𝐑 𝐎 𝐘 𝐀 𝐋

𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖓 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔫𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔞

[sirredmayne]

The guns have stopped.

[richardmaddendaily]

Richard Madden for The New York Times, photographed by Elizabeth Weinberg. 

[richardmaddendaily]

[peridans]

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐘𝐒     ;     @hiddensteel​

As a minor noble house in The Reach, the Rys family came to prominence after Lord Peridan Rys and Lady Sansa Stark wed in hope that the union would provide men and support in the Reach during the King in the North’s rebellion against Lannister rule.   Marrying in 303, the couple went on to have six children, most notably   —   Eddard, the namesake of his Grandfather and future Lord Rys;   Eadana, who married her Stark cousin;   and Landor, Lord Steward of the Night’s Watch.

[peridans]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀   —   A NETFLIX ORIGINAL   ( X )

After the Kings and Queens of Narnia mysteriously disappear, the crown is thrust upon Lord Peridan. With the burden of holding the title of King being heavy, he seeks out the one woman he knows can help him. However, a red storm brews in her homeland and suddenly her love becomes a matter of life and death.

(  for @dreamsuntcld  )

[richardmaddendaily]

[melamemea]

secret relationship .

painful

“ it’s — getting a bit out of hand now. ”

“ i don’t think i can keep this up much longer. ”

“ i’m getting tired of hiding…”

“ it sucks that i can’t kiss you in public. ”

“ how much longer do i have to keep swallowing my desires for you. ”

“ are you sure we will — ? ”

“ do you think we’ll ever… be a couple-couple ? ”

“ sometimes i’m just scared that you’re just using me. ”

“ it’s starting to dawn on me that… the reason you might not want to come out about this is because you don’t really love me—”

“ is this a joke to you?”

“ i deleted all our texts. ”

“ i can’t keep pictures of us on my phone, are you crazy? ”

“ if anyone sees us i won’t know what to do. ”

“ sometimes it feels like i am the only one doing an effort here… ”

provoked

“ aren’t we suppose to be a thing ? why are you flirting then ?”

“ sometimes it feels like i am the only one doing an effort here —”

“ you sure seem to be good at ignoring the fact that we’re together. ”

“ okay no — i can’t handle the way they keep staring at you. ”

“ if they don’t stop hitting you up i’ll end up hitting them down. ”

“ don’t you see any pride in the marks i left on you ? ”

“ is this a joke to you — ?!”

“ stop that — we’re in public. ”

“ no, not until we get home. ”

“ you know i can’t do this out here — stop it!”

“ could TRY to show that you’re a little worried about this ???”

steamy

“ d—-don’t make me moan, i don’t want anyone to catch us… ”

“ everyone is downstairs… ~ take your pants off ”

“ shhh…. ~ it’ll be fine baby, no one will hear us ”

“ so what ? ~ if they see us coming out together we’ll figure something out…”

“ i’m gonna leave so many hickeys on you… show everyone that you’re taken… ”

“ i missed your scent…”

“ it feels so good — being close to again… ”

“ i’ve been thinking — about this the entire day… ”

“ ~ sit back and let me spoil you… you went an entire day without touching me… ”

“ kiss me… and don’t let me go ”

“ you’re like a forbidden fruit when i can’t touch you ~ kind of sexy ”

innocent

“ i can’t wait to show you off to the entire world… ”

“ we’ll be the cutest couple in existence, someday ”

“ when we come out i’m going to drown you kisses every day ”

“ ~ if we carve our initials in a tree no one will know ”

“ no one will notice if we hold hands under the table ~ ”

“ one day… we’ll be able to kiss like everyone else ”

“ i long for the day i get to hug you in the open ”

[youwerethereforme]

[harritudur]

[richardmaddendaily]

[peridans]

          ✉

      @hiddensteel​     ✦     ‘✉’ FOR FIVE SENT TEXTS, AND ONE UNSENT.

