IT GOES.

SOFINA MARTELL,  PATROCLES GOODBROTHER, & VERA ARRYN.

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#mood

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crowncds‌; ashara dayne.

SC           /            MARTELL     ,          SOFINA.     @ofmythcs

she   wasn’t   here   for   some   lannister   king   .   out   of   respect   for   the   house   ,   perhaps   ,   or   more   out   of   duty   ,   but   for   her   ,   he   was   not   her   king   .   dayne   was   a   vassal   of   martell    ,    had   been   for   centuries   and   even   though   young   she   was   ,   ashara   never   claimed   the   lannisters   as   rulers   ,   she   had   one   ruler   .   sofina   martell   wasn’t   a   queen   ,   but   if   anyone   should   be   a   monarch   it   was   the   R I G H  T F U L   family   .   not   some   poison   blooded   rats   .    and   both   targaryen   and   lannister   were   still   nothing   but   in   her   eyes   .   ‘   princess   .   ’   ashara    greeted   ,   dipping   low   for   a   moment   before   offering   the   dark   haired   woman   a  smile   .

   IF MANY MOONS   ago   ,   one asked sofina how she felt about the coronation ,   she’d give a flippant shrug.   matters of king’s landing hardly concerned them in their dornish paradise.   but ,   an uncharacteristically large smile is on her face as she returns the greeting ,   “ and how are you on this fine day ,   ashara ?   isn’t the weather here nice ? ”   it was far more typical to see a stoic ,   uninterested glare on her resting features ,   but after a fateful encounter with the king ,   she was far more chipper than usual.

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ofhonvrs‌; eyan martell.

“luckily i’m an arryn and i’d very much rather fall through the moon door,” he added with a solemn nod of his head, although the smile never left his lips. he could never get annoyed when vera brought the subject up, knowing that she would mostly be teasing and not actually trying to make him feel bad for pushing his marriage back like most of the family did.  “we’re aiming for never.”

   “ YOU’RE SO DRAMATIC , ”   she laughs.   vera sometimes wished she inherited the gene that made her as easy-going as her uncle   --   funny ,   and sociable ,   and agreeable.   unfortunately , fate planned for otherwise.   “ i almost pity the girl.    she would’ve been better marrying into another house. ”

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mormnt‌; sansa mormont.

        ❛❛  WELL, I DON’T.  ❜❜        SHE COULDN’T help but roll her eyes and cross her arms.          ❛❛  i’m no southern lady. if i was back home i’d be training with my father’s knights or be out riding.  ❜❜          there was no gossiping or galavanting through the flowers to be had on bear island. at least not for her. the wilderness on the island always called to her, summoning her out of the keep and into the woods, normally on horseback, no matter how cold the air was.          ❛❛  i’d like to get out of this castle. the walls are suffocating, wouldn’t you say?  ❜❜          there was an entire city beyond the red keep and beyond that woods full of game for hunting. and yet here they remained.          ❛❛  surely there must be better places to explore than these halls.  ❜

   “ I MIGHT KNOW   a place you could find adventure , ”   he says ,   a grin forming on his face.   would the crew castrate him for bringing a lady onboard to impress her ?   more likely than you might think.   “ i’m heading out of the castle.   you could tag along if you wish.   ”   he rests a hand on his hip ,   brow raised to emphasis the seriousness of his offer.   “ we won’t be on horseback ,   but if you simply want a change of scenery... ”   he gives a shrug.

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lionbcorn‌; cyrelle lannister.

Cyrelle touched her fingers delicately to her clavicle, as if she were surprised and as if that were the first time she had heard heard such a compliment. “You are too kind My Lady, thank you. I try my best” Cyrelle kept her eyes focused on the girl however, unyeilding and almost too bright in the dim light of the Great Hall. “Do you think th Red Keep is a justifiable destination?” she asked, arching a blonde brow “-surely, if not, the coronation of a King is an event you can not miss My Lady.”

   SOFINA IS SURE   that the eldest princess is a pleasant person to some degree   ,   but   ,   the young noble still feels unsettled.   the entire interaction feels too syrupy   --   too sweet.   while sofina suspects that there might be barb to those words   ,   she smiles regardless.   “   it all bleeds into one another.   if this answers it   ,   i am very glad to have come along with my family.   ”

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lionmade‌; eliar lannister.

