lynora

[lynoratarly]

visxionaries​:

It was with a slow, startling realisation that Cedric Tyrell came to realise there was not a part of him that felt a sense of pity for the situation the Lady of Horn Hill had found herself within; as though he had no space in whatever else was occurring within his heart and his mind, to contemplate feeling guilt for anything else would no doubt be simply too much - even for a King to handle. What was the correct way for Kings to grieve, how quick were they expected to get back upon their feet and continue the ruling of a world that was everything they did not want it to be, and more.

How in the dark Lynora Tarly truly was, was a matter he believed should remain hidden in the dark until they all drew their last breaths. It felt as though he were looking upon her beyond a veil of truth, as though he could see her entirely, and yet she could not see the full capacity of the truth. It was a necessary lie, now more than ever before; the Tarly numbers needed to be in hand. “Lady Tarly…” Cedric spoke, a part of him knowing and recognising that guilt that came with feeling as though one needed to try and explain things for a treacherous family member.

Who was the treacherous family member within House Tyrell, truly? Were they not equally steeped in betrayal at this point?

“I can assure you, I am wholly aware and accept the fact that you are in no means accountable for the words of your Lord Father.” His voice was firm, as it needed to be in this situation; there was no need for her own reputation to be tainted. She was a daughter, with a heart that obviously aligned with the love she bore her father - as well as wishing to see her family well. It was only natural, was it not? 

“It would do you well to wipe away the notion you are responsible or accountable for him, to me or to any other member of this court. You are his daughter, and he would rather die in this matter rather than remain in this world to guide you.”

As he uttered her name once more, Lynora lifted her head to look at his eyes once more. She nodded at his advice. “I suppose that is true. His love for me was not enough...” That realization was hard to come to terms with. The sweet girl had such a big heart and for others to not react the same? It was a fact in this cruel world that she was quickly being taught. 

“You..., I apologize if this is an awkward question to ask my King, but you have always been rather close to my family..” Lynora took a deep breathe before speaking again. “You don’t suppose that others might write me off for marriage, do you? Not wanting to be connected to my father’s name? I ask due to the fact that I know if a woman is written off in such a manner that her circumstances go south rather quickly. We live in a world where status and reputation is very important. Now I’ve never let that fact bother me much but now it’s something I fear I have to be acutely aware of. With my brother being so important to you and your cause.. I don’t want to become an embarrassing spinster and bring shame." Her mind was working on overdrive, thinking of every possible way her life could go from this point. 

[lynoratarly]

Who: @merynpeake​ Where: The Dornish Ball

Lynora entered the ballroom, looking around. She hoped to find Harlon quickly so she didn’t feel so out of place. With all going on she took comfort in her brother’s familiarity. With Harlon out of sight, her eyes went to Meryn. He too was a comforting presence for her. She scanned the room and made sure his father wasn’t within sight before approaching him. “Hello.” She gave a small curtsey. 

[lynoratarly]

merynpeake​:

   “Oh you must, this whole trip would be a waste if you didn’t get to enjoy the Dornish waters. Though don’t go too far, my maester taught us that there are sharks in the Dornish oceans.” When Lynore mentioned going to the ball together, Meryn quickly felt himself blush a little. “Oh I don’t know if I would be allowed to, father wouldn’t want me to embarrass you during the ball. But perhaps we could meet up once we both arrive? That way it will be like we are kind of going together?” 

“Right, well yes. I understand. I would not want to be cause to upset him and then have you suffer his wrath. Do not fret.” Lynora answered, holding one of her friend’s hands between both of hers. “That would be just fine.” She nodded, giving a small smile. 

[lynoratarly]

visxionaries​:

♠

Lady Lynora Tarly, the trueborn daughter of Horn Hill; with more a claim to the mighty forces than the current man preparing to take lead in ruling over the lands that were never meant to be his to begin with. She was a lamb, caught in a crossfire of politics and ensuring the forces were secured within the hand of the King of the Reach - constantly caught in the unaware, whilst having no idea how truly in the dark she was. The man had dealt with petitions, clasped hands and those getting upon their knees for the sake of begging for a fourth chance for their loved one, who had long since resigned themselves to entering another life.

And yet, to look upon the trembling clasped hands of she who had truly been a victim of his own cunning and what felt like endless schemes, caused a slight twist within the bottom of his stomach. She was a sister in the eyes of the world, and in her own beliefs, to Harlon - his own true brother by blood at least; she would have no idea that the she had no drop of blood binding her to her older brother. He remained sat, noting the look of desperation in her orbs; how he was going to break her heart. “Lord Alan Tarly has had his three chances, Lady Tarly. There is no reason why he deserves more of a chance of mercy than the others who have already bled upon the block.”