[  sms  ➠ sansa 🌼  ]     okay so i might as well tell you this because you’re gonna find out one way or another [  sms  ➠ sansa 🌼  ]     when i was dogsitting lady for you yesterday, your ex showed up [  sms  ➠ sansa 🌼  ]     and i kinda said that i was your boyfriend so he would stop asking where you were [  sms  ➠ sansa 🌼  ]     then he punched me.   and then i punched him back.   it was a mess okay i’m sorry [  sms  ➠ sansa 🌼  ]     i’ll try not to do it again but he was really annoying

[  unsent  ➠ sansa 🌼  ]     and i actually liked saying that i was your boyfriend??   and i know it’s weird because i’m robb’s friend, but i can’t get you out of my head, sansa.   i really can’t.   i think i'm genuinely in love with you.    like fully period-drama-mr-darcy in love with you.

[peridans]

POLYHYMNIA    *//     NARNIANLEGENDS‌

“ ingvard will do them good. the duchy is filled with their mother’s memories, the people will tell them things not even you know about her. tales, anecdotes, things she did when it seemed no one was paying attention. ” the late queen must almost feel alive there. she could recall a similar experience when her mother died. as for her answer to his question … something in her made her hesitate before giving it. her heart screamed yes, overjoyed at the idea of going with them, but her head pondered on whether it was wise for her to join because what if she was intruding? she wanted what was best for everyone. “ is it alright for me to do so? i want to come but i do not want to intrude … ”

          ‘  𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓.  ’     still, he understands her caution.   ingvard is gwyn’s place before it is his until florent comes of age.   stepping into the castle with a new beau at his side would incite intrusion if his late wife had been the type of woman to anger quickly at that.   but he remembers their promise   —   the one they made on the day of their marriage;   one peridan himself would not prevent from happening if their situations were reversed.   if they fell in love with another then they are free to pursue that relationship.     ‘  we will be there for a month, so the household will be travelling with us anyways.   i will still be an acting king when i go, so i will still need and cherish your company.  ’

[hermionrgranger]

[peridans]

OPHELIA    *//     GIRLRUED‌

𝐈𝐓   𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓   𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓   𝐇𝐄   𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐒  ,    ophelia  knows   —   but  her  eyes  sting  all  the  same.   if  it  was  meant  to  be  ,  they  will  love  you  back.   but  what  about  the  one  who  had  ,  what  was  the  reason  behind  fate’s  cruelty  there  ?     ❛    love   —   can’t  be  about  deserving.   ❜     or  else  hamlet  surely  would  not  have  qualified  ,  or  else  surely  they  would  still  be  happy.   it’s  not  so  much  an  argument  against  peridan  as  it  is  a  plea  for  her  own  sake.   she  doesn’t  want  to  think  about  what  it  would  mean  were  it  about  that  ,  where  that  would  leave  her.     ❛    it  just  ,  it  can’t.   ❜     or  else  there  would  be  a  choice  in  it  ,  or  else  she  wouldn’t  have  chosen  to  ache  like  this.     ❛    what  would  it  mean  then  ,  if  no  one  ever  wanted  it  ,  if  no  one  ever  returned  my  love  ?   ❜     if  you  don’t  ?   does  that  make  me  undeserving  too  ?     ❛    aren’t  you  ever  afraid  for  yourself  ?   ❜

          𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓 as if her words have seized it and forced him to confront himself.   does he really mean what she speaks of?   peridan would like to think so, to look at the world and see better of it.   but no matter how optimistic he tries to be, doubt will always remain   —   creeping in and out of minds and messing with reality.     ‘  i   —   i believe there is someone out there for everyone,  ’      he says after a  moment of silence.   his expression softens and, for a second, he nearly feels inclined to reach out for ophelia’s hand.     ‘  it might just...   take a while for you to find them.  ’     maybe she speaks of hamlet again?   peridan can’t be sure.   if she is, he doesn’t like it;   not after everything she has been through.     ‘  but if you love someone, truly, then there is every reason to tell them.  ’

