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princessbeyondthewall:

fierystag:

More and more wildings were coming into the Night’s Watch and Stannis did not like that. There was no record of their numbers, no way of knowing if they had armies or if their threat was real and now there was another king beyond the wall, a princess and prince both providing a future for the free folk. “Would you speak to your own king in such a way, princess?”

“Not for as long as I am held prisoner in his name” Val knew Stannis had no sense of humor, making the joke may not have been the wisest of decisions but she had done her fair share of bowing to the Baratheon King and his family. She had bent the knee, she’d even agreed to marry a knight of his choosing many moons ago, she had shown her fealty in more ways than were expected of a Wildling. She had earned her previous words. However, the Wildling Princess had enough sense to not leave that as the only thing said. It took her a moment to reign herself in but once she had she was quick to follow it up with “I was unaware it was my king who had honoured me with his presence, forgive my earlier rudeness.” There, that might soothe any anger she had caused. It was a pain but a necessity to play nice with this King, even more so than usual. She had heard from Jon that Stannis was beginning to grow distrustful of the Wildlings, despite his original acceptance of them, and that worried her a great deal.

The attack last year had caused doubt in Stannis’ mind and under the advice of Melisandre, Stannis did not think it was a wise move to trust the wildings as he once had. Yes, the princess of these free folk had bent the knee and agreed to marry a night of Stannis’ choice but something was off. “You are forgiven, but on this occasion only.” Stannis poured himself a cup of wine and offered the princess one. “Your people have been here a while, how are they adjusting?”

#& val

queenmxker:

“you have no use for gold with me and i have none with you. if you will not share theni will not persist with my question anymore. your ancestral seat will stay with you and your family. i do not want it. it will stay with your daughter or a son that you may have one day. you only want me for your house seat. i am more than that and if this is your courtship then you need to improve on it, your grace. i cannot be with you as a wife.”

"It was an expression. Men can be made rich or poor but once his secrets are revealed than he is little of worth.” Stannis had his secrets and no doubt Arianne had plenty of her own but if they were to rule together then there had to be some trust. “I know my courting skills are tired but I have no need for games. I have been honest and open with you Arianne.”

#& arianne

arrynheir:

Harrold would always show kindness to Stannis Baratheon because he was his first ally and then his reputation of a man with honour. A cold man but still one with honour. “I hope that it will be for you. We have never had a guest say that they have had an unpleasant time so I am sure you will like it here. Your chambers are all prepared for yourself and your closest party.”

Stannis had never liked the Vale or any other kingdom recently, other than his own of course. The Vale was always separate from any other kingdom. They had a physical position to ignore the world and go about their daily lives like nothing had changed. “I expect nothing less.” Stannis smiled, at least he did flash the briefest of smiles anyway. “Now, we have plenty to discuss. Have you feasted yet or are you doing it at a later time?”

#&harrold

princessbeyondthewall:

It was another cold and dreary day at Castle Black, the snow fell as usual and all who need not be outside were taking shelter within the castle’s walls. There was one however who braved the cold, a woman in a bearskin cloak who seemed neither bothered nor eager to get inside. She was a sight that the men of the nights watch had long since become accustomed to, one many of them enjoyed as a matter of fact. Val, the Wildling Princess. It was a well-known fact that Val hated to be idle, she didn’t like to be huddled up inside all day and if she got bored well…gods help them all. Despite her having lived at Castle Black for many years she had still not grown fond of the Crows that surrounded her day in and day out, when she got bored she would often take to fighting them under the guise of ‘training’ and very few escaped without injury. It was perhaps for that very reason that all the trainees below breathed a silent sigh of relief as they saw someone approach her. Val, however, was less pleased. She had become accustomed to having to deal with the southerners on behalf of her people but that did not mean that she enjoyed it any more than when she had first bent the knee to Selyse Baratheon. She didn’t bother to turn around to address them “Whatever you are here for must be very important to bring you this far north” It was only a little patronizing, that was something Lord Crow had requested she work on when dealing with the people south of the wall.

#& val

arrynheir:

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Harrold hated his crown. It never seemed to fit right although everyone else seemed to like it and assure him that it was good. He was never meant to be King and never wanted it so that was why he thought that did not feel good. He only wore it on special occasions and for when guests came to the Vale. “Welcome to the Vale and the Eyrie. I hope that you have a pleasant time here.”

