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𝚃𝙷𝙴    𝚂𝙿𝙰𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷    𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚂    𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

these are taken from the starz show with the same title, triggers may be present, proceed with caution, feel free to adjust any you that you deem necessary. 

why do you smile, your grace?

when one is king one dines for many reasons with many guests…

did you and the queen take all your meals in here?

i’m sorry. i do not wish to take your appetite.

i tried everything to warm her heart.

she was cold to you?

the battle for her heart was hard-won. winning the throne of [optional:place] was less arduous.

when did you know that she/he/they loved you?

shall i take the king/queen to be my husband/wife?

why don’t you speak to me?

go back to your mother. find another life.

why do you talk to me this way?

i don’t know what my choices are! i don’t know if i have a choice.

if your love is so fickle that it can blow away like dust… i will forget you.

you came to tell me you will fight for me. am i correct?

and you hate your father for stealing me away, and…

if i marry him, i condemn myself to a miserable, loveless life.

so you’re saying you must marry him because he said so.

i haven’t known as many women/men as you think and those that i have were of the flesh. 

i mean, i… i want to… but- but the point is that- the point is that… that i love you.

you make me yearn to be king/queen so that i can be a better man/woman for you.

you are a wordsmith. you bend words to your whim.

a boy/girl kisses you, and everything i’ve taught you is undone.

the betrayal he/she/they will deal to you, it will break the world.

guard yourself! if you do not, the enemy will know just where to strike.

i have learned you have been banished from the court.

still, you have suffered for my benefit. i wish to make amends.

i want you to tell me what kind of husband/wife he/she would be.

he/she/they is clever and has a fevered lust for knowledge.

a man/woman with too much power and no discipline is dangerous.

i see another side to him/her/them.

he/she/they is like a knight of camelot, flawed, but also brave and dedicated. lancelot.

you clearly know your mind about him/her/them, so why ask me?

if you wish to be queen/king, then take the king/queen.

i think you rode here not just to ask for forgiveness, but to speak [optional:name] name aloud.

i think you love [optional:name]. may god help you if you do.

you are trained to be a queen/king. it is the way of kings and queens.

i cannot think of living here without you by my side.

i will not be the cause of your unhappiness.

you’re right. you’ve done too much for me.

are you to have two husbands/wives?

you’re lucky now to even make a queen/king.

you have permission for your marriage to the king/queen.

oh. but- but what has changed?

would i make you happy? would i make you as happy as your wife/husband did?

your heir will ensure the continued peace between our two kingdoms.

your loss has endeared you to the people. they share your grief.

you’ve had your courses for days, but you do not tell anyone.

it will be a modest life, not the one your parents planned for you.

do you even know if he/she/they wishes it? do you wish it?

you loved me [optional:name]. you still do.

my mother fought a battle while i was in her womb.

this sword is blunt. they both are. we wouldn’t want you cutting yourself.

oh, i could still hurt you with this.

you fight almost like a real soldier. 

oh, all armor has weak spots. here. here. here.

what is this display? you dare swordplay with the heir?

you, put that down, and come with me.

you do know, i presume, the basic signs if you’re with child?

i have no talent for tricks, and i have no news for you.

i have no power to make her/him/them doubt her/his/their own mind.

if you speak too soon, you may make waves against yourself.

i do not grieve as they expect, and then i feel that i am wrong for being as i am.

i will sleep. you may tell me in the morning.

i am much better at that than you are, and i always will be.

i don’t want you to go.

i simply wanted you to know before i journey back to [optional:place].

will you have me?

it is a tragedy but our marriage was never consummated.

what are you playing at?

we made sounds of pleasure, yes, to cover our embarrassment.

i ask you to accept my word, accept it and support it if asked to do so.

who would ask such a thing?

oh, no. please tell me you’re not planning what i think you are.

so you’ve lost your husband/wife, but not your ambition. i warned you against that.

this family don’t inquire. they extract the answer they want.

my answer will support whatever keeps my conscience and my head attached to my neck.

how else do you imagine i’ve survived this long in this vipers’ nest?

is it foolish to believe myself in love with a man/woman whom i have never met?

hold your courage and fight for what you want.

this is a game that must be played.

am i so changed that we are no longer friends?

it’s clear evidence of her belief that you are weak.

please, for the love of god, i asked you here for peace.

oh, so you have lost your country too.

then pick your place, not theirs, [optional:sister/brother].

what happened to the sister/brother i once knew?

whatever awaits you in this life, fix your place in the heavens.

you once told me to fix my place in the stars and not be divereted.

i simply come to claim what is mine and i am fixed.

we loved our king/queen and that is why now we grieve.

i will take my sons/daughters and i will reclaim everything that is mine.

i trusted him/her/them and he/she/they betrayed me.

i will never trust again.

it was all bad breath, bad poetry and disappointment.

have you had anymore dreams?

i don’t want to know who dies next.

i ride to claim what is rightfully mine: my inheritance.

i will take what i’m owed in gold.

i will never give my power away.

i have eyes and ears all over the palace.

if you challenge me, i shall defeat you.

if you want him/her/them, say so.

