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mcredyth‌:

“you’re right, i rather doubt the absence of a couple roses will even be noticed.” boldened by the other’s words, meredyth quickly snapped a couple flowers, making sure to not hurt the plant in the process. “oh, i wouldn’t lay the blame on your son. if someone complains to me, i’ll bear the consequences – though they cannot be that severe, since they are only flowers, after all.” she continued, straightening her back and smiling at the other woman. “and as you only agreed to accompany me on my afternoon walk, i wouldn’t expect you to join me as i commit minor crimes against the harmony of the keep’s floral assignments.”

' decidedly not. i doubt the royal gardener counts the blooms. ’ she couldn’t help but giggle at the idea; she was a mother, but still a girl. ‘ at worst they’d reprimand you, but who’s going to reprimand a baby. ’ again, a laugh. ‘ oh, they’re so beautiful though. i might just have to. ’ a hand reached out and snapped one of the stems, carefully where a new one began, and returned with a flower that was promptly tucked behind the woman’s ear. 

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crownedpride‌:

looking up at him, aleria couldn’t help the almost goofy smile that spread across her face. how did she get so lucky as to marry this man ? how did she get so lucky with her arranged marriage ? reaching up to stroke his cheek, aleria’s once goofy smile turned softer and as she locked eyes with him, she murmured,  ❛ i love you more than i even know how to express and i really want you to know that. ❜ she let her thumb stroke his cheek bones for a few more moments before starting to sit up. leaning beside him, she pressed a kiss to his cheek, laughing softly as what he said about the princesses and their upcoming nameday settled over her.  ❛ the purpose is more beneficial to us now than ever, truly. plus, it’s so nice to be able to spend time with anya outside of the influence of my parents. ❜

how lucky they both were, arranged marriages were always so pleasant, and even that wasn’t enough to describe what they had. he leaned down to kiss her forehead after hearing her words. ‘ i love you like nothing else in this world, aleria. ’ his words were whispered, soft yet still powerful. he had never meant anything more. ‘ certainly. things have slowly been turning our way. ’

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crownedpride‌:

❛ hurting ? because of your baby in my belly ? never. ❜ there was a softness to her tone, full of fondness and humor in equal measure. she shifted, resting her head on his leg as he finally sat down on the bed. if aleria couldn’t convince ethaniel to lie down with her, the very least she could do was force him to stay with her for just a little while longer. jokingly the lady added, ❛ please know that i don’t derive any pleasure from you blaming yourself, but it does soothe whatever pains i may have. ❜

' perhaps not, but i can’t imagine the travel was kind to either of you. it isn’t to most. ’ he was pleased to see her smiling, the mother of his children, his lovely wife. he continued to run fingers through her hair, happy to have this moment with her. ‘ i don’t blame myself completely, my love. some blame does lie on the princesses for even having a nameday and dragging you from our home, ’ he chuckled, shaking his head, ‘ still, it serves a purpose. ’

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ofglover‌:

“Lady Erena of House Glover,” she told him, confirming his guess with a smile. She knew it was a gamble he’d taken, given her odd attire for a young woman of her status. One she wanted to give him quick relief on, lest he be left wavering and anxious. “I’m glad to hear it.” Realizing she still held his arm, she slowly pulled her hand back. “I should be on my way. Training and such.”

' pleasure to meet you, lady erena, ’ he replied, giving a slight nod. it wasn’t her dress, it was the way she carried herself. he watched as she slowly removed his hand, looking up at her slightly. ‘ ah, yes. i won’t keep you. my apologizes again. ’

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❛ i’m not lost, honest ! ❜ he was pleading now, with the guard who seemingly had the arryn lord by the scruff of his neck. if anyone knew anything about westley arryn, it was that he’s about as big a troublemaker as they come, and his talent for getting out of trouble was nearly unparalleled. now did not seem to be a moment where he lived up to that reputation. praying to the seven for a way out, he almost cried out in thanks when he caught sight of someone coming around the corner. 

