#domeriic

[brighteved-blog]

      ❝  i’ve come to understand that northern blood MUST run warmer than the blood of those south of the neck. how you are equipped to withstand such climates seems beyond my grasps. ❞

@domeriic

[allyricn-blog]

@domeriic ♥︎‘d for a starter

                         “-lord bolton.” rhoya smiled readily up at the                          nobleman before her. she’d became better, during                          her time in the north, at recognizing house sigils                          and this one she knew belong to those who resided                          within the dreadfort. had she not been sure, she                          wouldn’t have spoken; there were few things worse                          to the woman than public embarrassment, even                          among the lords of the north. a fire roared in the                          hearth and sour wine had warmed her against the                         chill. she was loathe to admit it, but the dornishwoman                         felt the slightest bit TIPSY. let it never be said that the                        northerners didn’t know how to have a feast. she                        adjusted the pins in her hair, gold hands like that of                        her own house’s symbol and took another slow sip                        from her goblet. “how goes your evening?”