[optional:name], i need to tell you, i love you.

i feel a strong desire to embrace you.

there is still a dangerous ride ahead.

are you not coming with me?

tell me, are you afraid?

then you are a merciful to save life when others are too quick to take one.

i nearly took an arrow in the backside.

we do not get what we want in this life, [optional:name].

do you like it here? it’s cozy, isn’t it?

what’re you wearing that veil for? is it to stop [optional:name] from kissing you?

i’m glad that you want to kiss my neck.

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⋆˖⁺‧₊☽𓃦☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ heart this post for a starter from lyanna. if you want a specific verse or timeline in mind, do let me know and if you are a multimuse, please narrow down your muses so i can pick and choose.

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𝚃𝙷𝙴    𝚂𝙿𝙰𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷    𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚂    𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.

these are taken from the starz show with the same title, triggers may be present, proceed with caution, feel free to adjust any you that you deem necessary. 

why do you smile, your grace?

when one is king one dines for many reasons with many guests…

did you and the queen take all your meals in here?

i’m sorry. i do not wish to take your appetite.

i tried everything to warm her heart.

she was cold to you?

the battle for her heart was hard-won. winning the throne of [optional:place] was less arduous.

when did you know that she/he/they loved you?

shall i take the king/queen to be my husband/wife?

why don’t you speak to me?

go back to your mother. find another life.

why do you talk to me this way?

i don’t know what my choices are! i don’t know if i have a choice.

if your love is so fickle that it can blow away like dust… i will forget you.

you came to tell me you will fight for me. am i correct?

and you hate your father for stealing me away, and…

if i marry him, i condemn myself to a miserable, loveless life.

so you’re saying you must marry him because he said so.

i haven’t known as many women/men as you think and those that i have were of the flesh. 

i mean, i… i want to… but- but the point is that- the point is that… that i love you.

you make me yearn to be king/queen so that i can be a better man/woman for you.

you are a wordsmith. you bend words to your whim.

a boy/girl kisses you, and everything i’ve taught you is undone.

the betrayal he/she/they will deal to you, it will break the world.

guard yourself! if you do not, the enemy will know just where to strike.

i have learned you have been banished from the court.

still, you have suffered for my benefit. i wish to make amends.

i want you to tell me what kind of husband/wife he/she would be.

he/she/they is clever and has a fevered lust for knowledge.

a man/woman with too much power and no discipline is dangerous.

i see another side to him/her/them.

he/she/they is like a knight of camelot, flawed, but also brave and dedicated. lancelot.

you clearly know your mind about him/her/them, so why ask me?

if you wish to be queen/king, then take the king/queen.

i think you rode here not just to ask for forgiveness, but to speak [optional:name] name aloud.

i think you love [optional:name]. may god help you if you do.

you are trained to be a queen/king. it is the way of kings and queens.

i cannot think of living here without you by my side.

i will not be the cause of your unhappiness.

you’re right. you’ve done too much for me.

are you to have two husbands/wives?

you’re lucky now to even make a queen/king.

you have permission for your marriage to the king/queen.

oh. but- but what has changed?

would i make you happy? would i make you as happy as your wife/husband did?

your heir will ensure the continued peace between our two kingdoms.

your loss has endeared you to the people. they share your grief.

you’ve had your courses for days, but you do not tell anyone.

it will be a modest life, not the one your parents planned for you.

do you even know if he/she/they wishes it? do you wish it?

you loved me [optional:name]. you still do.

my mother fought a battle while i was in her womb.

this sword is blunt. they both are. we wouldn’t want you cutting yourself.

oh, i could still hurt you with this.

you fight almost like a real soldier. 

oh, all armor has weak spots. here. here. here.

what is this display? you dare swordplay with the heir?

you, put that down, and come with me.

you do know, i presume, the basic signs if you’re with child?

i have no talent for tricks, and i have no news for you.

i have no power to make her/him/them doubt her/his/their own mind.

if you speak too soon, you may make waves against yourself.