     PART OF HIM CAN FEEL IT   ,  the slight pull of his chest    -    towards sofina  ,   as if they are both end of magnets  ,   attracting each other through an uncontrollable and unexplainable pull  .   the OTHER part of him  ,   however  ,   is  as hesitant as always with his own desires and feelings  .   is a king allowed to fall in love  ?    “   ‘tis how i grew up as well  .   my mother would always find things for us to do  ,   rather then venture out    -    she placed a brush into my hand and i never let it go  .   ”    eliar’s lips threaten the shape a smile  ,   though it comes as no surprise  .   he can think of no reason o visit her home other than the chance to see her  ,   but he doesn’t say so  .     “   i would be delighted to see more of it one day  ,   ”    is his quietly spoken response  ,   his heart skips a beat  .    “  until then  ,   however    -    perhaps i could show you my new home  ,   in the meantime  ?  ”

   AT THE ROOT    of it   ,   sofina is lonely.   something tells her that the crown prince is as well.   see   ,   she has her brothers   ,   and her ladies   ,   but at the end of the day   ,   there is no betrothed.   there is no one to fill that  one  gap.   with eliar   ,   the hole doesn’t seem so perilous.   it’s as if she feels a connection between the two of them   --   like a bridge.   her eyes twinkle as he speaks.   “   that’s beautiful   ,   ”   she says.   sofina thinks better than to tell him that she grows up with a sword in her hand.   although women  fight   ,   that was not her persona.   right now   ,   she is pretty and delicate and fears callouses.   anything else would  surely  scare him off.   “   i think that nothing would make me happier than to remain in your company   ,   your grace..   ”    

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bludlusts‌; sylas stark.

 a  chill  in  the  air  made  sylas  wonder  if  this  was  perhaps  a  bad  idea.  well,  not  a  bad  one.  just  one  that  could  be  seen  under  devious  intentions.  which  he  didn’t  have,  right?  he  motioned  for  her  to  walk,  trying  to  keep  a  respectful  distance  while  he  did  so.  she  was  promised  to  someone  by  now,  she  had  to  be.  ’  i’ve  heard  the  gardens  are  beautiful.  and  i  believe,  a  popular  space  for  people  to  talk.  or  so  i’ve  been  told.  ’  he  grinned  as  he  spoke,  like  he  couldn’t  help  it  with  her,  and  clasped  his  hands  behind  his  back.  ’  it  seems  silly  to  ask,  but  how  have  you  been?  i’m  curious  to  know.  ’  

   VERA TUCKS HER   book into the crook of her arm as they begin to walk.   taking note of the distance sylas has put between them  --  she tries not to let her disappointment show.   he  must  have a betrothed.   or ,   he’s simply uninterested in her.   the latter is likely the reason ,   but it stings none the less.   silly ,   idealistic girl.   in an attempt to push through it ,   she smiles a bit wider.   laughs.   “ hardly so , ”  she says with a shake of her head. “ i’ve been alright.   little has changed about me other than my height and the number of siblings i have. ”

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bludlusts‌; #1 dad

closed for @ofmythcs !

 there  was  one  in  place  in  the  entire  land  that  rickon  knew  he  would  find  his  daughter.  the  alcoves  all  around  the  castle  were  perfect  for  sitting  in  with  a  book  which  meant  he  just  had  to  walk  till  he  found  one  that  had  enough  sunlight  that  would  please  vera.  walking  up  behind  her,  he  looked  over  her  shoulder  to  read  the  words  on  the  page.  ’  you  know  that  if  you  spend  so  much  time  reading,  you’ll  forget  to  experience  real  life  around  you,  birdy.  ’  it  felt  like  it’d  been  weeks  since  he  properly  got  to  talk  to  his  daughter,  ’  feel  like  lunch  with  your  father?  ’  

   THE GIRL STARTLES   as she realizes someone hovers behind her   --   nearly dropping the book.   vera turns swiftly over her shoulder ,   relaxing only once she realizes it’s her father.   “ you  scared  me , ” she accuses.   but ,   in truth ,   she’d be scared by her own shadow if she thought it snuck up on her.   her eyes light up at her father’s offer ( she loves spending time with her family ) ,   but her shoulders fall as she remembers the book wedged between her hands.   “ could i just finish this chapter -- ? ”   vera gestures to book ,   then realizes she’s lost her spot in its thick pages.   she gives a sigh ,   disappointed in herself ,   as she shakes her head.   “ i’ll find it later , ”   she dismisses ,   rising from where she sits to loop arms with her father.   “ there’s nothing i would like more. ”

