jeyne poole.

[stewardsdaughter]

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ, ɪ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ. ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ, ᴀꜱ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ.

                                       Jeyne Poole written by Cassie for oathrp

º   .   ♔   ⸻   the  capital  of  king’s  landing  welcomes  JEYNE  of  HOUSE  POOLE,  the  LADY-IN-WAITING  of  SANSA STARK.  news  borne  by  a  raven  sends  word  that  she  bears  a  resemblance  to  ADELAIDE KANE.  the  TWENTY FOUR  year  old  CIS WOMAN  is  reputed  to  be  GENTLE  and  GENEROUS,  but  with  the  eyes  of  court  watching  their  every  move,  they  might  turn  out  to  be  NAIVE  and  RECKLESS.  when  songs  are  sung,  their  verses  speak  of  HAIR BLACK AS CHARCOAL ; AN EMBROIDERY OF A RED ROSE ; A TALE OF A PRINCE AND A PRINCESS.  whispers  throughout  the  seven  kingdoms  claim  that  their  allegiance  lies  with  HOUSE STARK,  where  they  conspire  to  PROTECT HOUSE STARK’S INTERESTS.  but  in  the  end,  fealty  means  little  when  you  play  the  game  of  thrones.

[stewardsdaughter]

when : chapter one, the lion’s bride (part one) where : the red keep with : @youngeir​​

Jeyne could hear noise coming from every corridor in the Red Keep, which was not surprising as the royal wedding’s date was close. A few days ago, Jeyne had met a girl at court, after chatting for awhile, the girl offered to give her some books and new sheets for her chambers, since she had no use for it anymore. 

Jeyne had accepted her offer, and that’s how she ended up carrying a crate filled with books — she didn’t expect that many books, but at least it would keep her busy. The sheets were on top of the crate and she tried to make her way back to her chambers as quickly as she could, given how heavy the whole thing was. She could barely see over the pile of sheets resting on the crate, wish did not make things easier.

She was almost there, but her fingers were hurting really bad at that point. Feeling her hands starting to sweat, she decided to stop and put everything on the floor before she lost her grip. Looking at how red and painful her hands were, she realized she realized she wouldn’t be able to carry all this back to her chambers.

She didn’t like asking for help. First, because she was too shy for it, and second, because she didn’t want to need help. Which is why she didn’t dwell on it too long and approached the first person she saw without thinking. It was like ripping off a bandage.

“Excuse me, I hate to ask you this, but could you help me carry this back to my chambers ?”, she said while pointing at the crate on the floor. “It’s not far, I promise”, she added quickly, hoping it would be enough the convince the man in front of her to help.

[stewardsdaughter]

when : chapter one, the lion's bride (part 1)  where : king’s landing harbor with : @gylesfarwynd​​

Watching ships leaving the harbor was surprisingly soothing. The sound of the water hitting the stone and the reflection of the bright sun against the water was comforting. Finally something Jeyne could enjoy in King’s Landing. Being here allowed her to daydream. Maybe, one day, she’d be on one of those ships sailing away. She’d be able to leave this place and go back home. Imagining the possibility of getting away gave her hope. Though, if she ever had the chance of leaving, would she really do it ? She was too afraid of Cersei’s wrath to even try it.

She shouldn’t let herself get fooled as right now, she was to remain in King’s Landing and nowhere else. The smell of salt coming from the water broke her out of her daydream. The black-haired girl started walking through the harbor, getting closer to the docked boats. Being able to explore the city — at some extent —, like she had always wanted to, helped her forget the situation she was really in. Though, while she was able to walk through the city on her own from times to times, Jeyne was aware that Cersei had eyes and ears everywhere, meaning that she had to be careful — always. 

Observing the ships and the sea made her curious. “I wonder if any of those ships is going to Dorne” she thought aloud, without realizing it. She’d always wanted to go there, though it clearly was not going to happen any time soon. At least a girl could dream. “I’d probably get seasick on a boat anyway”, she added in an attempt to comfort herself about her travelling fantasies being nothing more than, well, fantasies. 

[stewardsdaughter]

when : chapter one, the lion's bride (part 1)   where : the red keep, king’s landing  with : @gentlewlf​​

Walking through the Red Keep didn’t feel like it used to, when Jeyne had just arrived in the capital. Long gone were the days where she would stroll around the corridors, glitter in her eyes, amazed at how beautiful everything looked. Now those walls only held the memories of the massacre that had happened following Eddard Stark’s arrest. A massacre in which her own father lost his life, leaving her with no family. Even though the northmen were gone, she had been allowed to stay in King’s Landing as Sansa’s lady-in-waiting, a courtesy of the king — as if she wanted to be here. 

Oh she wished she was far away from this place. Why would she want to be here, among the people who killed her father ? However she was realistic, she knew she could never make it back to Winterfell on her own and most importantly, she couldn’t leave Sansa here on her own. It’s not like she could do anything to help her, but she could act as moral support for her best friend. And it was the reason why she was walking though the Red Keep right know, she hoped to find Sansa in her chambers. She finally reached the redhead’s door under the watchful eyes of a guard posted not too far away.

Softly, she knocked on the door “Sansa ? It’s me.”, she whispered.