Ymeisna Naberrie

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╰➢… 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

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@lavendernabcrrie​ continues from here;

          🔥IT HAS NOT BEEN HIS INTENTION TO GET CAUGHT like that but then again it has not been his intention to spy on her either. He has been allowed in the quarters for one purpose alone, but it slipped past his mind the moment he saw her dancing and twirling across the room. It was a sight that was not going to leave his mind anytime soon, and it actually amused him to no end. Especially when she noticed him there.

          He smirked not quite fazed by her reaction and without his purpose in his mind, he just stared at her for a few seconds. Why was he there? why has he come to the maid’s quarters? He was not exactly allowed there, but then again the Prince did what he pleased even inside of the Keep. “I’m sorry but the spectacle just made me forget why I was here.” There was no way he was going to let her forget what she was doing.

          No, it was not something bad, at all, it just amused him and he knew she was embarrassed for being found. “You will what?” He asked chuckling. “I was not aware the ladies in waiting had such fun outside of their duties, I would have come here way more often.” The Prince was playing with her, just for the sake to see her reaction.

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄 glared at the prince., crossing her arms and tapping her foot. using an angry façade in order to hide her embarrassment. the prince of the city had just seen her twirl around the room like a lovesick maiden. she was a daydreamer, and all the ladies knew that, and now the prince did too, at least he didn’t know that he was the face of the handsome stranger she was dancing with at the ball she had dreamt up in her head. her life lacked adventure and fun, so she came up with it herself, in her mind, she was a beautiful princess, with the money and power to do whatever she wanted, to be with who she wanted.

the prince’s presence simply reminded her that she lacked that. she wasn’t a beautiful princess. she was a bastard, and she didn’t much joy outside of her fantasies. “well, that spectacle wasn’t meant for you, what i do in my private time is exactly that, private. my prince.” she said, trying her best not to let the prince walk all over her. “you should really knock next time, what if i had been … indecent … in here?!” she said, raising her voice at him.

she glared at him once more. “we do not…have so much fun in our free time, in fact i…i don’t have much joy outside of my daydreams, something you would not understand. your life is a daydream.” she said in a soft voice. “so get on with it, state your business or leave.” she said, straightening her shoulders and holding her head high.

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@dragynfire continued

𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀‘s eyes widen as the prince moves closer to her., and her heart begins to beat faster, but from a different type of nervousness, one she doesn’t quite understand. his question increases the anxious feeling in her veins and she nods silently as the blood rushes to her cheeks, tainting them a pretty pink color. “yes , my prince,” she answers, sounding quite strained. when he moves away, she feels like she can breathe again. she smiles softly, when he assures her he will not harm her, though it fades when she hears the second half of his statement, her eyes widening again. and she shook her head again, “no , my prince.” she responds.

it dawns on her in that moment, the prince is toying with her. he’s enjoying the effect he has on her. she chews on her lip as she thinks of a responds. “unless you give me reason.” she says, a proud smile spreads across her face, it wasn’t a great response, but it was something. ymeisna wasn’t one to challenge anybody, so the fact that she didn’t immediately submit was an overall win for her. she was determined to prove the other ladies wrong, who had claimed that she ‘couldn’t handle’ prince aemond. and that he would ‘squash her like a bug’ so, as the prince is turned towards her , she takes the opportunity, strolling back over towards him, leaving a good bit of space between them, not getting as close to him as he was to her, but still getting close.

she tilts her head as he speaks of her inability to read, she furrows her brows, as he speaks. him? teach her how to read? why on earth would he want to waste his time doing that? spending time with her? she was beginning to regret closing some distance between them, as she was sure he could feel her heart beating rigorously. no one had ever offered before. no one had ever considered putting her first, wasting time on her, thinking about what she might want, or what would benefit her. she knows that this offer does not benefit the prince in any way. he must…he must genuinely want to help her. but why? her face falls into an almost sad expression, “you want … to reach me to read?” she questions softly. “but why?” she asks. her eyes fall to the floor, “no one’s ever… no one’s ever cared enough too..,” she whispers, more to herself than him.

