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DAVID LINDSAY, the EARL of CRAWFORD. I hear HE is MATICULOUS, but also SKEPTICAL.

[iamnamjooning]

@isabella-de-luna

“ does it look like i am interested in whatever it is ye’re offering. “ of course his tone was harsh, underlined by his strong scottish tongue. days had been stressful, nights short as he had heard rumors about his son. unnesecarry things that kept his mind rotating with unpleasant images und thoughts. mayhaps to harsh to a lady, but he sincerely did not care.  “ surely ye have somewhere else to be. “ he spoke clearly disinterested in her. david was not sure if he had met her before, it was possible, but he could have been drunk. however, his sour mood from two days ago was still with him and would not so easily leave him either. 

[iamnamjooning]

@eleanorbrandon

“ i am afraid i am short of time since my presence is required with my king, lady brandon. ------ i do not wish to rush our conversation but perhaps i shall make time for a walk in the gardens in the afternoon, if that would be to yer liking ? “ he did not like letting his majesty wait, but he did also not want to disappoint a young lady such as lady brandon. 

“ i shall meet ye by the fountain ? ---- “ he offered before he bowed his head and went on to his meeting with the king. which turned out to be rather short but was filled with thoughts of political matters and private problems. 

[iamnamjooning]

@cfnorfolk

the earl had tried to draft letter which more or less were of private matters concerning his son, yet he had been disturbed greatly by children deciding it would be fun to knock in his door and run. it did not do well with his sour mood being tested. currently working on his sixth draft of the same letter as it knocked again, this time he did not dare to ignore it as he got up and sprinted toward the doors opening them angrily speaking, yelling at the children for he thought it was not funny, rather annoyed by it and their manners by not being punished by it. his face might have been emotionless but the cold tone of his voice made a little girl cry. " oh for gods sake... " he cursed underneath his breath as david sighed, rolling his eyes.

it seems he would never have the luck to deal with children. though as to why was burdening him with such a curse was still unknown to him. his son, these children...he was tired of it.

[iamnamjooning]

capping at five. hit it. 

[getthelala-deactivated20190721]

♣ Favorite Game of Thrones Characters - Robb Stark

“You think I’m fighting this war so they’ll sing songs about me? I want to go home.”

[sunsetquotes]

I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.

F. Scott Fitzgerald; The Great Gatsby (via sunsetquotes)

[rhaenysthedragon]

the conversation had been churning along at a predictable pace as the ladies radcliff and barrel discussed light matters over light fare and tea. as beautiful as the day was — the sun was out, showing off its brightness and warmth; birds and insects sang and hummed everywhere; the green and late summer hues were intoxicating — meg was disappointed but unsurprised by how unaffected her company remained. whereas the very state of being outdoors unlocked a delicious, romantic impulse within herself, the old ladies were happy to talk of people they knew and things they had done and places they would go.  yet, meg was left languishing as they made even flowers sound dull and boring.

excusing herself from the conversation, meg was happy to run (literally) away from the conversation. her shoes tapping lightly and quickly against the cobblestone was all she could hear as she moved along the tall hedges of the gardens. she yearned for something, anything fun. perhaps her cousin was holding a banquet for some foreign ambassador and she had forgotten about it. turning a sharp corner, meg nearly collided with an unknown figure.  “i’ve almost trampled you! please, forgive me.” 

[iamnamjooning]

the earl had gotten message that his son somehow had managed to find his way to his estate back in scotland and was furious as to how he had done it. his son was a disappointment for not only his family and his pride but also for scotland’s sake. next time god made their paths cross he was not sure if he could be able to hold back his anger and betrayed trust of his own blood. 

he had found a group of young men training their sword skills when he, without a single care but anger he had not yet let out joined them and perhaps went a little to hard on them, hence the sweaty curls that clinged to his forehead before he nearly collided with a petite form on his way back to the castle. he had to arrange an audience with the king so he could go back to scotland. 

“ might i suggest you be a bit more careful, your grace. ------- “ of course he would recognize the young woman anywhere, he grew up in scottland and knew off the family affairs since he was always keeping track. the sides of his lips moved up only slightly yet returned to the thin line it usually  displayed when he wasn’t speaking. “ lady douglas, a pleasure to see you again. you have blossomed into a rather wonderful young lady if i may be so bold. “

[iamnamjooning]

“ of course, yer majesty. “ david, as polite as he could be let the queen go through the doors first before he followed, step after step. “ have you enjoyed the festivities, yer majesty. surely you must have had lots of fun. --- it pains to admit, but the english certainly know how to celebrate a good feast. “ the earl spoke, choosing an easy topic for starters. 