❛ hey, look ! that’s my friend ! they’ll vouch for me !  ❜ 

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    ' he’s definitely lost, good sers, but yes, i know him, ’ jasper looked up from his chair at his younger brother, being held up by his collar. this was not, unfortunately, unusual for the youngest arryn brother. ‘ sers, may i present to you lord westley arryn. i’m his brother, and if you let him go, i’d be happy to escort him back to our chambers. ’

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ofglover‌:

“That, my dear friend, is a vast understatement. I’m not sure I have anything packed for such weather.” A guess based on her lack of anything other than clothing meant for the cold temperatures of the North. “You’ve been here before, is there anywhere I can purchase a few decent dresses?”

‘ clearly, or you’d be wearing something lighter, my lady. ’ eliar chuckled lightly, ‘ i have before, but i can’t say i’ve ever been in the market for a good dress maker. perhaps you need a new sword ? i know several good blacksmiths, a few who aren’t totally overpriced. perhaps though we can find something. ’

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ladyshcwolf‌:

                           “ ARDUOUS  AND  LONG ”  jocelyn  complained,  perhaps  not  so  surprisingly  to  the  man  ––––  in  their  short  acquaintance  he  would  have  already  fathomed  her  blatant  abhorrence  for  the  south,  it  wasn’t  as  though  she  had  been  particularly  tactile  in  voicing  such  sentiments.  “ especially  in  a  city  as  overcrowded  as  king’s  landing. ”  she  surmised.  “  and  what  of  your  travels  lord  ? ”

          ‘ my apologizes. how far north did you come from, my lady ? ’  he could tell she was annoyed with the south, and he wanted to fix that. that’s what his livelihood comprised of mostly: noticing noble that were annoyed, or lonely, or somehow dissatisfied with their current world, despite all they had. he would make them smile, make them feel a bit less alone, earn their favor. it’s what kept him going. ‘ well, perhaps i could show you a few spaces you might like better, ’ he paused, a smile coming to his lips. ‘ not a lord, my lady, just a man well educated enough to be mistaken as one. call me deric. ’

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cfaliandra‌:

                  the  lady  of  dorne  hadn’t  seen  much  of  her  husband  during  the  day.  as  the  leader  of  a  great  house,  she  knew  that  at  long  hours  he  had  to  play  the  diplomat.  meet  with  other  lords  of  other  houses,  some  of  those  of  different  regions,  some  of  his  own  vassals.  she  had  accepted  that  and  let  him  have  his  time.  aliandra  had  asked  a  servant  if  he  had  been  seen  and  they  had  said  he  had  been  in  the  gardens  last  they  saw.  she  had  already  been  to  the  gardens  many  times,  they  reminded  her  of  home  though  their  grandeur  could  never  match  that  of  the  reach.  her  footsteps  were  soft  but  audible  as  she  found  him   among  the  flowers.

                he  turned  and  she  smiled,  though  that  is  all  she  dared  as  she  approached  keeping  a  small  distance  between  them. “ has  it  been  a  long  day  for  you? ”

     time had slipped by him that day. the dornish prince avoided travel at most costs, so his finally arriving in king’s landing meant that he was being pulled from introduction to introduction. there were so many lords and he couldn’t very well remember all the names that he had learned today. he thought in the gardens he might let the mask of diplomacy fall, but maybe that wasn’t so. he didn’t wear it fully with his wife, but after ten years of learning it, it was nearly impossible to ever let it fully fall. he was surface level in most situations, but aliandra was starting to chip away at that. 

