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Jeyne always enjoyed U3; it was the preeminent music festival in Westeros and she would not dare to be seen ignoring such an event. She’d attended alone, though she had many friends who would be there and she was looking forward to seeing them. She carried a bottle of water in her hands, not wanting to begin drinking just yet and the music around her was as eclectic as the people. A smile rose on her face and she looked around at the vendors, wondering if there was something else she’d prefer having to eat. Her head tilted to the side as she looked at some of the signs, ignoring that she was in the walkway.

When someone bumped into her, Jeyne looked up. “Oh, it’s my own fault.” The smile was genuine as her words and as she looked over at Shireen, she recalled the other woman had been at the Prime Minister’s birthday. It had been a strange evening, though Jeyne felt bonded to anyone who’d been stuck there and she laughed. “I wouldn’t miss it,” she remarked with a shrug of one shoulder. “But it’s good to see you.” She didn’t know Shireen well enough for a hug and a handshake seemed so impersonal so she hoped her words worked well as a greeting. “What’s your favorite part of the festival so far?”

Shireen hadn’t thought about that night in a little while but seeing Jeyne had brought back her memories of that night. Despite not knowing Jeyne well, Shireen was relieved that she had recovered from that night. Shireen couldn’t have imagined what it must have been like to plan a party and have it turn out the way it did. “It’s good to see you too, Jeyne. How are you?” Shireen asked curiously with a smile.

She sidestepped to the left, to let people through, before answering Jeyne’s question. “Well right now, it’s the snacks.” She held up her cotton candy as a demonstration before expanding on her answer.” I’m just excited for everything. After everything that’s happened, it’s nice to just take a day where I can enjoy myself and not worry about what’s going to happen later,” Shireen said with a shrug as she picked at her cotton candy.

#{shireen speaks~jeyne}#thegildedseashell #event:sunspear music festival

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here be dragons

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thebabybaratheon‌:

“You are my absolute favorite of Stannis’s children.” Renly said with delight. Shireen probably brought snacks. Well, he hoped that Shireen brought snacks. Learning always gave him the munchies.

It was just as crowded as he’d expected and he found that he didn’t mind. No one would be paying much attention to the footie star in the back row when they had someone upfront talking about real live dragons. Aemon’s family had a long history with the creatures, maybe he’d brought some cool heirlooms. Didn’t they have skeletons somewhere? Though those probably got harder to transport, being huge and all that.

“It probably wouldn’t be the best for us if they did come back, but gods I do want to see one. Can you imagine? A real dragon flying through the skies. Gods what I’d give to experience that. Not sure I’d want one living nearby but I certainly wouldn’t mind if it swooped over for a visit every now and then.”

“ Unless father is suddenly Robert and hiding a bunch of children, I’m pretty sure I’m father’s only child but I will take the compliment,” Shireen said with a teasing smile before Renly to their seats. As much as she wanted to be in the front row, soaking up information, she understood her uncle’s need for privacy. She resisted the urge to take out her notebook just yet, waiting until Professor Aemon started the lecture but she couldn’t hide her excitement.

She glanced around the room and it was packed. Shireen briefly worried about whether she could hear the professor but she dismissed it. There was no way that they weren’t prepared to host a crowd this big, dragons were a big deal. Even if people didn’t care for the science and history behind it, they still wanted to know more about dragons.

“ You’re probably right but what if they could be trained?” She asked Renly, making her case.” Then they wouldn’t be as big of a danger then if they were just out in the wild. Imagine how cute baby dragons could be and having them as a pet would be so cool. “ She continued to explain and Shireen could almost picture it. Having a dragon was her ideal fantasy since she was a kid and with the way she rambled about dragons, it was clear to everyone just how much she was fascinated by them.

#{shireen speaks~ renly}#let there be dragons #thebabybaratheon

littlerxsequeen

who: margaery tyrell and anyone when: february 12, 2020 where: benefit gala, highgarden

It was no question that Margaery would be attending - it was her brother’s event, and it was her home - of course she would be there. So far, the event was going smoothly, no unexpected drama in sight. If she had it her way, that’s how things would stay, a welcome relief from what they had all been through.

