open starter / with anyone (up to 6 different muns) on day one, during the evening's feast.
her heart pounds as the hall grows in number, the realization of the crowds of people among them setting in. she can feel her face grow warm and though what she desires most is to flee into the shadows, rhaenyra is frozen - if by her own choice or not stands unclear. eyes dart in desperation for a familiar face but sight eludes her. as if suddenly awoken from a deep slumber, she gasps and moves across the room. her attention is caught by none, finally pausing near a cupbearer who offers a drink. she accepts, holding the goblet tight in her hands before taking a sip. " oh, that's good, " rhaenyra mumbles to herself with a smile. from where she's looking at the floor, she spots a shoe beside her and peers up at them. " greetings, hello. have you had one of these yet ? " her hand lifts the goblet before clutching the cup back to her chest. " you should try them - i hear the wine is arbor gold. " her favorite, of course.