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her cheeks become tinted with pink, and had it already not been obvious the effect he had on her, it was obvious then. sometimes the prince did not enjoy how he would cause people to feel intimidated, it oft led to isolation, but he knew no other way of being. it wouldn't do to make friends with the help anyway, right? in youth, before the loss of eye, he had tried. they only ever saw him as the prince and would act accordingly. it did not feel as if any of them wanted to get to know him beyond that, because perhaps it would not be appropriate.

brows raise and a small smirk forms on his lips upon her challenging statement. ah, someone who knows how to have some fun. it would be usual for her to let him walk all over her. he liked that she had a bit of a backbone. " and if i did, what would you do? " he asks curiously. this was all hypothetical, of course. as he stated before, he had no intentions of hurting her. " i would be careful about who and what you threaten, ymeisna naberrie. i happen to find it amusing. but let's say you said the same to my brother. he would not be so.. forgiving. i merely warn you because you seem.. sweet. "

the response given to his offer is not one that he expected. perhaps he did not think she would jump for joy over it, but certainly did not expect a frown to pull at her lips. did she think he was still toying with her? the offer was in fact, quite serious. " i want to teach you because i'm curious.. because i'm bored. " the lie flips off the tip of his tongue. the prince cannot be known to care or else reputation of being so cold would crumble. " if you don't want to take me up on the offer, then so be it, but know this is a one time deal. i will not offer it again. so, take a moment to think it over. i am patient and will wait. " aemond sits down again, in the chair facing her, looking to her expectantly.

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 smirked softly at his statement. “and what would you do if i was threatening you?” she chuckled. she then brushed off her empty, faux threatening façade. “i’m kidding of course, i think the mere thought of blood would make me faint.” she shrugged. “and don’t worry about me angering your brother, i try my best to stay far away from him, from all you targaryen princes, actually. well…i guess not so much anymore.” she said, smiling softly at him.

ymeisna’s face faltered as he spoke his reasoning behind wishing to teach her. she didn’t know any better than to believe him. and she looked to the ground and nodded softly. she was foolish to believe that he had any other reasoning. princes don’t teach bastards who call themselves ladies-in-waiting to read because they care. ymeisna took a moment to think, and she nodded hesitantly. “okay, i’ll take you up on your offer. at least afterwards, i can spend my lonely days reading.” she admitted with a shrug.

she didn’t mean to be so blunt with that statement. but it was true. most of her days were spent alone. she spent time with the other ladies while assisting the queen and occasionally the princesses, but that was it. she busied herself with wandering around the red keep, and she was too scared to venture outside. she was permitted to, but she had never seen the rest of king’s landing, her time here was spent at the palace and the palace only. and besides, the other ladies said that someone like her would get eaten alive out there.

[the-rogue-dragon]

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          🔥THE PRINCE FELT HER SLIP AWAY FROM HIM and had to fight the urge to return to her, to wrap his arms around her and pull her to his body. Yet he didn’t, just watched her defeated as she removed a flower from his shoulder, not to be found by any who dare ask from which lady that was. Not many wore flowers in their heads these days, it wouldn’t be hard to guess. He didn’t answer to her question, as he knew it was rethroical either way, but she was right.

          Someday. She said, they would meet again someday and he knew that to be true, maybe even sooner than she may think. That much he couldn’t know with how Alicent was with her ladies, always keeping them busy. “Sooner than you may think, my lady.” He promised, as he watched her turn around and head away from him. For a moment the Prince decided he was going to play, since both could play the same game, and without anyone to see them, he had the advantage there.

          He was not in love with her, but the young woman was a lovely distraction that he welcomed him, and even though she had refused him at first, now it couldn’t be said the same. The Prince took a turn in a hallway, and a secret passage, and he found himself in front of her, before she had time to escape this time. He smirked in her direction, as he was clearly proud of himself. “I told you we would meet again sooner than you thought.”