i do not grieve as they expect, and then i feel that i am wrong for being as i am.

i will sleep. you may tell me in the morning.

i am much better at that than you are, and i always will be.

i don’t want you to go.

i simply wanted you to know before i journey back to [optional:place].

will you have me?

it is a tragedy but our marriage was never consummated.

what are you playing at?

we made sounds of pleasure, yes, to cover our embarrassment.

i ask you to accept my word, accept it and support it if asked to do so.

who would ask such a thing?

oh, no. please tell me you’re not planning what i think you are.

so you’ve lost your husband/wife, but not your ambition. i warned you against that.

this family don’t inquire. they extract the answer they want.

my answer will support whatever keeps my conscience and my head attached to my neck.

how else do you imagine i’ve survived this long in this vipers’ nest?

is it foolish to believe myself in love with a man/woman whom i have never met?

hold your courage and fight for what you want.

this is a game that must be played.

am i so changed that we are no longer friends?

it’s clear evidence of her belief that you are weak.

please, for the love of god, i asked you here for peace.

oh, so you have lost your country too.

then pick your place, not theirs, [optional:sister/brother].

what happened to the sister/brother i once knew?

whatever awaits you in this life, fix your place in the heavens.

you once told me to fix my place in the stars and not be divereted.

i simply come to claim what is mine and i am fixed.

we loved our king/queen and that is why now we grieve.

i will take my sons/daughters and i will reclaim everything that is mine.

i trusted him/her/them and he/she/they betrayed me.

i will never trust again.

it was all bad breath, bad poetry and disappointment.

have you had anymore dreams?

i don’t want to know who dies next.

i ride to claim what is rightfully mine: my inheritance.

i will take what i’m owed in gold.

i will never give my power away.

i have eyes and ears all over the palace.

if you challenge me, i shall defeat you.

if you want him/her/them, say so.

[optional:name], i need to tell you, i love you.

i feel a strong desire to embrace you.

there is still a dangerous ride ahead.

are you not coming with me?

tell me, are you afraid?

then you are a merciful to save life when others are too quick to take one.

i nearly took an arrow in the backside.

we do not get what we want in this life, [optional:name].

do you like it here? it’s cozy, isn’t it?

what’re you wearing that veil for? is it to stop [optional:name] from kissing you?

i’m glad that you want to kiss my neck.

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𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖓𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖍𝖒𝖆𝖓, 𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖞. 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖆𝖚𝖓𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖊.

𝐥𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐚.

do not reblog or interact unless we are mutuals.

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JANE GREY, Queen Regnant of England

↳ As portrayed by Emily Bader in Amazon Prime's My Lady Jane

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𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.

All sentences were taken from different sources about romance, marriage and specially arranged marriage and what that entails. Mentions of affairs, mistresses, wedding ceremonies and medieval talks of what marriage entails follow. Change names, pronouns and locations however you see fit.

Marriage is a marriage, whether it is arranged or not. Both necessitate the same level of dedication.

It’s not an option to be best friends with your life partner; it’s a requirement for a firm foundation in a long-term relationship.

Arranged marriage is not always a bed of roses, but it is possible to achieve with love and faith.

It’s different for women, isn’t it? They have no choice where they go. They grow up in a prison and then get married into one.

Is there anything more courageous/stupid than saying yes to spend your life with someone you have no idea about?

The country was as much of a mystery to me as the man I had married.

One day you’ll be in love with me.

You could be a titled lady. 

I have avoided the fate my father had planned for me. Surely it is I who has won, not he.

I do not care about power and wealth, father. I want to marry for love.

But if you were matched, what do you think she'd be like?

We're supposed to be unable to keep our hands off of each other. 

In this case the time is not so important for me, the person asking for commitment is.

We are trapped by convention and must marry another.

Every good child knows: duty before your heart's desire.

I am to be a bride, but whose? 

I married you to stop the bloodshed, and you keep killing. When will it be enough- when?

I found out soon after we met that Leah’s father had promised her in marriage to some young Pole.

If I ever get into an arranged marriage, I want it to be like theirs.

Arranged marriages require effort; constantly and every day. And where there is love, you want to make these efforts.

A successful arranged marriage can help climb the biggest mountain and build the biggest empire.

An arranged marriage is like wine; it tastes good with time.

You will marry him and do your duty to your House.

You are my daughter and you will do as I say. End of discussion.

Love? What does love have to do with marriage?

He'll honour his duty to family and swallow it.

I was three when my parents promised me. When a deal was struck. 