Her dress brushed the ground as she moved through the room, before locking eyes with a familiar face and making her way over. “And why are you looking so lonely over here?”

shireenbbaratheon

Even if Shireen hadn’t promised Loras that she was going to make it to his benefit gala, there was no way she was going to miss it. It was for a good cause and a good opportunity for film students struggling. It was also nice to celebrate something instead of dealing with the harsh side of reality. This was something that Shireen could get behind.

She had mingled a bit earlier but she needed to recharge a bit before she could continue socializing. It seemed like fate had other plans as Margaery Tyrell locked eyes with her and headed over to her. “ Do I seem lonely? Because that is not what I was going for,” Shireen said with a bit of a laugh.

#{shireen speaks~margaery}#event: benefit gala highgarden #littlerxsequeen

who: shireen baratheon when: february 20, 2020 where:unbowed, unbent, unbroken music festival, sunspear

Shireen hadn’t planned on coming to the musical festival in Sunspear but after receiving tickets to the three day event, she didn’t want it to go to waste. And it was obviously time for her to step outside and what better way than a weekend without her parents to monitor her every move. It had been over a month since Balon Greyjoy’s unfortunate passing which meant it was time for her to stop dwelling on it. The party, the arrests of her family and people that she had known her entire life was all she could think about for a while but Shireen hoped that the festival could at least distract her for a short time.

When she arrived at the festival, it was already at full swing. Everywhere she looked, there was people just enjoying their time and it helped Shireen relax a bit. She walked through the crowds, holding cotton candy in her hands when she accidentally bumped into someone. Quickly turning to apologize, Shireen couldn’t hide her surprise at who it was. ” I’m so sorry about that,” She apologized, scanning the other person’s clothing to make sure that her cotton candy didn’t ruin their clothes.” I didn’t realize you would be here,” Shireen commented with a hint of surprise.

#wod:starter #event:sunspear music festival

apollothepark

here be dragons

University of the Vale February 6

@shireenbbaratheon

History wasn’t really Renly’s favorite subject, but he’d never been able to stop the daydreams of dragons and the fantastic beasts of Westeros past. Until the age of eight, he’d asked his parents for a dire wolf pup. Of course they’d responded by taking him to a museum to go see the dire wolf bones and the recreations. Even when they told him the beasts were long extinct, Renly’s love hadn’t faded. Only now he’d stopped asking for things he couldn’t have.

When Aemon’s lecture had been announced Renly had known he’d go. Sure he hadn’t stepped foot in a lecture hall since college but he’d go back for something as fascinating as dragons. Inviting Shireen had been second nature. Any time spent with his niece counted as good time to him. Plus she would take actual legible notes and he could doodle to keep himself focused.

“You ready for this, Shireen?” He asked as he stood outside the hall and grinned at her. “I for one am desperately hoping he’ll have some theories of how they might come back. Can you even imagine?”

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Ever since Shireen was a child, history was one of her favorite subjects. There was just so much to learn and it was fascinating for her to learn so much about the history of Westeros. Most people just learned what was required for school but Shireen practically devoured any book that had anything to do with the past especially when it concerned dragons. It always interested her to know that once upon a time dragons were truly flying about and that they weren’t mythical beasts. They were real.

So when her uncle Renly invited her to Professor Aemon’s lecture on dragons and the science and history behind dragons, she jumped at the opportunity. It was her chance to learn something that she hadn’t previously known before and it was nice to finally spend time with Renly. After the whole tragedy at the party and the multiple arrests that immediately followed, she hadn’t had much time to spend with anybody and it didn’t help that she just stayed in her room, only coming out for school.

“Of course I’m ready. I brought supplies,” She mentioned to her mini backpack that was on her shoulders. Shireen was so excited that she had packed snacks and something that she could take notes on. ”I can’t wait to find out. I heard theories but nothing from an actual professional. Do you think they might have a chance of coming back?” Her eyes were wide as she thought of the possibilty of dragons coming back in her lifetime and just the sheer hope that she might one day be able to ride a dragon.

#{shireen speaks~ renly 2}#let there be dragons #thebabybaratheon

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loras🤩

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please please tell me that you’re coming to my benefit gala, shireen.

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yeah of course i’m coming. i wouldn’t want to miss it for the world.

#roseloras

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uncle robert 🥃

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Shireen, I’m heading over to the march. Tell Stannis that I expect him to be there.

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We are on our way, don’t worry about dad.

@headstag

#iron-veined #headstag

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jeyne 🌷

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thank you, i really appreciate you reaching out.