Unlike most of the kings in the realm, Stannis wore no crown unless it was for official business. It seemed to be the fashion of the young kings to showcase their titles on the heads piece they wore. “I hope it will be a joyous time.” Stannis smiled as he dismounted his horse. “I hope my guest and I have chambers already.”

#& harrold

queenmxker:

“i am curious to know your biggest one, if you will share it with me, your grace. you would not only be king consort, you would be king of the storm. for a woman to be queen in her own right is such a rarity that i would not have it taken away from me when i have lost so much and the only person i did love died to help me keep my right. a crown matrimonial would be good but dorne is mine, not my husbands just like the storm is your families seat. if you want me as your wife and queen, you must court me.”

“A man’s regrets are very similar to his secrets and they are worth their weight in gold.” For that very reason, Stannis would not be sharing any regret or secret with another living soul or god. Chapels, like many places, had their own spies and whispers. “My ancestral seat will be given to House Martell the moment I pass and your brother takes the very throne I sit on. I have nothing to gain from our union, only to secure a future for my house and yours.”

#& arianne

acrownedwclf:

As soon as Robb spotted Stannis in the great hall, he knew it would not be a simple and lighthearted conversation. His jaw clenched as he stood up to welcome his guest. “Indeed, Your grace” He answered through greeted teeth “Though my kingdom is already large enough as it is, I don’t need any more land.” Of course Stannis knew about Aegon and the Iron Islands. Everyone knew and everyone was surprised that Robb had not tried to reclaim his lost kingdom.

"The north may be the largest in the lands but you suffered terribly during the famine. I hear some of your lands have still not recovered.” To gamble something so large as the north against someone who was determined he was the lost prince was a risky move at best. Robb was new to ruling as a king still and his mistakes only seemed to be more frequent. “And how many men have you sent to reclaim your lost kingdom?”

#& robb

xiijonx:

jon remembered the attack the wildlings brought to the wall. he also remembered the white walkers that existed beyond the wall, too. yes, they lost men; but so did the wildlings. “they were born on the wrong side of the wall; that doesn’t make them monsters for wanting to find a safe haven for their people.” jon spoke one point of view. “i have requested more man from the the regions, in the meantime, if that helps to lessen your concern.” jon spoke; suggesting that there would be a change in their numbers, more, sooner than later. “we may have lost over fifty men; but we also, gained two thousand men to fight with us. the wildlings, who have fought for no men, have agreed to fight with us against the dead; if we should need to protect the realm against the white walkers again –not to mention we have extra hands to help build the part of the wall that was destroyed.” jon added; proving that his command; had benefited them in the end.

There was a time in which Stannis had held out some hope for Jon and even promised to legitimize him but the man before him was not the same man who had been offered this generous offer. He was a sympathizer and a man that could be the first to destroy the nights watch. “And what men shall we give? We’ve given all that we can for a cause that seems to be the ramblings of mad men.” The talk of white walkers attacking the wall was something Stannis had no time for but still the people had demanded answers. “Can you swear fully that the free folk are truly your men?”

#& jon

queenmxker:

“and in hindsight is when we can only see our regrets. i know mine. do you know the ones that you have or do you even have any, your grace? you must know that my counsellors will be encouraging me to take this match but i do not want to marry a king. to marry a king and not marry a lord would only make me queen consort and you’d get dorne. it would be the same for any other king. i put dorne before my needs and wants. ”

“Like most men I have regrets but they are mine to contend with.” The biggest regret was a mixture of things but if Stannis dwelled on them for too long it would cause his mind to wonder and ask questions he was not prepared to answer. To reduce Arianne to just a queen consort was not in the fiery stag’s plans but he could understand her concern. “And if I marry you I will only be the king consort of Dorne. We can both sign a Crown Matrimonial, giving us both equal reign over the others lands.”

#& arianne

xiijonx:

jon was fully aware of the dislike some of the brothers and the king, had against the wildlings. yet and still he saw it in their best interest to keep the wildling as an ally, than an enemy. more men who can help them fight against the true evil that exist beyond the wall, the better, he concluded. “the wildlings aren’t our enemies anymore –they are our allies.” jon snow breathed. “–they fought with us, against the white walkers and they protected my body after ser alliser and his followers murdered me.” jon breathed. the commanders brown hues gazed across the room, his cinnamon orbs founding the harden surface of the stone wall. “–my men and i have sworn to protect the ‘realm of men’ with our lives; that still stands true.” jon answered.