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 sighed softly, shaking her head at the prince. “now now, my prince. you know i must attend to my duties. i mean, without me, how else would the queen’s hair be perfect? and to your brother’s liking?” she asked with a laugh, deliberately poking fun at the seeming insignificance to her duties. “i’m afraid you must learn to share, prince daemon, or else you shall find yourself constantly missing my company.” she said with a smirk, raising her head high, triumphantly.

she walked towards him, swaying her hips as she walked, grinning ear to ear, as she slowly approached him, looking him up and down, chewing on her bottom lip. she stopped, looking up at him for a moment before pressing a quick, gentle kiss to his jaw, her hand resting on his bicep, as she walked forward more, showing her intent to leave him standing there. “don’t miss me too much, daemon.” she said, the informal nature of how she addressed him made her have to bite back a smile. she knew the rules, now matter entangled with the prince you become, you address him exactly as that, unless the two of you were wed, and they certainly were not. he could probably order her execution this instance, but she knew he wasn’t going to. daemons lack of formality is part of the reason she was drawn to him, she felt like she could be herself around him.

now, ymeisna knew these were dangerous waters. so many older ladies had warned her of him, but she truly couldn’t help it. he was dangerous, but he was also handsome and charming. he ignited a fire within her that she had never felt before. and that feeling…that feeling of being wanted…was addicting, she loved it, she was enamored with it. nobody had ever shown her this level of attention and care before. and she could help but adore him for that. he was a prince, and he could have anyone, but he wanted her, and that thought alone made her smile like a young maiden with her first crush.

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@dragynfire continued

𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀‘s eyes widen as the prince moves closer to her., and her heart begins to beat faster, but from a different type of nervousness, one she doesn’t quite understand. his question increases the anxious feeling in her veins and she nods silently as the blood rushes to her cheeks, tainting them a pretty pink color. “yes , my prince,” she answers, sounding quite strained. when he moves away, she feels like she can breathe again. she smiles softly, when he assures her he will not harm her, though it fades when she hears the second half of his statement, her eyes widening again. and she shook her head again, “no , my prince.” she responds.

it dawns on her in that moment, the prince is toying with her. he’s enjoying the effect he has on her. she chews on her lip as she thinks of a responds. “unless you give me reason.” she says, a proud smile spreads across her face, it wasn’t a great response, but it was something. ymeisna wasn’t one to challenge anybody, so the fact that she didn’t immediately submit was an overall win for her. she was determined to prove the other ladies wrong, who had claimed that she ‘couldn’t handle’ prince aemond. and that he would ‘squash her like a bug’ so, as the prince is turned towards her , she takes the opportunity, strolling back over towards him, leaving a good bit of space between them, not getting as close to him as he was to her, but still getting close.

she tilts her head as he speaks of her inability to read, she furrows her brows, as he speaks. him? teach her how to read? why on earth would he want to waste his time doing that? spending time with her? she was beginning to regret closing some distance between them, as she was sure he could feel her heart beating rigorously. no one had ever offered before. no one had ever considered putting her first, wasting time on her, thinking about what she might want, or what would benefit her. she knows that this offer does not benefit the prince in any way. he must…he must genuinely want to help her. but why? her face falls into an almost sad expression, “you want … to reach me to read?” she questions softly. “but why?” she asks. her eyes fall to the floor, “no one’s ever… no one’s ever cared enough too..,” she whispers, more to herself than him.

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 laughed softly. “I did end up growing found of dragon riding, but that first experience certainly deteriorated me from it.” she laughed softly. “your father and i certainly had a rocky start, but i would say we are something of friends now.” she smiled softly. “i see a lot of him in you, dear princess.” she said. “but you have your mother’s fire.” she told her. “which is a gift that will serve you well, princess.” she chuckled softly. “though i see you’ve gained your father’s taste for fashion.” she giggled.

she smiled as they turned the corner, pushing the heavy door to the kitchen open, and she let go of the princess’s hand to cut a piece of cake for her. “do you have any particular favorite stories, princess?” she asked as she placed the dessert onto the plate

“When she’s large enough to ride two, you may come on Moonshade with me!” Dany declared happily. She released Ymeisna’s hand as they entered the kitchen and ran immediately over to a table upon which there was always cake waiting, just in case the youngest princess happened in seeking a snack. She took the plate from her mother’s lady, but waited until she had her own plate to take a bite. She was not always the most prudent, but she had wonderful manners when she put her mind to it.