Lynora gave a small nod, looking down to hide any tears that threatened to spring forth. “Yes, I understand...” She sniffled, knowing better than to lose her composure in front of the King regardless of how heartbroken she felt. “I apologize on behalf of the Tarly family name that he chose to be so treacherous.” She thought on her late mother and how disappointed she would have been to know how far her husband had fallen. “I.. I hope that you do not look on me poorly because of it. If I could have changed his mind I would have. But.. even so, thank you for your generosity of giving him more than one chance.” He hadn’t had to. Perhaps it was due to his bond with Harlon. 

[lynoratarly]

merynpeake​:

   “The water is absolutely amazing. Me and my brothers went for a swim the other night. It really helps with the Dornish heat as well. If you get the chance Lynora to actually get to swim in it, then you simply must take it.” When she asked about the ball, he hummed for a second weighing his words. “I think I shall be, father wants all of us at the ball of course, but I think he would much rather I let my eldest brother keep the attention. He is after all the heir and future of our family.” 

“I will make sure to do so at some point.” Lynora nodded as she listened to his response. “Shall we attend together then?” She asked. “Then we won’t be wallflowers with no one to dance with.” She gave a small laugh.

[alysmond]

Lucrezia Borgia in The Borgias

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[lynoratarly]

merynpeake​:

   Taking her hand he allowed himself to be pulled back and up onto his feet, a smile still on his face. “That was the best I’ve done yet! Since father has been so bust, I’ve had so much more time to practice doing that without having him scold me for acting like a fool or a monkey.” Wiping the sand off his back, he nodded his head. “Oh yeah, yeah I am fine! Thank you, Lynora.” His smile growing on his face, “Have you gone swimming in the Dornish ocean yet? I once read in one of my stories that Dorne has many different types of sharks in its water, but I am sure they can’t come too close to the land. They’d get stuck in the sand! Unless they can walk like the Lizard Lions of the Neck!” 

“I can’t say that I have. Although it looks lovely out in the waters. So clear, so blue.” Lynora smiled and kicked off her sandals to let her toes be tickled by the water as it ebbed and flowed against the shore. “Say, do you have plans to attend the ball?” She asked curiously. 

[lynoratarly]

Who: @visxionaries​ Where: Highgarden, The Reach

“Your Grace.” Lynora curtsied and bowed her head before the King of the Reach. “Thank you for agreeing to meet with me.” Her family had always been close to the Tyrells, her with Helena and Harlon with Cedric. She was loyal to them through and through but unfortunately it appeared as if her father wasn’t. He was stubborn to a fault and his life was going to be cut short because of it. Lady Tarly took a deep breath and collected her thoughts before continuing to speak. “King Tyrell... my brother has informed me of all that has taken place with our father. I was unaware that he was so staunchly opposed to signing the documents...” She still couldn’t wrap her mind around it. “Your sister had promised me that she would speak to you on the matter as I had asked her for more time. My father is stubborn but I don’t believe he is far past listening to reason. I haven’t had the opportunity but given the chance perhaps I could sway him to our side.” It was the plea of a daughter not wanting to see her father go to his grave. Her hands were shaking so she clasped them in front of her, silently begging them to stop their tremors. “I... I know it is a large request.” 

[lynoratarly]

merynpeake​:

   Lynora had always been one of Meryn’s best friends. They were the same age and Horn Hill and Starpike had not been that far of a ride from one another. They also both came from two marcher families. She had also never been judgemental of him, even when the other boys his age in the yard would snigger and sneer. He was so happy that she was in Dorne too, and that he wouldn’t be alone there. At the moment the two of them found themselves on one of the Dornish beaches. He was currently doing cartwheels, and flips in the sand to entertain his friend, but he wanted to show her a new trick he had been working on, and so doing a handstand began to walk on his hands, smiling. 

“Look, Lynora! I told you I could do it!.” Though as he spoke, the light and loose shirt he wore, soon fell down off his stomach, and rather over his eyes, blocking him from seeing, where he then found himself tripping over his own hands and lying on his back.

“Ok, it seems that trick still needs some work.” 

@lynoratarly​

Lynora had gone through such an upheaval as of late, everything changing and quickly too, but thankfully one thing that remained the same was the bond she always had with Meryn. The two had been close ever since they were small, always knowing that they could trust the other with their deepest secrets. To be there with him was exactly what she needed to lift her spirits. She found great amusement in his antics and watched with a smile on her face. A smile, something that was typically always on her face had been scarce given recent events, to wear it again felt like some semblance of normalcy. As he crashed to the ground, her hands went to cover her mouth as she laughed. “Oh Meryn, are you alright?!” She could barely contain her giggles as she got up to help him back to his feet. 

[lynoratarly]

harlonvflowers​:

harlon did his best to ignore the questions being thrown at him. it would be best for her not to know. she was young and innocent and gods he wished he could just keep it that way. he did not wish to burden her with everything happening around them. she could happy and free from it all. but that was foolish thinking and lynora was not a child. she was her own woman she deserved to know the truth. 

the painter sighed, placing her bag down on her bed. “father had refused to the sign the document king cedric has sent out in support of his rule. all his advisors have spoken with him, i have spoken with him and he will not budge. he has set up our soldiers outside of horn hill to face off against cedric’s guard when they come. i am trying to avoid anyone from being hurt. father will be arrested tomorrow night and i will ensure everyone will be safe. but i cannot have you here incase something goes wrong.” he told her. “please, this is a chance to have everyone make it out of this alive.”