 So I was raised to be his wife. I was taught my favorite color was gold because his favorite color was gold. I was told my favorite foods were his favorite foods

I never thought what it would actually be like to have him... be gone. 

I was raised for him, and now I am... new. I am brand-new. And I do not even know how to breathe air he does not exhale.

A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.

Marriage is a financial contract; I have enough contracts already.

The dowry, not the wife, is the object of attraction.

Arranged marriages work like this. The girl is hardly asked and is expected to follow whatever her parents deem fit.

Marry, that marry is the very theme I came to talk of.

Maybe she'll be beautiful. Maybe she'll be rich. As long as she brings swords and men.

Perhaps love is a minor madness.

It doesn't matter who the seed is. The important thing is that it has a place in your womb.

Her maidenhood will seal an alliance and must be kept safe.

Every married woman knows a man can have mistresses and we must look the other way.

All I ask is, that you do not cast me aside. Have mistresses and lovers as you please, but confide in me as I am to be your wife.

A husband’s first and foremost job in a marriage is to protect and love his wife.

Touching without looking had been incredibly arousing.

In my opinion, most marriages are based either on money or the fear of being alone.

I want you in every way there is to want. I want you in any way you choose to share.

I'm free to do with my wife as I fucking please.

The marriage of convenience lasts until you become an inconvenience.

Ours is a marriage of convenience and nothing more.

From now on, you're sleeping in our room. There's no chance in hell I'm letting you sleep far away from me again.

You agreed to this marriage and didn’t even dare to ask my opinion on the matter.

You're going to bend, and so am I. We're going to compromise, negotiate, and distract each other.

Being together means our priorities are going to change.

Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious: both are disappointed.

I don't think I am likely to marry, Harry. I am much too in love.

It is certainly romantic to be in love, but there's nothing romantic about a definite proposal.

They are royals, whoever they marry is not their choice but who is better for the crown.

That is a match made in a boardroom.

Once you are wed to another, you will forget me. 

I will marry a man who desires me but I have no interest in. 

I will not be a secret kept in shadows. Once you are wed, I will leave.

How can I marry them, when I am in love with another? It is not fair to them, that I think of you when I’m with them.

Ever since I met you, no one else has been worth thinking about.

Behave yourself, out here, we are wed and what you do, reflects on me.

You are being sold like a mare and do not care.

Once I bore him a son, he shall be happy, I know it.

We hate one another but for peace, we must wed. At least, let us enjoy this part of the contract.

I am doing this for my family and for the terms you offer.

A marriage is simply an alliance.

All will be well, love can be found in a marriage. If not love, at least, good company. 

Do your duty and give him sons.  That’s all men want.

I will not be paraded around in a bedding ceremony. I will wed them and bed them, but I will not be humiliated. 

You think this title gives me power, but you forget, I am a woman.

I am lucky enough to have options. None who please me but at least, I can choose one.

Come to bed now, husband. It is our wedding night, after all.

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𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟐 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.

All   sentences   are   taken   from   HBO's   House   of   the   Dragon   season   two   third episode, the burning mill.   Change   names,   pronouns,   locations   as   you   see   fit.   Caution   for   foul   language, implied death of a child,   sexual   acts   implied   and   everything   that   is   associated   with   A   Song   of   Ice   and   Fire.

The Blackwoods and the Brackens have feuded for centuries. This is nothing more than an excuse for them to indulge their ancient grudge. It's no true war.

Call it what you will. I call it war. And so will Dragonstone.

The young men have taken the bit in their teeth. They wish to punish, to avenge.

Soon they will not even remember what it was that began the war in the first place.

That is easy enough. They usurped my throne.

hat is one answer. Or was it when the child was beheaded? Or when Aemond killed Luke? Or when Luke took Aemond's eye? We teeter now at the point where none of it will matter. And the desire to kill and burn takes hold and reason is forgotten. 

When last we met, Alicent said I would make a fine queen. You've seen what has happened since then.

There is no war so hateful to the gods as a war between kin. And no war so bloody as a war between dragons.

I, Ser Simon Strong, castellan of Harrenhal, pledge fealty to Rhaenyra of House Targaryen, First of Her Name. 

We watched the tourney together, you and I, the day my brother was born. 

Rhaenys has counseled me. She said she saw in you a wish to avert the worst of what may now come.

My dragons are restless. They smell battle. But if you and I may come to terms...

There are no terms now. You have no army, your allies turn from you when they hear of your depravity, your hands are bloodied in a crime I could never have imagined you...

I am a mother too and you have yet to answer for the murder of my son.