“Mother told me once how Daemon took her into the city one night to see a show. She said it was very vulgar, and I am never to go into the city myself, or she will lock, me in my room until I am of age.” She grinned, completely unabashed. “But I suppose that’s less a story than a threat.”

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 couldn’t help but laugh. “yes i’m afraid i remember that night very well, and your mother is right, it was much to vulgar, and you should probably stay out of the city until you are of age. and your father probably shouldn’t have taken your mother there either, but…daemon does what daemon wants.” she laughed. “thwt night caused quite a fuss in the court and i wouldn’t want that for you too, so do me a favour and promise me you’ll stay here in the red keep, with me, until you are of age?” she asked with a smile, tilting her head at the princess.

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 smiled passive aggressive at the stubborn, high strung prince. “unfortunately, your worship,” she started, the nickname a deliberate jab at his ego. “the princess does not want to see you, she sent for me. she does not want anymore people to see her at the moment.” she said, her smile fading quickly, her eyes cold, an expression on ymeisna that peopled did not see often.

“do you understand that? or do i need to spell it out for you further?” she said, glaring daggers into him. she had never been deliberately mean in her life, but something about the prince’s treatment of her in the that moment, struck something in her. she didn’t need him reminding her of her lack of importance.  

she moved closer to him, getting into his face. “the princess has suffered enough tonight, she does not need you making it worse.” she whispered, not breaking eye contact with him.

“i have never done anything improper in my life, i have never been violent, but for helaena, i would not think twice about carving out your second eye and feeding it to the rats. your brother is lucky he still has his balls.” she said, menacingly.

this was so out of character for ymeisna, if the prince should make the claim against her, no one in kings landing would believe him. she was always sweet, but he had cross a line, struck a nerve. and for once, ymeisna did not sit back and take it. she looked at him and raised a brow.

“do i make myself clear?”

Aemond’s lip curled in disgust at this woman, who dared to speak so to a prince. He drew himself up over her. He was not especially tall, but he had the physique and presence to seem larger, and he was happy to use it. He radiated a cold menace at Ymeisna as he sneered down at her.

“You are welcome to attempt it,” he said, his voice low and dangerous, his calm belying the tension beneath the surface. He seemed made of ice, but the same fire that filled his sister and his uncle burned in him, perhaps more dangerously than it did in Rhaenyra or Daemon now. “You may not like what happens if you lay a hand on me or my brother.” He hated Aegon sometimes, but he was a true brother - the only one allowed to threaten Aegon was him.

He took a step towards her. Her resistance was nothing more than irritating, but it was an intense irritation indeed. “You have a choice before you. Get out of my way, or see what happens when I am crossed. Is keeping me from speaking with my sister important enough that you’ll risk my displeasure?” She had not been at dinner, had not seen the fight between the princes, but he imagined that Rhaenyra had told her, else why would she be so vehement in protecting the princess’ solitude?

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀’s resolve was fading quickly, she was never one to be all that fierce. Targaryen princes had walked all over since the moment she had stepped foot in the red keep. and she couldn’t help the knot forming in the back of her throat. “you-” her voice broke., she took a deep breath and tried to remain strong, she straightened her back and tilted her head up at him. prince aemond was the last person she could show weakness too.

“you do not hold the power to harm me, prince aemond, i do not serve you. princess helaena herself requested that i do not allow anyone in. normally, it would be dalaia out here, but she’s under the weather, so, i am tending to princess helaena tonight.” she said, trying desperately to keep her head up.

she tried her best to channel her hatred towards aemond in order to continue to stand her ground against him, she was tired of these second targaryen sons walking all over her. she was tired of being taken advantage of. but, it wasn’t truly in ymeisna’s nature to hate, or to be angry, perhaps that is why she has made it this far in her life, despite being born a bastard. she befriend the right people. however, she did not want prince aemond to become an enemy, she was warned that he was not an enemy one wanted to cross, but she had a feeling that was bound to happen anyway.

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// pregnancy on new year’s is the worst

[the-rogue-dragon]

Happy New Year!!