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i know what happened at the party was really shocking and horrible but i’m glad you’re okay.

#thegildedseashell

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sansa 💃

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No, the recipe needs plain. do you want me to pick some up on my way over?

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Yes, please.

#starksansc

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Robb 🐺

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Good.

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I’ll call him now.

@wintertownsfinest

#thegildedseashell #wintertownsfinest

[text]: Please stop putting yourself down I hate when you talk badly about yourself (gendry)

{ text to gendry🔥}: did i post something or did something happen? because you’re like the third person to text me this and unless i was really harsh on myself, i don’t see the problem.

{ text to gendry🔥}: and you don’t have to worry about me, i’m fine.

@thegendrybaratheon

#thegendrybaratheon #{shireen answers~gendry}#thewillastyrell

[text]: Please stop putting yourself down I hate when you talk badly about yourself

{ text to loras🤩}: are you and renly conspiring against me or something? because he sent me the same exact text not so long ago. and i promise that i won’t do it again if it upsets you so much.

#roseloras #{shireen answers~ loras}

[text]: Please stop putting yourself down I hate when you talk badly about yourself

{ text to renly 😎}: where is this coming from? and it’s not like it’s not true.

#thebabybaratheon #{shireen answers ~ renly}

sweetrobinprods

It felt as if his spirit had been crushed. While he was never as close with his father as he was with his mother, this felt like their family had been torn apart, and, despite the fact that the Vale was backing them, nothing felt right. He was supposed to show his face with his mother at the protest, but Robin didn’t know if he had the strength to do so. All he wanted to do was to lock himself in his room and cry. His father wasn’t a murderer. Why had Uncle Ned been let out, but his father was still there? Robin had absolutely no authority to speak on who he thought killed Balon Greyjoy, but, in his mind, it was absolutely not his father.

Sitting at a coffee shop in the furthest corner from the door, Robin cupped a hot chocolate close to his chest, head bowed. He couldn’t handle being approached by strangers anymore, and he was still trying to figure out which was better - feeling suffocated at home or being touched by people who knew nothing about him in the first place, offering condolences as if Jon was dead. It was enough to make him dizzy; all that Robin really wanted at a time like this was a friend.

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The past few weeks had left Shireen feeling overwhelmed and she hadn’t even been directly affected by it. After the murder and the subsequent arrests of her uncle and her cousin, she had secluded herself in her room. It was all just too much for her to grasp especialy when she saw the news that Jon Arryn was the one being accused of the murder of Balon Greyjoy. As if he could do something like that. Out of all the unlikely candidates of the murder, Jon Arryn was one that baffled Shireen the most. She had met the man on many occasions and he wouldn’t have hurt a fly let alone commit such a gruesome murder as the one that happened that day. And it seemed like many people agreed with her assement as she had heard of the Vale’s support and the whispers of protest over the unlawful arrest.

But it turns out that secluding herself in her bedroom for days wasn’t the brightest of ideas and it only worsened her mood and so she had decided to venture out for a brief outing. Shireen still wasn’t feeling up to par but hopefully a quick coffe might help her mood. She entered the coffee shop and entered the line to order when her eyes caught sight of a familiar sight in the corner. A wave of guilt that she hadn’t even bothered to check on Robin during this whole ordeal. She ordered coffee for herself and some pastries for Robin to eat before heading towards his seat. “ Robin,” Shireen said quietly as she stood there in front of him, hands full with her food and coffee.” I hope you don’t mind if I sit here. I brought some pastries in case you needed something to eat.”

#{shireen answers~ robin}#sweetrobinprods

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Put ☎ in my ask for your muses info in my muses phone:

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#{memes}

[text] Im not drunk eveyone is just blurry

{ text to sweetrobin 🎬}: never called you drunk but if everyone’s blurry, maybe get some waterrr

{text to sweetrobin 🎬}: i don’t want you to pass out or get hurt because you can’t see

#sweetrobinprods #{shireen answers~ robin}

[text]: You also look amazing in that pic I can’t stop looking at it lmao (mira)

{text to mira💕}: mirrrrraaaa

{text to mira💕}: take that back. the pic is so blurry and it could be so much better

{ text to mira💕} : but thank you anyway

@themiraforrester

#themiraforrester #{shireen answers~ mira}

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