Of course, you do. And the usurping of my rightful inheritance? Have you now stooped so low that you will countenance the suffering and death of thousands, in order that your feckless son.

Oh, so you say. And so your father has proclaimed to the realm. I saw the king that night. Mere hours before I left him, he had affirmed my right to the throne. 

We march on King's Landing and take the throne.

Might I ask, your Grace, if you are successful — well, when you are successful — what then?

I feel sad about Jahaerys, but I ought not to, I think. People die all the time, especially babes.

My father loved me, Alicent, and I believe he loved you too.

Perhaps the presence of the Crown — and a dragon — will sharpen minds 'round these parts.

I have been at times unkind, but never untrue.

If war can be averted, it is my duty to avert it.

There’s been no mistake.

You will die in this place.

Otto Hightower would never have allowed this.

 Alicent is in King's Landing. Her son sits my throne. There is nothing more to be said.

It is not her but the men around her who seek bloodshed.

The desire to kill and burn takes hold, and reason is forgotten.

Rhaena? Lord of the Tides?

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where are my lyanna ships uh

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my controversial take is that rhaegar and lyanna is a love story, or as love story can be in the setting we find ourselves. everyone in the realm thinks he kidnapped her and abused her and killed her in the end by leaving her alone, george is using the trope of "the princess and the dragon" tower included, where she has to be saved. but the truth is, the princess was not taken, but she went on her free will.

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She   is   well   aware   that   the   King   is   after   the   mysterious   knight,   which   is   why   she   is   now   hiding   all   she   can   to   avoid   the   persecution   of   the   guards.   But   of   course   it   had   to   be   Jaime   to   found   her,   if   it   was   someone   else,   they   might   had   already   taken   her   to   the   King   but   instead,   it's   Jaime   who   would   rather   toy   with   her   over   this   than   deliver   her   right   away.   And   of   course   he   has   to   bring   Robert   into   the   conversation   when   it   comes   to   tattles   tales.  

"You   think   he   would   blame   me   rather   than   you?   That   man   thinks   I   breathe   gold   everywher   I   go."   Which   might   be   an   attractive   quality   if   she   didn't   knew   of   how   he   often   flirt   with   other   girls   or   bed   them,   already   with   a   bastard   in   the   Vale.   He   claims   to   love   her   but   there   he   was,   being   a   drunken   man   whose   eyes   wander,   how   can   she   trust   him   when   he   does   such   a   thing?   Lyanna   is   distracted   by   her   thoughts   until   the   crown   is   pushed   away   from   her   head,   the   vines   pulling   loose   curls   from   it   and   she   looks   at   him.  

"Are   you   always   this   annoying?"   She   mutters   in   turn,   jumping   on   her   toes   highter   to   reach   the   shield   but   she   loses   her   balance   in   the   process.   Good.   At   least   if   someone   ends   up   hurt   for   this   it's   him   as   she   feels   her   own   fall   stopped   by   his   body,   her   hand   already   feeling   the   wood   of   the   shield,   just   above   out   of   reach.   "Give   me   the   shield.   Or   I   will   fight   you   for it."

ㅤㅤㅤA  YOUNG  KNIGHT  SHOULDN'T  BE  SO  EAGER  TO  SPITE  HIS  KING,  but  he  thought  it  rather  unfair  that  he  should  be  sent  away  from  a  tourney  partly  meant  to  celebrate  his  new  station.  Already  life  as  a  kingsguard  is  proving  to  be  not  quite  what  he  thought  it  would,  and  he's  had  his  white  cloak  for  less  than  a  day.  Aerys  would  expect  him  to  leave  like  a  good  little  knight,  but  Jaime  has  other  ideas.  Why  shouldn't  he  enjoy  himself?  He  could  wear  the  Lannister  plate  and  cover  his  head  and  no  one  would  notice  his  presence.  But  he  quickly  learned  he  was  not  the  only  one  skulking  about  where  he  shouldn't.  The  sigil  upon  the  shield  is  recognized;  this  tree  that  he'd  heard  the  king  screaming  about,  insistent  that  it  was  Jaime  himself,  come  back  to  taunt  him  for  whatever  reason.  Well,  Aerys  is  half  right  in  that  Jaime  has  returned,  but  wrong  about  who  hid  beneath  the  helm  and  shield.