It was by coincidence that when I started writing Daemon, I choose Eleventh to be my mun faceclaim - even though idk if someone had noticed or even cared but that’s not important - and yet it kinda is.

I started watching Doctor Who for the first time this year, and of course I started with Eleventh because of Matt… and when I watched episode one it kind of struck to me how Eleventh abandoned child Amy promising he would return five minutes later, and yet he returned fourteen years later…

It kind of been my situation here… coming and going in my TARDIS (I wish) though not saving the universe but helping my life (finally) to be better, and focusing on things that I needed to from the real world. So yes, after realizing such I decided to stick to the Doctor, and come and go in the best of my abilities.

Coming and going I’ve meet amazing partners that without them I wouldn’t be enjoying this fandom. Because of my coming and going I’m hella surprised whenever someone recognizes me, or says that they enjoy my writing, because I feel like I have been a ghost most of the year… I hope next year that changes, I hope you guys keep enjoying what little I feel I have given.

And I hope to be more present, and you guys know, just hit me up if you need me, not just for writing but for anything else, don’t be shy, I’m here for you as well, not just writing a few replies and vanishing.

I love you all!

Shout out to my special companions this year:

@notenoughmuses @incissam @agirlofwinterfell @amaidasfairassummer @lavendernabcrrie @timpahura @sah1x1s @seasonal-multimuses @capaciousllextremis @misstantabismuses @astormofsilk @eskelwolf @dragynfire @drcgnrider @bcbliophile @xx–ofmanythoughts–xx @fallesto @heirstothedragon @westerosiqueens @hosnianleft @hal-assan @realmofthedragon​ @antoniwrites @shireentheunburnt @inspireswar​

 If you’re not in the list, don’t feel unseen, I see you as well.

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 smiled softly, hand gently gripping Daenerys’s hand. She giggled softly at the dragon. “Thats a good story.” She said to herself, the dragon sparking a memory. “Well, there is one, You see, I once served Queen Alicent, a dreadful woman, as a lady-maid. However, Your Father decided to take it upon himself to make the ladies who served Alicent’s lives miserable.” She chuckled slightly. “It became a rule that when Prince Daemon was at the Red Keep, the lady maids were to use a buddy system when navigating the halls.” She said.

“Well, one night, I decided to walk alone anyway, declaring that I was not scared of the Rogue Prince, well, he found me that night.” She smiled. “He cornered me, threw me over his shoulder and dragged me kicking and screaming to the dragonpit, where he placed me on the back of Caraxes, took me soaring into the skies while I screamed and cried, while Cararxes did circles and flips and tricks until I got sick.” She told her with a laugh.

She figured the Princess would enjoy this story, it was a lighthearted story that usually made one chuckle, especially a mischievous princess like dany.

Dany does not mind Queen Alicent, though she know her mother and the Queen do not get along. Alicent has never been anything but polite to her, and she does so like when Dany comments on her clothing, which Dany does frequently, as the Queen has impeccable taste and Dany is already a young connoiseur. She can easily see Daemon going out of his way to concern Alicent’s ladies, though. He is an instigator, just as Dany is growing up to be.

She giggled at the thought of Daemon, making his way off with a lady of the court. “Did you like flying?” she demands to know. “I love it! He’s taken me up on Caraxes before, it’s better than on Syrax because of where his saddle sits!” She rides more often with her mother, but flights with Daemon are always her favorites. On her shoulder, Gerrax squeaks his agreement at her excitement.

“Have you been to the dragonpit otherwise? It is my favorite place!” In fact, she was known to sneak off just to visit it, no matter how many times her mother told her she mustn’t.

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 laughed softly. “I did end up growing found of dragon riding, but that first experience certainly deteriorated me from it.” she laughed softly. “your father and i certainly had a rocky start, but i would say we are something of friends now.” she smiled softly. “i see a lot of him in you, dear princess.” she said. “but you have your mother’s fire.” she told her. “which is a gift that will serve you well, princess.” she chuckled softly. “though i see you’ve gained your father’s taste for fashion.” she giggled.

she smiled as they turned the corner, pushing the heavy door to the kitchen open, and she let go of the princess’s hand to cut a piece of cake for her. “do you have any particular favorite stories, princess?” she asked as she placed the dessert onto the plate

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𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄 would be lying if she said she wasn't slightly afraid of Prince Aemond. Of all the people in the red keep, he was the one she couldn't figure out. Prince Daemon and Aegon were the easiest to read, Princess Rhaenyra took her awhile, Queen Alicent even longer. She had been skeptical of Helaena, but eventually drew the conclusion that the princess was genuinely that kind. But Prince Aemond was the one who stumped her. The curiosity was killing her. He was a true mystery to her, and she was determined to figure him out.