       ‘ ever so. hopefully tomorrow will be better, maybe we could explore the city. were you able to get some rest after the trip ? ’

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crownedpride‌:

‘ you didn’t, darling, i’ve been dozing this last hour or so. ‘ there’s so much love in her eyes as she looks up at him, a soft smile lingering on her face. as he pushed the hair from her face, she gently took his hand and laced their fingers together. aleria gently tugged on her husband’s hand, encouraging him to at least sit on the bed with her. pregnancy was already tiring but to add weeks of travel with it did not make it any easier. ‘ i’m already feeling better, now that you’re here. would you join me for just a few moments ? ‘

her fingers were so delicate, interlaced within his own. he loved to see her smile. how interesting a turn of fate, that a man who grew up with so much anger in his blood for the house tully could love a girl from riverrun so dearly. a smile played on his lips as she tugged at his hand. he placed himself next to her, sitting by her head and continuing to run his free hand through her tresses. ‘ i’m glad you’re feeling better, my lady. i hate to see you hurting. ’

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lord jasper arryn, the feeble falcon. tell my mother i need to fly now, if i land in a grave at least they can say her little brid grew big wings.

#‹ * j. arryn: about. ╱ never a fighter nor a flier，some curse has made him a broken bird. ›

#‹ * j. arryn: aesthetic. ╱ never a fighter nor a flier，some curse has made him a broken bird. ›

#‹ * j. arryn: answered. ╱ never a fighter nor a flier，some curse has made him a broken bird. ›

#‹ * j. arryn: muse. ╱ never a fighter nor a flier，some curse has made him a broken bird. ›

#‹ * j. arryn: thread. ╱ never a fighter nor a flier，some curse has made him a broken bird. ›

#‹ * j. arryn: visage. ╱ never a fighter nor a flier，some curse has made him a broken bird. ›

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everyone is busy watching the new got and ya girl is like 4.5 seasons behind 

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goldrcses‌:

“ NEW  TO  THE  CITY,  AYE? ”          it  wasn’t  so  often  that  lucerys  came  to  king’s  landing  and  was  met  with  unfamiliar  faces.  the  trip  was  shaping  up  to  be  enjoyable  already.  he  might  long  for  the  tall  dark  stone  walls  of  dragonstone,  but  opportunities  to  meet  new  people  were  rare  back  home.  luke  grinned  at  the  stranger,          “ that  depends,  my  friend,  on  what  sort  of  types  you  are  keen  to  drink  with?  do  you  want  to  listen  to  the  political  chatter  of  noble  lords  and  ladies  while  enjoying  a  goblet  of  wine  or  would  you  like  something  a  bit  more…  lively? ”

' a bit. ’ deric had been there before, but not in quite some time. king’s landing always seemed like a bit too much for the dornish bastard to try and conquer, for lack of a better term. so many whispers, so many eyes, it was easier for him to get along in some far away castle. ‘ i don’t think you’re going to like my answer, so bring me to your favorite, ’

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talilablossoms‌:

“Wise words, your highness.” Talila replied, holding her tongue when it came to the prejudices she held towards the people of the north. Cold blooded beings never suited her. However did Nymeria manage to marry one? “It shall feel like we never left Dorne when are all reunited!” She giggled, excited to see her friends once more. “That is why I wish to be just like the sea.”

' something like that, yes, ’ he answered as he stayed in step with her. travel made him nervous, it always had. maybe not when he was younger, but he could not remember that now. ‘ i’m sure you are already, my lady. i think all these northern men find you beautiful and intimidating. ’

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rhacnys‌:

                  A  SMILE  WARMED  HER  FEATURES,  as  chaotic  as  all  this  was  rhaenys  did  adore  hosting  the  great  houses  for  festivities  –––  they  livened  her  immensely.  “ ah !  a  true  adventurers  spirit ! ”  she  chuckled, “ king’s  landing  is  quite  marvellous  for  those  with  a  sense  of  adventure,  i  might  suggest  the  tunnels  for  your  next  expedition. ”  his  words  caused  a  brow  to  arch,  “ nonsense,   every  citizen  of  westeros  is  important  enough  ––– please,  go  on.”  rhaenys  had  always  fancied  herself  as  the  peoples  princess.