  ㅤㅤㅤ❝ The  King  is  rather  cross  with  the  knight  who  bore  this  sigil  this  evening.  He's  even  offered  a  bounty  for  the  one  that  can  bring  them  to  him.  ❞  Emerald  eyes  are  filled  with  mischief  beneath  twisted  brows;  a  lion's  grin  across  the  young  man's  features,  cattish  and  far  too  amused  for  his  own  good.  ❝ Maybe  it  should  be  me.  Any  good  knight  of  the  Kingsguard  should  be  diligent  against  his  king's  nuisances.  ❞  Oh,  he  couldn't  turn  her  in  himself;  Aerys  would  only  take  it  as  a  ploy  and  confirm  his  own  paranoia,  and  in  truth,  Jaime  has  no  desire  to  give  her  away.  What  she  did  was  quite  brave.  And  the  most  entertaining  thing  he's  seen  in  a  long,  long  time.  Her  grip  on  his  wrist  surprises  him  with  the  strength  that  comes  from  such  a  small  woman,  feet  planting  as  muscles  stiffen  to  keep  the  shield  from  her  reach,  passing  it  from  one  arm  to  the  next.  ❝ Don't  be  so  quick  to  tattle,  ❞  Jaime  tsks.  ❝  You  think  your  pig-headed  betrothed  will  react  well  if  he  hears  that  you  had  another  man  in  your  tent?  People  love  to  talk  about  these  things,  you  know,  and  when  they  talk,  they  won't  be  saying  that  we  were  fighting  over  a  shield.  We'll  both  be  in  deep  shit.  ❞  His  grin  deepens,  devilish  in  how  his  eyes  bore  into  hers,  a  hand  slipping  through  their  battling  arms  to  purposefully  knock  the  crown  of  roses  off  from  Lyanna's  head.  ❝ Oops.  ❞

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"You   can't   keep   that."   She   had   been   burning   and   hiding   everything   that   related   to   the   Knight   armor   she   done   when   she   entered   the   tournament   under   a   secret   identity.   No   one   was   meant   to   caught   her,   but   then,   all   eyes   were   on   her   for   a   different   matter;   Prince   Rhaegar's   crown   of   blue   roses   is   still   in   her   head   as   she   makes   sure   that   the   armor   is   gone   before   someone   finds   out   and   she   is   scolded   for   dressing   up   or   even   injuring   a   lord's   ego   by   being   defeated   by   a   woman.   But   of   course   it   had   to   be   Jaime   Lannister   who   finds   her   in   the   midst   of   her   adventure,   lifting   the   shield   she   had   used.   "Give   it   back,   Jaime."  

Forgotten   was   the   use   of   titles   as   she   reaches   for   the   taller's   man'   extended   arm   where   she   cannot   touch   the   shield   without   leaving   no   room   between   one   another.   "You   are   behaving   like   a   child."   Annoyance   lace   in   her   tone   as   she   tries   against,   capturing   his   wrist   but   not   enough   but   at   least   he   cannot   move   it   away   from   her.   "Give   it   back   and   I   won't   tell   anyone   that   a   kingsguard   is   on   a   lady's   tent   when   she   is   without   her   chaperones."   An   empty   threat   really,   because   most   knew   she   was   capable   of   taking   care   of   herself.   But   still. @dcviline ft. jaime.

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Reason   tells   her   to   not   let   him   have   this.   She   had   been   clear   that   first   day,   has   he   not?   He   should   not   play   with   fire,   specially   when   he   has   a   wife   and   she   is   to   wed   a   man   like   Robert   Baratheon,   who   would   raise   an   army   for   her   if   she   asked   him   to.   A   dangerous   man   to   have   as   a   husband,   and   yet,   she   is   here,   doing   the   dance   of   swords   because   he   allows   her   to   be   herself,   practice   what   she   learned.   Her   breathing   is   ragged   when   he   asks   her   to   yield   and   she   takes   in   the   opportunity   to   look   back   at   him   and   she   sees   the   hesitation.   Lyanna   shows   a   triumphant   smile   in   turn,   breathing   heavily   once   he   yields   and   she   wins.   What   she   said   next   matters   so   little,   a   mocking   of   a   little   lady   like   herself   defeating   the   Silver   Prince   of   the   realm.  

She   lowers   her   sword   and   in   turn,   she   is   met   with   his   lips   pressing   on   her   own   and   she   finds   herself   breathless   in   that   single   moment.   Her   breathing   quivers   as   he   pulls   away,   eyes   taking   their   time   to   open   again   and   find   his   own.   "You   ruined   this   the   moment   you   placed   that   crown   in   my   head."   He   shouldn't   have   done   that.   He   shouldn't   have   insisted   she   wore   it,   or   meet   her   under   the   weirdwood   tree.   She   shoul've   said   no   when   he   request   a   dance   of   swords   at   hours   that   would   be   improper.   Only   his   friend   Ser   Arthur   seems   to   be   vigilant   and   he   does   not   bother   them.  