Ymeisna did not bother to knock on the door to his chambers, something she knew she should not do, but she had hoped to find the Prince in there doing something to clue her in to what was going inside his head. She didn't have any bad intentions, no plans to blackmail him or try and hurt him, she just was dying from the curiosity of not knowing what he was like.

"Prince Aemond." She said, with a sweet smile as she curtsied. "I have brought you clean sheets." She said, not waiting for a response, beginning to place the sheets on the mattress. Once she was finished, she turned to him, bowing her head to him. "I know normally Kyiara attends to you in the evenings, but I'm afraid she's feeling a bit under the weather, so I will be the one here this evening, would you like me to draw you a bath? Or perhaps fetch you something to eat?" She asked.

Ymeisna was internally screaming at the formality of it all, She just wanted to drop the whole servant act, and just talk to him. Like a normal person, but they weren't normal. He was a Prince, She was a lady-in-waiting, and it was slightly scandalous that a lady in waiting should be attending to a Prince at all, but Ymeisna's curious and talkative nature was gnawing at her inside.

She folded her arms in front of her and smiled, awaiting his response, and hoping, that he doesn't suspect anything.

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ever the studious prince, there is a book in his lap, and wine in his cup. reading is something enjoyable to him. sometimes, when helaena would find herself in his company, he would read a loud to her and the twins. they always seemed to like it and often would fall asleep to the sound of his voice. he takes a sip of the wine as she enters. immediately, aemond notices that she is not the one whom normally takes care of him and also that she entered without knocking. only helaena or his mother ever felt comfortable enough to do that.

curiosity about the lady draws him away from his book, which is disregarded off to the side along with his cup. violet hues follow after her and silently observe. it was his way of being. exterior is cold and calculated, often not giving away how he feels in any given moment lest it be used against him. the pleasantries she regards him with seem forced, but he does not say anything until she has finished speaking.

" forgive me, what is your name? " he asks out of politeness, but also out of inquisitiveness. what family is she from? he's certain that he has seen her around before, though cannot recall if they had ever spoken to each other before now. " you entered my chambers without knocking. rather rude.. i could have been indecent. next time, you will knock. " it is a command given, not open for argument. " you may go ahead and draw me a bath. "

the prince stays sitting, content to just watch her. though he knows that silence often intimidates people, as does being watched, and though he normally wouldn't care, he does not have any intentions of intimidating her. so, attention turns back to the book he had disregarded earlier. " do you know anything of valyrian history? " he doesn't expect that she does, he simply tries to make conversation.

[lavendernabcrrie]

𝐘𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐍𝐀 𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄 cannot help but be intimidated, she swallows dryly as he asks for her name, fiddling with the hem of her dress. “Ymeisna Naberrie, My Prince.” She knows he will not be able to associate her second name with a house, as she has been concealed by her mother’s last name. Though, she figures it his obvious she is a bastard. her eyes shoot to the floor as he speaks, nodding along silently in shame. she would eventually meet his eyes, her wide, doe-like eyes peering at him, like a child being scorned.

she does not hesitate to move as he tells her to draw a bath. she is beginning to regret her decision. the prince was much more intimidating than she thought. she hadn’t even spent 10 minutes with him and he already had her feeling as though she might cry. no wonder kyiara was so eager to give up her shift. she took a deep breath. there had to be more to him. nobody was just plain mean, besides, there had to be some reason why helaena was so fond of him. perhaps he was just having a bad night. or perhaps he was just being authoritative. after all, she had heard that many believed that he should be king over aegon, and there had to be a reason for that, right?

she looks over her shoulder, noticing the prince silently watching her, and her nerves spiked. he must notice this, as he speaks moments afterwards. she ponders his question for a moment, searching for a response as she continues to prepare his bath. “i’ve heard some stories, stories im sure you’ve heard a million times.” she added a laugh to that last part, hoping a joke of sorts will clear the tensions between them. “but i cannot really do my own research into the subject, i’m afraid, my prince.” she said with a shrug. “i did not have the luxury of being taught to read as you did, my prince.” she said. she did not mean it any sort of hostile way, but she knows it could sound that way, so she added a nervous laugh at the end.