[peridans]

TATIANA NIKOLAEVNA    *//     DREAMSUNTCLD

     somewhere beyond  the liquor-obscured boundaries of her mind, tatiana is aware she has become  c r u e l .    a line never meant to be crossed has just been shattered.    peridan is left reeling, shock and hurt playing across his face like a moving picture, and she cannot even regret her words.    nor can she blame them on the alcohol   —  god knows tatiana nikolaevna could keep her head if she wanted to.    ( so what impulse is driving her now, what recklessness is forcing her to make a scene? )

 ‘ oh.  peridan. ’      her words fall flat, distinctly judgmental.    even after six glasses of champagne, she knows that’s a bad idea.         no words in the english language could possibly endear her to miss cunningham, and she has no desire to scrape the barrel for conversation.   even if the young lady broke out in fluent russian, tatiana would still find her…  horribly unimpressive.      flushed lips part in automatic protest, but she rethinks it at the last second.       ‘ if that’s what you must do, ’     she says instead, waving him off with a half-empty champagne glass.       ‘ don’t…  find another war. ’

           𝐏𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐘𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐍’𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄, her eyes simply glossing over this tatiana as she does.   how can this man, so handsome, so intelligent, be such a fool in conversation?   when they are alone he is sweet and courteous, but here comes along this enigma of a woman and suddenly as his sense has been THROWN AWAY.   they have been playing this game for long enough.   he should have proposed to her weeks ago   (  on the balcony at castle blaenau when it snowed!  oh, for a minute she even thought he would...   that was before his sister interrupted and brought them both downstairs to play cards  ).

          ‘  he’s a darling, isn’t he?  ’     she asks, taking a sip of her drink and feeling wildly more sober than the woman opposite.   for a moment, her fingers brush back her own hair behind her ears   —   a little intimidated by the other’s display of expensive beauty.   her pearls may stand to uphold her wealth, but they do nothing against a lavish display of ancient jewellery.     ‘  but he never tells me anything about the war   —   only that he fought.   while other men are VERY EAGER to talk in great detail...  ’     in a world full of unanswered questions, lord peridan seems to provide the most.     ‘  is that how you two met?  ’

[stormborn]

[peridans]

SANSA STARK    *//     HIDDENSTEEL

        she who is skilled in courtesy blinks, almost akin to an owl, in response to his question. court demands layered conversation. every sentence holds a surface meaning but each word is chosen to either reveal or CONCEAL a hidden intent. the wrong word becomes a blade slicing across the neck. sansa knows every proper word, singing them sweetly even when cornered, but this conversation is no unseen battle. it has no secret motive. she seeks to uncover the UNKNOWN solely to sate her own c u r i o s i t y. she cannot recall the last time she engaged in such an innocent exchange. where to begin?

          courtesy, thankfully, has many sides, and it takes her hand now, guiding her toward a question.          ❝  well, how do you like to spend your days? ❞          a safe place to begin. neutral territory that permits a glimpse behind the curtain but doesn’t demand it be pulled back entirely. hopefully there is something to see. though, she supposes a DULL match is better than a malicious one.

          𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, yet there are dozens of suitable answers.   the north is so greatly unlike the reach from what he has been told...   even the riverlands cannot quite come near to the difference either.   more often than not, some fete or festivity is being held in the nearby villages or he and his father have been invited to some other lord’s tourney.   highgarden is also visited once a year as per the tyrell’s request   (  and the rose gardens!   he has never seen such a prettier sight!  ).

          though, he supposes that those extravagant events are not his daily life.     ‘  usually, it is working around the castle tending to all the issues my father does not want to deal with.   sometimes, my sisters and i play games in the courtyard with the local children,  ’      he divulges with caution.   chippingford is certainly no jewel of the reach in terms of splendour, but he cannot blame the young wolf wanting to secure the castle as a great strategic fort.   that is why they are here, isn’t it?     ‘  it does sound TERRIBLY DULL now i think of it.  ’