she was kind, he could sense that, still i didn’t wish to offend the queen’s sister. his family was caring enough towards him, but it was the rest of the world with whom he was careful. there were those who were easily offended, there were those who expected certain things of lord baratheon’s only recognized son, but not a legitimate one. the suggestion, however, caught his interest. ‘ the tunnels ? ’ he asked inquisitively. then he looked away again, ‘ toman storm, your grace. ’ 

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wintcry‌:

     IT  WAS  OBVIOUS  THAT  benjen  stark  wasn’t  exactly  blissful  to  be  so  far  from  the  north  ――  apart  the  extremely  long  journey,  able  to  exhaust  anyone,  the  man  felt  almost  like  walking  in  enemy  territory;  where  everything  was  completely  different  from  what  he  was  used  to.  however,  he  wouldn’t  confine  himself  to  staying  in  his  chambers  all  day  long.  it  was  a  unique  opportunity  and  he  would  use  it,  at  least,  to  explore  the  domains  of  the  red  keep  -  what  he  was  doing  peacefully  until  a  rather  large  dog  showed  up.  contrary  to  what  might  be  expected,  benjen  was  immediately  amused;  he  even  had  some  dogs  of  his  own  back  in  winterfell,  and  was  missing  them  dearly.  a  smile  made  itself  visible  in  his  features  as  he  bent  down  to  pay  more  attention  to  the  dog  -  that  he  soon  found  out  to  be  called  orwen.  ❛  i  it  fine,  my  lady.  i  have  a  few  dogs  of  my  own  back  home  and  they  behave  exactly  this  way,  so  i  can’t  say  i’m  somehow  offended  or  surprised.  ❜  the  stark  said  while  getting  back  up  and  smiling  tenderly  to  the  imagine  of  the  sleeping  infant.  ❛ i  can’t  blame  this  little  one  as  well.  it’d  be  in  a  similar  state  with  my  own  mother  if  i  was  about  his  age.  what  a  blessing  it  is  to  be  able  to  just  sleep  everywhere.  ❜

   the smile on the man’s face lessened her own worry —— a few had told them that the red keep was no place for a dog and quite perhaps they were correct, but she couldn’t bare to leave orwen in a kennel just as she couldn’t bare to leave nithan with a nurse. luckily it seemed that the man orwen had stumbled upon wasn’t offended by his presence. ‘ well i like you already , my lord, ’ she replied, ‘ dogs are good judges of character, i’ve found. ’ she brushed the dark hair on her child’s head as she spoke, watching as the other brought himself to an upright position. ‘ aye, if we all had the ability to sleep on our mother’s chests in the middle of the day, i believe the kingdoms would be a much happier place. ’ 

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talilablossoms‌:

“But I cannot laugh with them the way I have with you,” she replied, defending her somewhat judgemental assessment of the foreign men surrounding King’s Landing. “I think I shall, it is always nice to speak to Lady Aliandra.” Talila quipped, arm wrapped around his own in a good natured manner. “I do love the sea, I could never part from it.”

' northern men have their own humor, ’ he countered, though he wasn’t sure he understood it either. cultural difference is what he left it to. ‘ she and daria came with me, they should be around the castle somewhere. i’m sure they’d both be happy to see you... it’s a beautiful thing. dangerous, but beautiful. ’

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lester made his way through the large castle halls, pausing by a small counter that held a wine bottle and a few glasses. it’s honestly quite hard to find the oldest baratheon without a wine glass in his hand during diplomatic visits such as these. as he poured himself a glass he caught an older noble that seemed to be talking another’s ear off about such dull matters. it amused him for a few moments but after a while he began feeling bad for the poor person keeping up with the old noble’s chatter. “excuse me, i believe there was a noble searching for you just a moment ago.” he said with a charming smile, somewhat managing to convince the man to drop the conversation. “i apologize, but even i was internally suffering listening to that man.” he mused.

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she chuckled slightly, watching the older man toddle away. ‘ thank you for that. i understood that he .. knew my father, i believe, but nothing much else he was saying made much sense. ’ she smiled lighting, her hand pressed to the back of the small child wrapped tightly to her chest. ‘ i thought i’d be here all night. ’