“i did not mean to come off …” she couldn’t find the right words,. “i just meant…” she sighed. “i’m sorry, i’m told i have a tendency to just talk and just word vomit, especially when i’m nervous, and i don’t think before i speak, so i end up just saying a bunch of nonsense and i…” she rambled, and she started to laugh. “i’ve just done it again, haven’t i?” she chuckled.

[lavendernabcrrie]

what flavor is your soul?

honey

"sugared mel e lingua serpentis." sugared honey from a serpent's tongue. oh dearest, look how you gleam. how the sunlight dances off your shoulders, how the heavens shine across your wingtips. but you are hollow, hollow, hollow. even the taste of nectar can choke a man. sometimes the sweetest flowers hide the sharpest poison. you lie to yourself, the worst lie of all. you needn't be so obsessed with perfect. the greatest beauty lies in our faults. do you think the moon apologizes for their mara? no, their craters add to their glow. my dear, breathe. you are not an island, breathe, before the honey drowns you. you wish to be lovely, you long to be loved. but did aphrodite trade her powers for perfection? she did not. you can be beautiful, and also whole. be whole above anything else dear. a heart of diamonds is worth nothing if inchor oozes from it. inward. look within and question how well do you know yourself? little petal are you trying to be a god? why? can a god bloom from sullen soil? no. you are whole as you are.

tagged by: @the-rogue-dragon

tagging: @dtargaryenn @theotherhightcwer @sah1x1s @dream-dove @vintagemoss and anyone who sees this and wants to do this

[lavendernabcrrie]

IF YOU WERE A DEITY WHAT WOULD YOU BE THE GOD OF?

flora and fauna

you’re friendly and a benevolent force to those who respect you and your domain, but a true force to be reckoned with to those who disrespect or threaten the balance of the natural world. the forest is nothing to fear for those who take care of it, but it isn’t uncommon for people to go missing with only their faces outlined in the bark on a tree.

tagged by: @the-rogue-dragon

tagging: @dtargaryenn @theotherhightcwer @dream-dove @vintagemoss @westerosiqueens @sah1x1s and anyone who sees this and wants to do this

[ohisms]

↪  𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 .   (  a  collection  of  100+ question prompts .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . )

you’re leaving ?

can you shut up ?

are you  [ name ] ?

who am i to you ?

why should i care ?

can i come inside ?

did i do something ?

you don’t trust me ?

can we make a deal ?

are you lying to me ?

are you free tonight ?

are we going to die ?

can i come with you ?

can we call it even ?

you stay here , okay ?

you think i’m stupid ?

can you stitch me up ?

are you doing alright ?

is that … my shirt ?

who takes care of you ?

have you seen yourself ?

what took you so long ?

can’t you see i’m busy ?

who do you think i am ?

why are you helping me ?

are you happy with him ?

are we having a moment ?

are you listening to me ?

how are you so arrogant ?

how did you afford this ?

what are you doing here ?

is this all in my head ?

why won’t you look at me ?

are you here to kill me ?

do you want some company ?

are you from around here ?

do you need to lie down ?

are we on the same page ?

why didn’t you defend me ?

are you sure you’re ready ?

where is this coming from ?

where were you last night ?

you wanted to talk to me ?

will you PLEASE be quiet ?!

what was i supposed to do ?

why do you look so guilty ?

[ name ]  …  truth or dare ?

why did you bring me here ?

are you looking for someone ?

since when does that matter ?

why do you put up with me ?

THIS is your breaking point ?

what can i say to fix this ?

do you think i deserve this ?

hey ,  hey ,  are you with me ?

why are you leaving so soon ?

what do you get out of this ?