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ichorrisen‌; milf $$

          her daughter’s concern is endearing, of this marinah would never be uncertain. though perhaps one day still she may be convinced that her mother was the last thing she needed to worry about.     ❝ what am i meant to do, then ? sit around until this little one arrives ? ❞     it’s asked teasingly, with a gentle pat to her abdomen. vera’s excitement is contagious, however, smile widening as she clasped her hand in her own free one and gave it a gentle squeeze.     ❝ yes ? how about today ? the merchants offer such eccentric wares. perhaps we can find something as pretty as you, a keepsake of our time here. ❞

   “ I WOULD PREFER   that , ”   vera answers with a cheeky smile.   although it’s apparently  unrealistic  to ask her mother to rest ,   it’s worth a try.   “ i’d like my newest little sister to be serene and well-rested when she finally arrives.   ”   god knows they could hardly handle another aidin.   “ today ? ”   she parrots.   “ this very moment ? ”   as if running a diagnostic in her head ,   it’s only after great thought does vera finally nod.   “ yes , alright. it is a plan. ”

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xashagreyjoyx‌; asha greyjoy.

Asha wasn’t exactly the best when it came to dealing with children. Back on the Iron Isles, the only time she had to deal with them was when they came to train, to learn how to sail, it was all professional, they saw her as their ruling lady, they had nothing but respect for her. Asha smiled slightly and nodded. “Four? A big boy already. You know, I started training when I was about that age.” With her father, she’ll never forget the first time he took her to the harbor or when he put a sword in her hand. “Aren’t the youngest always the worse?” She said with a chuckle. Asha was a little taken back when the boy offered his hand to her as well, this was definitely something she wasn’t used to. Still, she moved her hand towards him and grabbed it gently.

   HIS EYES WIDEN   as asha mentions training and immediately ,   vera notices the cogs moving in his little brain.   aidin quickly looks to vera   --   pleading.   seven hells.   she gives a shake of her head.   “ i’m sure if there where anywhere to sail in vale ,   he'd follow in your daring footsteps.   on the iron islands ,   is that typical   ?   to start sailing so young   ?   ”   although she speaks to asha ,  the patient explanation is also meant for aidin’s perked ears.   he pouts.   with her free hand ,   she goes to poke him in the forehead.   “ actually ,   he’s the youngest for now.   our mother is currently pregnant ,   but i can’t imagine anyone being worse than him. ”   aidin sticks his tongue out ,   but the boy looks perfectly content sandwiched between them as they stroll along. 

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ofhonvrs‌; eyan arryn.

eyes rolled at the mention of highgarden. his dislike towards the fact that he was betrothed to their lady was well-known within his family, and he had complained about it to vera more times than he could count. “and now you have made me feel glad that we’re in king’s landing,” he retorted with a dramatic sigh before gentling nudging his niece. “death by smelling too much flowers. what a wonderful way to go, aye?”

   “   IF YOU’RE A   tyrell   ,   sure.   ”   her smile is mischievous as she nudges him back.   the two of them had always been close.   despite being her uncle   ,   he had been far closer to her age than her father’s whilst they were growing up.   “   remind me, when will you two finally wed   ?   ”

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prayersbound‌; annalys stark.

                   THERE’S A BRIEF CHUCKLE THAT escapes at her question.   ❝   as fair as to be expected for such a long journey.   ❞   there’s something in the young lady that reminds her of her own daughter. it tugs on the strings of her heart so lightly but enough for annalys to propose a smile.   ❝   besides the smell, how are you faring ? surely king’s landing is feeding into the curiosities of the youth. i know it has for my own children.   ❞

   HER EYES WIDEN   --   the lady’s inquiry gone from her mind.  only one thing manages to process in her head.   “   sylas is here   ?   “   excitement over rules manners for this brief moment.   when it crashes on her   ,   hurriedly   ,   she continues   ,   “   i mean   --   sylas and rowena are here   ?   ”   perhaps her siblings won’t be her only company.

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ichorrisen‌; #1 mom

          ❝ as it is supposed to. the air here is far too … harsh, i suppose is the word. it astounds me that they manage to become used to such a scent. ❞     perhaps she shouldn’t have been so brash with her eldest, but there was very little she kept from her. opinions included.     ❝ you know i do not mind standing. ❞     there is the softest of sighs as her daughter shifts from her seat, despite how adamant she was about taking care of herself. still, though, marinah heeded her request and motioned to the space beside her.     ❝ do join me, won’t you ? there is room for two here. ❞     a look of consideration crossed her features, smile widening at the explanation.     ❝ if you’d like a change of scenery, perhaps we could arrange a trip into king’s landing. i don’t know about riveting, but you are the one that chose the text, not i, my dear. ❞

   VERA CAN’T HELP   but be protective over her mother.   it’s part of her personality to worry and fret over the smallest of things.   that included her pregnant mother walking around like she wasn’t pregnant.   only at her request does vera join her on the small bench.   but even then   ,   she places herself on the edge   ,   leaving a considerable amount of room for her mother.   “   yes   ,   but  i  mind you standing.   ”   at the suggestion   ,   her eyes widen   ,   puppy-ish and full of excitement.   “  please   !   oh   ,   i would love that so much.   ”

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ironcladsz; drogon targaryen.