To consider the very group of people who had once attacked the very caste in which they were feasting friends was outrageous. If Stannis had the wall, he’d make each Wildling regret the moment they decided to even come close to his castle. “They attacked the castle. Your numbers dwindled drastically because of them and yet you call them brothers.”

#& jon

queenmxker:

“and the love that he had for his family. i was a foolish girl and once doubted that but he was always right and far smarter than anyone. while the rest of the country was at war dorne was a safe haven for the royal family. little myrcella may not be royal any more but i still care for her. if i marry you will it bother you that i wanted your little brother first? ”

"Only in hindsight and can we truly see your grace.” So many times in his life Stannis has looked to the past to learn what to make of his future. He looked to Robert and the many mistakes he had made as king and now Renly, letting his heart rule and not his mind. “You wanted a boy when you were just a girl defying her father. It does not bother me Arianne as there are bigger things that hold my worries.”

#& arianne

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House Baratheon:

Stannis Baratheon

xiijonx:

“apologies your grace, but between the wildlings, your army and my men; food here has become a bit sacres.” jon brown hues looked over at the king. “we make due with what we have; however, small it may be.” jon noted. his cinnamon orbs returned to his bowl of stew. “nevertheless, i’m sure the men here, would appreciate your kind gesture.”

"I had noticed you had housed your own enemy, a peculiar choice but the watch is yours to rule and not mine.” Stannis would have hung them all by now but ever since Jon had lay with the wilding he had seemed to develop a certain soft spot for them all. “Now, tell me. The realm is at risk and it is your job to protect it. Where do you stand in the realm?”

#& jon

acrownedwclf:

It was getting colder every day in Winterfell and even though Robb was used to it he could not help, but hope for a little warmth every day. His little walk in the courtyard this morning confirmed that today would not be the day he would stay outside for more than ten minutes without freezing. According to the maester the temperature should start to get warmer in a few days and Robb hoped he was right, too much cold could not be good for the crops and cattle.

Robb retreated into the Great Hall in the middle of the afternoon to look ove some plans. A tower in the east part of the castle was ready to collapse and the masons were waiting for his approval to start working on it. Though, he didn’t know much about towers and building stuff in general so even if the builders plan had a flaw Robb wouldn’t be able to see it.

His thoughts were interrupted by a guard announcing a visitor and he could not help the frown appearing on his face. He was not expecting anyone today, but the distraction was more than welcome.

“Send them in.”

Stannis had heard the young wolf accept that he had visitors but he had to wonder if he knew just what he was in store for. “Your grace,” Stannis dipped his head and gritted his teeth. He stood tall in Robb’s great hall as the plans to improve the castle had clearly begun. “I suppose with one less kingdom you now have enough to expand the one that gets the most attention.”

#& robb

thornedmargaery:

“Should he lose what remains of the dragons, if he does have any at all…it would appear to me that the Vale would no longer pose much of a threat. Offensively, I mean…” Margaery shrugged. “I suppose war is your expertise, it is certainly hardly mine. It’s only a thought.” She nodded at his response that he’d already spoken to Harrold. “Can it be youth at fault, truly? Robb Stark is several years his junior,” Margaery smiled, “as am I. His titular reign is young, yes, but he has been the heir his whole life long.”

“But we do not know if he has any left and that kind of uncertainty can make people act without cause.” If Aegon truly was a Targaryen then he would be the one to control the dragons without any magical aids. A Targaryen once wanted to the realm to burn and could this be the Targaryen to complete this? “Robb Stark also allowed another to take his kingdom without fight or defense. Being an heir to a warden of land is different to being a king.”

#& margaery

xiijonx:

The wall had been lacking in funds for years but to offer a king cheapest cuts of rancid meat you can imagine, made into a very basic stew., was not the customary greeting but if funds were lacking, he simply could not complain. “I must send more coin if this is what the realm’s defenders are eating.”

#& jon

queenmxker:

“i happen to think that my father was worth more than a single year. ithink thatdorne believes that as well. i believe that you could do that without me and i think that i can do it without you. you and your brother are not on civil terms, anyone in the same room can see that. if you want me as your bride you will need more than that.”

"Your father was an honorable man and that was only matched by his brain.” Doran Martell was a quiet man but many misjudged him for a weak one. He had kept Dorne safe for many years and never shown where his true alliance was. “Renly and I are working on recovering what ever we can of our relationship and that may never happen but we will be civil, aside from some comments that may fall from my brother’s mouth.”

#& arianne

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