[ name ] ,  what have you done ?

do you have a minute to talk ?

did you ever actually love me ?

do you need somewhere to stay ?

why don’t you ever listen to me ?

do you hear yourself right now ?

you knew & you didn’t tell me ?

do you want something to drink ?

when did you know you loved me ?

when was the last time you ate ?

what’s your favorite scary movie ?

do you want to get out of here ?

why is this so important to you ?

can i at least buy you a drink ?

how can you think this is funny ?

are you sure you’re up for this ?

are you trying to start something ?

what are we supposed to do now ?

can we at least try to be civil ?

why won’t you just leave me alone ?

are you thinking what i’m thinking ?

why are you so concerned about me ?

why can’t you just stay out of it ?

you’re not bailing on me , are you ?

how long have you been lying to me ?

can you keep your eyes open for me ?

how long have things been like this ?

why is this suddenly such a problem ?

what ,  am i supposed to be impressed ?

do you ever wish you could run away ?

you’re going to believe them over me ?

why are you looking at me like that ?

why can’t you just tell me the truth ?

why can’t you ever take responsibility ?

what can i do to make it up to you ?

can we put this whole thing behind us ?

i’m coming to get you , where are you ?

can you stay ? just for a little while ?

why won’t you let me be here for you ?

when are you going to forgive yourself ?

is that what your nightmares are about ?

what kind of person does this make me ?

where are we supposed to go from here ?

are you TRYING to get yourself killed ?!

why can’t we just talk like we used to ?

why do these things always happen to me ?

how long has it been since you’ve slept ?

can’t we just enjoy the moment for once ?

why can’t you ever stand up for yourself ?

why haven’t you been answering your phone ?

what was i supposed to do ,  let you die ?

can you just listen and do as i say for once ?

what do you mean ,  you’re not coming back ?

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

you’d tell me if something was wrong ,  right ?

where do you go when you space out like that ?

you were going to leave without saying goodbye ?

you’ll stand by my side no matter what ,  right ?

what kind of mess have you gotten yourself into ?

i need you to sit up ,  can you do that for me ?

if you have nothing to hide ,  what’s the problem ?

you really don’t care about any of this ,  do you ?

can you just tell me everything’s going to be okay ?

you know we’re gonna have to talk about this eventually ,  right ?

[rpdepartment]

SHIPPING QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN - SFW EDITION!

[ N/SFW version here! ]

what’s the best thing about shipping for you?

what’s the worst thing about shipping for you?

do you have a pet peeve when it comes to shipping?

do you prefer to plot a ship, or would you rather “wing it”?

do you prefer fast plots, pre-enstablished relationships or slow burns?

do you have any ship bias with your muse?

what do you think about OC x canon ships? would you play any?

what do you think about self insert x canon ships? would you play any?

what do you think about crossover ships? would you play any?

what do you think about poly ships? would you play any?

do you have any popular ships?

do you ship any rarepair?

do you multiship?

would you rather ship only with mutuals, or are you open for everyone?

what’s your OTP when it comes to your muse?

what’s your NOTP when it comes to your muse?

what’s your BROTP when it comes to your muse?

is there a ship you used to like, but not anymore?

is there a ship you used to dislike, but now you like?

is there a ship you wanted to play, but couldn’t yet?

what’s something that immediately turns you off from shipping with someone?

is there any ship you will likely never play? (apart from the obvious in/cest, pe/dophilia etc, i want to believe you guys are Good)

have you ever been pushed to ship something?

have you dropped a ship in the past? why?

did you ever play a breakup?

did you ever play a hateship?

did you ever play a wedding?

would you play a “bitter exes” relationship?

would you play as a cheater, or with someone cheating on your muse?

is there any “unconventional” relationship you play, or you would like to?

do you have a favorite memory when it comes to rping a ship?

do you have a least favorite memory when it comes to rping a ship?

what’s the first ship you played?

is your muse flirty?

how would your muse react to someone flirting with them?

how many relationships did your muse have?

how does your muse handle breakups?

how easily does your muse get crushes?

does your muse have a celebrity crush?

random!!!