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Tyene pouted from the shade of an overgrown mango tree, ordered by her father and uncle to remain there until the lotion massaged into her skin set and her hair was properly bound up. Due to taking so much of her mother’s coloring she couldn’t enjoy the Dornish sun as easily as her cousins and sisters could. She was the fairest among them and while she never truly burned when she was young she got so sick from the sun her father thought she had been poisoned.

After that Tyene was watched carefully by all to ensure it never happened again.

Still it was annoying, if there were guests she’d be playing the role of the fair daughter with skin to delicate to be touched by the sun but there were no guests this day. It was a rare day for all of them to be at the Water Gardens but the fathers had business to discuss and it was easier to control the children if they were all in one group instead of being left to their own devices. From her spot she would see her older sisters talking amongst themselves about various plots and plans, while the younger ones ran around in the pools and shallows. Sarella wasn’t with them, off playing her own games far away but Tyene knew her sister was happy.

Quentyn finally came over, having torn himself from his conversations with a few knights and his uncle. “Finally joining my in my solitude cousin?” Tyene laughed, though there was a bitter edge to it. “I fear the servants won’t return with the length of fabric to keep my head from burning.” It was ridiculous, but she knew if she moved from the spot that her father would pick her up and put her back into the shade.

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Rhaenyra leaned into the cushioned carriage seat, arms crossed and a non-pout on her face. She had gotten roped into a marriage meeting with another family, her parents having tricked her into it. Alicent was on guard to ensure she got to the meeting and didn’t run elsewhere. She was sure her friend was laughing at her behind her smile and she couldn’t help the tiny glare she was giving.

“You are really not going to give me any hint?” Rhaenyra teased, kicking her foot out slightly so it bumped Alicent’s across the carriage. Normally she would’ve flown to where every her parents wanted her to go, but once she figured out what they wanted her to do she was grounded. The dragon keepers had taken her saddles from her and Syrax was taken to her pen in the pit until she returned. “At least tell me where in the Kingdoms we are going?” There were only a few families in each place, so she could guess from there.

Typically they would have a host of guards, but her mother didn’t want to draw to much attention to the princess’ travels so they only had the guard that was driving the carriage and one seated in the back. Rhaenyra looked out the window trying to get an idea of where they were. “Maybe even where they are in line? Are they the liege lords family or one of the sworn houses?” She was the princess so most would think she had to marry the firstborn son, but she knew her mother was always look more for the personality of the man instead of his birth order

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There were very few people in the world Cersei allowed to see her in complete vulnerability, even fewer allowed to see it multiple times. With the death of her mother Cersei learned harshly to bottle away anything that wasn’t pure power, to only allow herself to be seen in the ultimate control. Even her breaks in that control had to be calculated to benefit instead of hinder. Many thought she was easy to guess the emotion of, but Cersei didn’t let many people know how her mind truly worked.

But even with all of that it was hard to be alone in a crowd.

Taena was a rock in the maelstrom of everything that was happening to her. The sweeping in of her father, the choices of who her eldest would marry, and the bride’s family coming in and trying to push her out. She had fought to long and hard, endured her oaf of a husband to long for someone to come in and sweep her under the rug. Taena had come with the family, but chose to be with Cersei instead. She wasn’t a fool and knew power grabs when she saw them, but Taena also seemed to be so sweetly honest with everything she said.

Even threats of Qyburn were met with simpering loyalty.

So Cersei allowed the women in, let her see her at her worst as she tried not to lose control of everything around her. Currently the two were in Cersei’s room, the night had only just fallen and Taena had assured her that the woman’s husband would be busy for the night and more than that didn’t care what she got up to.

“I wouldn’t care so much if not for the fact my father once again believes he can just come in and take everything again.” She hissed softly, but there was no vemon in her voice. If anything Cersei just sounded….tired.

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Allyria bounced her leg, jittery from energy that she had tried to get out earlier with a long horse ride. But it was no use, whenever Beric was coming her energy levels soared and she couldn’t sit still no matter what. Her servants had learned to deal with it, though some of the older female ones always tutted at her and told her that she needed to act more like a lady. She ignored them though, knowing that once Beric was actually at Starfall she’d relax again and spend her time with him as a proper lady should.

Her was bringing her cousin back as well, Edric traveling with him as a squire but needing to come back to Starfall every so often so he could get any news about the home that would effect him once he became lord. Edric was being taught to be a lord by Beric while Allyria had to learn quickly and take over after her eldest brother’s death alongside his wife. Before he died Allem set up the marriage between herself and Beric and while she had been nervous at first now the two of them were able to sit and talk together without her spending half of the conversation stuttering and red in the face. Beric always had interesting stories for her and Allyria was reminded that she knew very little of the world since she never left Starfall truly.

Lunch was being set up for them and Allyria kept moving between the table and the window, leg still bouncing when she sat and fingers twisting around themselves when she at the window. Finally one of the guards appeared at the doorway and informed her that the two had come in, and she could find them at the stables. Before he truly finished speaking she was already off, racing out the doors and down the stairs. Her shoes had been kicked off at the start of her run, preferring to move without them. The sands didn’t bother her as she ran across them and into the stables. Her mare whinnied when she saw her, but Allyria saw Beric first.

“Beric!” She said happily, coming over to the man.