[ open starter || the red keep ]
The Red Keep was more beautiful than she had imagined. Mya looked around in awe and the grand hall, the architecture, artwork, the lords and ladies dancing around so elegantly. She was sure she would hate being here, and part of her did for entirely different reasons than the place itself. She found herself actually quite entranced by it and only grew sad that she didn’t get to experience it as she had always dreamed of. And so she stood to the side of the room as people sat and dined, or danced and laughed. Her eyes always managed to land on Cersei Lannister, beautiful, yet deadly, she supposed the woman lived up to the Lannister’s lioness sigil.
At the conclusion of the music, most of the people around her began to disperse, causing her to panic a moment. Although she managed to dress that part of the lady she thought she’d become, she felt completely out of place and was sure Cersei would spot her all alone. She began quickly shuffling with the crowd, accidentally bumping someone on the way, spilling some wine on herself.
“Oh gods, I’m sorry.” She said, exasperated and frustrated that she would make such a silly mistake. Normally she would try and just run off, but she feared the potential back lash from the person she bumped would only cause more attention to herself than owning up to the mistake. “I was just…trying to make sure I snatched myself a seat. It’s quite busy.”
he had always hated king’s landing. the city had taken away his brother, and it never failed to remind him of a war he always felt sore about. then years later, renly had an entirely new reason to hate the capital: cersei lannister. she had shown him nothing but contempt, so renly had taken it upon himself to push her until she couldn’t stand him any longer. and then even more years later, he used king’s landing as a hellish escape from loras: the stormlord stolen away to the capital whenever the tyrell became so distracting that he could think of scarcely anything else. then, king’s landing had been his punishment. now, it was pure madness.Â
noticing mya in a particularly sticky situation, renly swooped in with his most charming smile already in full swing. “ oh, i do think my niece meant no harm, lady morrigen. but you do remember king robert’s firstborn child, don’t you?” she didn’t, of course she didn’t. but invoking the baratheon name had always stopped nobles in their tracks. robert might have been an idiot, but he was effective. leading mya away, his smile never slipping, he leaned in to whisper to her. “ don’t feel too badly, you’ve given her a reason to feel interesting for once. ” he paused, smile growing even wider. “ should we dance to give her something else to talk about? ”
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