SHESNOWS.❄ a selective, independent and mutuals-only blog featuring an original character based in the percy jackson & the olympians universe. please read guidelines prior to interaction and note that triggering themes may be present (but always tagged accordingly). lovingly concocted by cate. (she/her, 28)
❝ “nor will they spare my children.” [queen alicent] declared. “aegon and his brothers are the king's trueborn sons, with a better claim than [rhaenyra's] brood of bastards. daemon will find some pretext to put them all to death. even helaena and her little ones.” ❞
HIGHTOWERQUEEN ⸻ a highly selective and heavily book-based + headcanon-based portrayal of LADY ALICENT HIGHTOWER from george r.r. martin's fire and blood & a song of ice and fire universe. please consult rules prior to interaction.
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓. those who have never held a weapon think that they’ll be the first, and they are wrong; those who have waged war more than they have held others think they’ll be the first, and THEY will be wrong; the most stubborn daughter of khione, a goddess who he has no great love for but who is RAPIDLY (and quietly) growing to occupy SECOND PLACE on his loathsome divine hitlist, is RIGHT. nothing survives first contact. not monsters. not young demigods. not her.
oh. wait. she’s talking about WITH THE ENEMY, not with HIM. well. the enemy point works too, verso guesses.
leaned ‘gainst the rail of the andromeda as he is, his back flat ‘gainst the metal and elbows idly resetting on its rounded railing, one could easily mistake verso sachs for someone in his ELEMENT. never would they guess that he was a foaming-at-the-mouth-MONSTER all but a few months ago. the confidence with which he carries himself would bewilder the unfamiliar and annoy those unfortunate enough to spend time with him - and that is PRECISELY why he has grown to enjoy HER company so much. nobody back-talks thunder quite like the daughter of khione. nobody pisses him off quite as well.
is it the foundation of a wonderful friendship ?? no. far from it. it is, however, the HIGHLIGHT of his week to get to pester her, and so he does so with no hesitation and AMPLE energy.
electricity dotes on him. small sparks twist and twirl ‘round his knuckles like trained threads, a few ALMOST skirting to make contact with her before shying away. as if to say in the voice of a younger sibling to their elder - I’M NOT TOUCHING YOU, i’m not touching you!
❝ don’t be like that, the kids LOVE you !! ❞ half of them are terrified of her and the other half want to be like her, and he isn’t sure which is worse. ❝ i’m GIVING you a reprieve, aren’t i ?? no toddlers in sight. gone. basically continents away. ❞ he can hear them ‘round the bend, children chattering amongst themselves while exchanging MYTH-O-MAGIC cards. he ought to look into that game at some point or other when he isn’t, you know, training to FIGHT HIS DIVINE FATHER or egging winter’s daughter on in her eventual MURDER of verso himself.
the wry grin he has fades none too easily, stubbornly clinging to him as a half-smile when the topic of SURVIVAL comes up. verso shrugs his shoulders.
❝ of COURSE the plan won’t survive. that’s why I’M here. somebody’s gotta watch the brats in a real fight, and somebody ELSE has to show them how to shoot a bow the right way. which, by the way… you might want to try aiming WITH the wind next time. ❞ the smugness to his voice cannot be understated. he lazily raises one hand, stalling the wind trying to wreck havoc on her braid as a courtesy.
❝ just saying. tends to make stuff EASIER, PRINCESS. ❞
her gaze is inclined to stray stubbornly towards the horizon, despite the stagnant scenery of waves upon waves of murky ocean water, but there's a moment where her blue eyes briefly flicker towards the tendrils of electricity that snake close enough to provoke her silent ire. to chide him for something she's almost sure he'll insist he's not even doing will only backfire and make her look petulant so save for the sour twist of her lips (as if she's swallowed a lemon). gods, one of these days, she'll find a way to get back at him. she may not be able to turn him into an ice sculpture (yet) but she can sure as hell make sure every hot drink he tries to enjoy on this ship becomes ice-cold.
❝ oh please, they'd prefer a chimera as a teacher over me at this point and frankly, the feeling is mutual! ❞ maybe it's the bruised and bewildered only child within her that makes her uncomfortable around groups of kids. there's always bouts of laughter caused by unknown origins and stupid inside jokes and you never know if they're aimed at you or about you. always on the outside looking in. even as an adult (does she actually qualify as an adult though?).
❝ and i don't even think they listen to me half the time.❞ as for his comment about the absence of younger demigods, she doesn't deign to dignify what she deems to be a flippant lie with a response. they both know this cruise is practically a playground for both younger demigods and monsters.
❝ hey! if you think you know all the rules then i would love to see you try teaching them how to use a bow. you wouldn't last five minutes! ❞ she retorts, lips curling into a scowl as if he hasn't just helped to tame the wind but rather inflame it. ❝ maybe the wind should stop being such a pain in the ass!❞ the pointed glare makes it evident, if her emphatic tone did not, that she's referring to more than just the wind. ❝ i bet you couldn't even hit a target, with or against the wind. ❞
and then, because she's already held her tongue once and finds that doing so a second time is asking too much, she adds with a terse reprimand, ❝ and how many times do i have to tell you not to call me that?❞ is it said as a mockery? an insult? something else? it's impossible to be sure but its annoying.
❝ my opinion isn't really high on the priority list around here but if anyone had taken like, a poll or something, i would have pointed out that getting a bunch of kids and involved was a mistake. they can't listen for shit and i bet there's gonna be more instances of friendly fire than actual hits. ❞ her eyes roll with exasperation as if the scenes of pandemonium are already playing out in front of her. ❝ but i'm sure you'll get a kick out of that, you seem to thrive on chaos.❞
will b here soon to work on things !! life has been a bit crazy and my multi has captured what little time i've been able to spare but hoping to get to things this weekend <33