“Refused... the King’s guard are coming here?” Lynora asked. “No, no that can’t be. Helena promised me that she would speak to him on my behalf and ask for more time. I told her I would speak to father and convince him to sign! Why is this happening so fast? If he is to be arrested... then what?” She asked, confusion and fear all over her face. “Helena promised me Harlon. How are we to just let this happen?” 

[lynoratarly]

harlonvflowers​:

this was one of the hardest things he had to do. but a choice needed to be made and he was the only one who could do it. lord tarly needed to be stopped before he got a lot of good men killed because of his own stubbornness. how hard was it to sign one document? of course he had to let his ego get in the way. the plan was already in motion for tomorrow night, which meant he needed to ensure everyone would be safe. luckily the rest of his siblings were out of the keep already, which just left lynora.

harlon did his best not to startle his younger sister, but he needed to ensure they would wake no one else up. “something is going to be happening tomorrow night and i cannot have you in horn hill when it does. it may be dangerous.” he told her, his tone serious. “i am sorry i have to do this but i need you to pack quickly and i have a carriage waiting to take you to highgarden. i’ve arranged for you to stay there for a little bit. it will be nice, you can see your friends.”

“Something dangerous?” Lynora asked, her eyes going wide as she tried to take in all the sudden information after being woken from a deep sleep. What place could have been safer than her own home? “Harlon, what is it? What’s happening?” She questioned. “Please don’t leave me out of the loop again.” She pleaded. “Everyone is always going places and leaving me in the dark.” Her face was colored in worry and fear. “If I’m to leave my home in the middle of the night with no warning, I need to know why.” 

[lynoratarly]

Who: @harlonvflowers​ Where: Horn Hill 

Lynora was sound asleep in her bed, as she had been for hours at this point, when she felt a strong hand come up to cover her mouth. Her eyes shot open and she was about to shriek before she realized who it was that had intruded upon her slumber. “Harlon?..” She asked in the darkness, sitting up to look at his face that appeared plastered in concern. “Brother, what is it? What’s wrong?” She asked, her eyes scanning over his for any trace of what it could be. 

[elizabethboleyn]

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Day  4: Favourite Costume - Lucrezia’s teal dress with gold detailling

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[lynoratarly]

helenatyrells​:

helena tyrell sat in her personal chambers, sharing afternoon tea with her daughter when one of her ladies, lynora of house tarly specifically, requested a moment alone with her. if it was anyone else, helena would have likely told the person to wait, valuing her time spent with her daughter. but given the woman’s role in the reach’s official spy ring, she assumed lynora wished to share information that would likely be both valuable and confidential. helena slowly raised from her seat, “of course. this way.” she raised her hand, directing her to the other side of her rooms that led to a pair of wooden oak doors.

leaving cerenna in the audience chamber, the pair made their to helena’s private offices. she walked with the deportment that was expected from the pearl of highgarden. she does not utter a word to the woman as they walk, instead she embraces the silence as she sits with her anticipation of what lynora wishes to share. closing the door behind her, the tyrell princess spins swiftly on her feet, facing her lady. “what is it you wished to speak about, lady lynora?” 

🌹 “My father.” Lynora answered, finding a place to sit before she continued. “You see, he and I had a conversation recently and it led me to believe that he is rather hesitant to sign your brother’s new law. Well..., more than hesitant actually.” She admitted, brushing some hair out of her face with her delicate fingers. “So I came to ask for a bit more time for my family to sign the official documents. My father can be stubborn but he’s not entirely without reason. Given a bit of time I know I can convince him otherwise. He’s an older gentleman and as you know the older generation can be very stuck in their ways and afraid of change and progress. But as his daughter I can appeal to his sensibilities in a way no one else is able. I can change his mind.” 

[lynoratarly]

Who: @helenatyrells​  Where: The Reach

During the festivities of her brother’s wedding to Lady Rhea, Lynora had had a rather enlightening conversation with her father. It had gotten her thinking so much that she decided to bring it to the princess of the reach.  “Helena, may I have a moment of your time?” She asked, stepping into the room. “There was something rather important that I wanted to speak to you about.” There was a look of anxiety and concern on her face. 

[lynoratarly]

what do you think about your future sister in law? does it worry you that as mistress of whispers she could just be a liar and a manipulator?

I think she is lovely. She has been nothing but kind to me and her love for my brother is true. Besides, I trust Harlon's judgement. If he trusts her, so do I. As far as her title, that doesn't naturally mean she's a liar nor a manipulator. It just means that she has a great deal of knowledge about many things. Also, I don't make it a habit of judging people.

[alatariiels]