"Why   did   you   do   that?   Now   you   will   make   it   impossible   to   think   of   anything   else."   Lyanna   speaks   with   the   voice   of   a   maiden.   She   had   not   kissed   any   men   before.   Her   first   one   stolen   by   the   prince.   Now   he   has   that   place   in   her   lips   and   heart.   Grey   eyes   look   back   at   him.   but   she   doesn't   move   away.   "I   do   not   understand   you."

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ㅤㅤㅤTHERE  IS  NO  HARM  IN  FRIENDLY  COMPETITION, OR SO THEY HAD AGREED.  They  are  both  warriors,  trading  tricks  as  their  swords  dance  playfully,  metal  singing  into  the  air  with  each  clash  of  blunted  steel.  Him,  a  seasoned  warrior,  a  prince  trained  by  the  finest  in  the  land,  and  her,  with  the  spirit  of  a  true  knight,  defying  the  expectations  placed  upon  her  for  being  a  woman.  Lyanna  is  a  beauty,  so  fair  that  even  the  crown  of  winter  roses  he'd  given  her  pales  in  comparison  to  the  woman  herself,  yet  there  is  iron  in  her  wild  spirit.  He  understands  Robert  Baratheon  now,  for  how  could  any  man  come  in  contact  with  that  fire  within  her  and  not  crave  to  be  near  it  again?

  ㅤㅤㅤHe  has  her  beaten  this  round,  or  so  he  thinks,  sword  held  across  her  throat  as  he  stands  at  her  back.  ❝ Yield,  my  lady.  This  round  is  mine.  ❞  It's  a  courtly  mercy,  the  opportunity  for  an  honorable  surrender,  but  she  yields  not.  Instead  those  eyes  of  iron  peer  over  her  shoulder,  his  gaze  enraptured  by  them,  more  so  with  how  he  feels  her  hot  breaths  as  they  wisp  against  his  neck.  This  is  his  undoing.  She  must  have  noticed  him  falter,  felt  how  his  sword  began  to  slip  away,  for  with  a  single  spin  she  reverses  their  circumstances,  her  blade  now  poking  into  his  side.  Now  it  is  Rhaegar  who  must  yield,  and  he  does  so  with  a  wide  grin.  ❝ Fine,  I  yield to you.  But  I  had  you first.  ❞

  ㅤㅤㅤHe  barely  hears  the  taunts  that  follow,  focused  on  the  teasing  fingers  that  press  under  his  jaw,  how  close  she  stands  to  him  as  she  gloats  in  her  victory  over  the  prince.  Mocking  him,  taunting  him,  yet  all  he  can  think  of  is  how  beautiful  she  looks  like  this,  that  spirit  of  hers  shining  in  her  eyes  and  in  her  words.  Rhaegar  watches  her  lips,  sees  how  they  move,  how  plush  they  look  as  she  speaks.  What  madness  is  this  that  overcomes  him,  he  wonders,  as  he  leans  to  press  his  own  lips  upon  those  soft,  taunting  features.  Oh,  she's  bound  to  kill  him  for  this,  but  there  are  worse  ways  to  die. ❝ I'm  sorry.  I  couldn't  help  it,  ❞  the  prince  whispers,  barely  able  to  pull  away.  Already  he  braces  for  a  strike,  or  for  her  to  yell  at  him,  some  rebuke  against  what  he's  done.  ❝ Do  you  hate  me  for  it?  For  ruining  this?  ❞

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"do   you   not   consider   me   worth   of   being   queen   of   love   and   beauty?"   she   jest,   trying   to   sway   on   his   foul   mood,   perhaps   in   vain   but   she   has   to   try.   ned   said   it   was   best   she   did   so   instead   of   him.   she   is   sure   he   is   around   somewhere   with   lady   ashara   and   for   that,   she   must   deal   with   her   half   drunk   betrothed.   "my   honor   thanks   you,   but   it   is   untouched.   and   unbothered   by   this.   I   told   the   prince   himself   what   he   did   was   not   honorable   to   his   wife."   the   prince   spoke   in   riddles   too   and   uneasy   charm   but   she   tries   to   focus   her   attention   back   in   the   present.   "well   perhaps   then,   you   should   leave   the   ale   tomorrow   and   dance   with   me   at   the   feast.   prove   that   his   actions   are   of   no   consequence.  

you   do   pay   more   attention   to   the   ale   and   other   ladies   than   myself."   hard   to   trust   him   with   his   love   when   his   eyes   wander   so   much   and   yet,   his   words   speak   of   possessiveness.   she   is   to   be   married   to   a   man   of   volatile   temper,   first   men   blood   and   some   dragon   in   there   was   a   bad   combination.   gods   above,   if   she   were   to   have   children   with   him,   they   would   be   wild   as   both   of   them.  