[itsdarkinsidee25]

Richard Madden photoshoot para Saturday Times

[iamnamjooning]

@kitstark​

the earl had retired early this. he had some business to take care of and was to be found in his quarters near the kings chambers writing letter after letter, skillfully the feather and ink moved over the paper, the sound of light scratching heard only by quiet ears as the words came out as if he was in trance. he might not admit it to himself but he was hurt incredibly by the betrayal of his own blood and drowned himself in work and fine wine, the picture of his son crossing his mind every free minute, the hate in his eyes as well as he frustration of it too, the missfortune of it not having worked and the pain in david’s eyes reflected in the mirror before it was punched to pieces. 

he ignored the knock on his door on purpose, had even told servants that he would not receive any visitors unless it was the king himself. with his already sour mood it was rather dumb of the person to come in anyway, he did not even glance up and kept seaking while writing. “ i suggest ye make yer business quick, for i do not have any interest in it. ” words were spoken without a hint of emotion, monotone as he kept on writing his correspondence. 

[iamnamjooning]

“ lady cromwell. ---- “ he spoke, knowing that name. a well known last name amongst nobles of court of the english as well as the scottish. “ a pleasure to make yer acquaintace. ” perhaps it was his little attitude he had lately that went through with him but he did not mind the small flirt they had going on. “ ye might be right, mi’lady. i am afraid thought, that i do not lack confidence and therefore rather make a fool of myself, which i do not like at all. “

[iamnamjooning]

“ ye have not disrupted my day at all, yer majesty. “ the thick accent rolled of his tongue so easily as he spoke. “ we do indeed, but nothing is of importance at this time of the day. perhaps, yer’d like to join me for a walk in the gardens after i have brought these back to where they belong? ---- surely a break would be beneficial for both parts. “ bearded features offer a smile to the queen.

[iamnamjooning]

“ i am only doing my duty, lady douglas. “ david smiled reserved. god forbid if something happened to the sister of the king, it did not matter if she lived in england or not. david chuckled at the woman's words as he kicked the horse to start walking, " of course not, lady douglas. we all know ye're not a particularly easy slave of the insides of the castle. i am simply thinking one day ye might not be as lucky and it'll end up far worse if ye're not be careful. " making sure the woman in front of him was secure between his arms before they started galloping through the crowd of english people towards the castle. out of the town. " certainly yer brother, his majesty, would not be pleased to hear such news of ye being rather careless of yer safety. " as usual david was bold with his words but honest as he spoke to the kings sister. he was not known for being gentle and crawling up ones arse when speaking, not even with a woman. his words, however, were not judging the young lady. he had not been any different when he was younger, before he had gotten wake up call made by decision he would later in live regret. " perhaps, if ye wish, i shall accompany ye the next time ye want to go to town. simply for protection given current circumstances. "

[maddennfl86]

Richard can somehow always pull off a turtleneck and I’m not complaining.

[ghcstofyou]

it was not difficult in the slightest for kit to get her name on an invitation to the masquerade. her vast wealth and the ability to be quite charming when she needed to be had granted her entrance into the inner circle of the court, enough so that an invitation would only seem commonplace, perhaps even impertinent if it were missing. of course, she had stolen away only the finest fabrics for herself, her seamstresses working tirelessly to create a gown that mirrored the night sky so succinctly that she felt like the queen of the night. her headdress, adorned with enough jewels to be considered a crown and silk flowers as finely crafted as the real ones, lay heavy on her head like a diadem of the stars, but the weight was nothing. she luxuriated in the anonymity granted by the navy mask as she entered the ball.

soon, she had a drink on her hand and was milling about. some were easy to identify, mostly the men. the duke of warwick and his exceptional height. the princess of france with her hair of fire. the king himself. some, though, she could only identify by their dress or jewels, items she had sold, betraying their identity. you would be hard pressed to find a soul in this room not displaying an article of her empire. she eventually settled herself near the band, enjoying the music. she found herself next to a courtier, and she thought it might be fun if she did not try to glean their identity. “what a wonderful spectacle, is it not? i see no expense was spared.” she said idly, turning towards the person nearest.

[iamnamjooning]

the earl of crawford absolutely hated balls like this, especially the mask on his face but what was he do to. he never bragged with riches nor did he take it for granted the things he had earned in life. david did not stand out in the masses of sparkling gowns and grand masks. he, in fact, kept it easy and simple so he could get rid of it quickly in case of an emergency. he had merely spend money on a new kilt but not one penny on new clothes for the ball. “ wait and see, in two days when they sober up, they’ll regret spending the money for they will cry about in secret how broke they are. ” his voice rather neutral as he took in the presence of the woman in front of him, her own just as extra as the ones of others but perhaps ab it more love for the detail, a very fine tailored dress indeed. “ it seems neither have you, mi’lady. -------- ” he looked rather plain next to her, nearly invisible yet the less he was noticed the earlier he could leave and deal with more important matters at hand. 

[actuallynormal]

It really was like a dream. Better than a dream. Ella couldn’t wait to write down all that had happened, so that she might remember every single bit of it just as if she were telling her mother and father about the palace ball and her time with the prince.

Cinderella (2015)

[iamnamjooning]

“ i admit, i am not yet disappointed. you do got quite the mouth for a woman young as yerself but that does make it much more interesting. -- a rather foolish but admirable feature. “  he complimented her, in the time they had danced he was surprised at least fice or six times by her open words, other noble men it might had shocked, david on the other hand was entertained. it was different and she seemd smart enugh to now when to use it and when not.