Drogon turned and for a man so large, he was oddly graceful in the way he moved. When he spied the girl, the Targaryen Lord bowed low with a hand pressed to his sternum. “My Lady.” When he rose up again, he was smiling gently. If anything, Drogon liked to make a good first impression. He was aware that people talked and he was aware that people had a set idea of what he must be like. “It is. You can see the Sea from Dragonstone, but the weather sometimes leaves much to be desired.” Drogon chuckled softly, purple eyes remaining fixed upon the girl in front of him. Again, he bowed his head toward her “Drogon Targaryen My lady, a pleasure to meet you.”

   SHE THOUGHT HE   might seem a little more human speaking to him.   no.   that wasn’t the case.   he seemed just as godlike up close.   he was built like a damn statue for god’s sake.   “   vera arryn,   ” she answers   ,   bowing her head to him in turn.   she tries to put on an air of grace   --   mimicking him.   but    ,   vera just feels childish   ,   as if she is playing pretend.   “   ah   !   so on a clear day you might be able to see your island   ?   ”

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bludlusts; sylas stark. 

 ’  kings  landing  seems  to  have  me  out  of  sorts.  i  don’t  belong  here,  clearly.  ’  the  words  flowed  easier  with  her,  the  lump  in  his  throat  almost  disappears  at  the  sight  of  the  girl  before  him.  woman  now?  god,  he  didn’t  know.  he  remembered  that  they  were  close  in  age,  but  not  the  same.  she  must  be  younger  than  him.  ’  you  can  call  me  whatever  you’d  like.  you  know  i  care  not.  ’  he  looked  over  his  shoulder,  watching  the  guards  of  the  place  barely  give  them  a  second  glance  and  he  knew  that  they’d  probably  not  have  another  moment  to  themselves  the  rest  of  their  time  there.  ’  do  you  want  to  go  find  somewhere  to  talk?  with  my  family  here  and  yours,  i  fear  we  won’t  get  another  moment  alone  like  this.  ’  

   “   FEW OF US    do   ,   ”   she reassures.   and it’s true.   king’s landing hardly agrees with her.   “   it’s far too loud and far too much.   i am rather eager to return to the vale.   ”   but   ,   she must admit that she’s glad for the chance to see sylas.   the girlhood crush had always left her wondering   ,   but it was forever stuck in that state of fantasy   --   there was no chance for a reality.   until   ,   now she supposed.   “   i would like that very much   ,   sylas.   ”   her smile widens so that pearly teeth are visible.   it’s difficult to find herself so at ease with someone who is not family.   “   the gardens   ,   perhaps   ?   ”

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redwvne‌; damen redwyne.

“  hardly. i’m only bitter because i lost at all. and because none of us deserve the stench of this place. it would be better if i had been right. ”  having failed to steal a proper glance at her reading material, damen figures he might as well ask.  “  is that a good book, or a terrible one?  ”

   SHE FINDS HIM   simply to be a strong personality.   “   a good one   --   if you care to study economics.   ”   she says with a shrug.   then   ,   she offers the book to him.   “   you could borrow it if you’d like.   i’ve read it thrice over.   ”

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vargheart‌; rowena stark.

ROWENA OFFERS A polite smile, still embarrassed, though the burn is lessened by what she perceives as his kindness. ❝   are not all things an act of fate, my lord?   ❞ she replies, honey sweet, deciding then that this stranger is not one she should be fearful of.  ❝   oh, a wandering mind is a terrible thing, i’ve found i’ll follow it almost anywhere.   ❞ at this she laughs at herself, for a moment unworried about how she must appear.

   HE DOES NOT   realize how innocent this girl is until she laughs   --   soft and sweet.   although patrocles has travelled near and far   ,   he’s almost surprised that someone as wholesome as she still exists.   still   ,   he chuckles   ,   finding her a funny thing.   “   it seems to me   ,   ”   he starts   ,   “   you have a case of wanderlust that your mind indulges in.   ”