"I   am   aware   of   your   bastard   daughter,   robert.   and   perhaps   more   to   come.   all   I   ask   is   that   while   you   do   not   trust   the   prince's   actions,   trust   my   own."   simple.   easy.   if   his   love   is   so   true   then,   he   can   let   this   go   and   leave   the   rest   of   harrenhal   be   a   feast.   "and.   .   .would   a   kiss   keep   your   mind   off   these   business?"   a   kiss.   a   maiden's   kiss.   mother   would   have   been   proud,   father   too,   acting   like   a   lady,   offering   her   favor   to   her   betrothed.   she   can   be   a   lady   when   she   wishes   to.   "if   so,   I   will   grant   you   one."

a loud scoff sounds from the baratheon man. " kind, " the word drips like venom from his tongue. he tips back his mug of ale and roughly wipes away the liquid that latched on to his beard. what rhaegar had done at the tourney was quite the scandal. each person he passed afterwards had been whispering about it and every time robert thought about it, he could not help the wave of anger that overtook him. even now, as lyanna tries to defend his cousin. it would not surprise him if rhaegar did it just to annoy robert. and it certainly had.

" i would have if i knew i would not lose my head for it, " he mutters in response. there is a part of him that wants to reprimand her for commanding him but instead, he simply grunts and allows her to take the mug from him. " he has a wife and you are to be married. he knows the implications of his actions. " robert did not know this in truth, but he was hot-headed enough to assume as much.

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rhaegar and lyanna brainstorming names and lyanna just: all the names in your family are cursed, no way.

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King Henry VIII + Catherine of Aragon in ‘The Spanish Princess’

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"rude   to   stare   at   a   lady   for   so   long.   you   are   shameless,   robert."   but   lyanna   is   a   young   woman,   despite   her   own   words   about   her   displeased   feelings   regarding   the   betrothal   with   robert,   lyanna   is   not   unaffected   when   he   approaches   her.   hands   stop   on   his   chest   when   he   pulls   her   closer,   eyes   open   wide,   shaking   her   head.   "shameless,   like   I   said.   we   are   not   wed   yet."   she   points   out,   a   shy   smile   gleaming   through   at   the   compliment.   how   silly,   to   be   called   beauty   when   she   is   recognized   for   everything   but   her   beauty.   but   does   he   consider   her   spirit   the   same?   lyanna   is   not   a   woman   to   be   locked   in   a   castle   and   made   to   live   there   as   only   a   wife.   "you   admire   many   beauties,   or   so   I   hear.   how   can   I   be   sure   you   are   not   just   swaying   your   charms   with   me   as   well?"

You're still looking. - for robert

sensual and sexual tension quotes / accepting ! / @ulvblod

robert cannot help the amused snort that sounds from him, his gaze finally finding her own. he was not ashamed of being caught staring. it was no secret that robert longed for the woman before him. in fact, he had made his affections undoubtedly clear. " what of it ? " he approaches her now and stops only when they are a few inches apart from one another. there was something about her that he could not place ; that made her stand apart from the rest. he toys idly with the ends of her hair before a hand is placed upon her waist. without wasting another moment, he pulls her body flush against his own. " is beauty not to be admired ? "

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"the   prince   was   just   being   kind."   lyanna   speaks   back   to   robert.   the   silence   that   had   been   felt   around   harrenhal   when   rhaegar   passed   by   his   wife   and   left   the   crown   of   roses   upon   her   lap   was   still   ringing   on   her   ears.   the   gasps   of   some,   the   surprise   of   others.   her   brothers   had   been   a   mixture   of   offended   and   surprised   while   robert.   well,   she   does   not   know   robert   as   well   as   her   brother   does,   but   it   was   obvious.  

"for   a   moment   ned   said   he   thought   you   would   had   attacked   the   prince   then."   and   she   has   no   doubts   about   it.   it   felt   wrong   at   times,   hypocritical   almost,   he   had   a   bastard   daughter   already,   what   guarantee   she   has   he   won't   stray   from   her   bed   besides   his   word?   regardless,   her   hand   moved   to   stop   his   drinking.   "that's   enough   ale   for   today." @ironf0rged