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-- ❖ -- "Who's there?!"
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-- ❖ -- "Who's there?!"
R o b e r t B a r a t h e o n , in clear and ever-present display of his disdain for the golden lion whom served upon his Kingsguard- oft would he assign the most menial and disgraceful tasks to the Young Lion.
K i n g s l a y e r .
Babysitter, most recently. Not that the one of whom he had found himself was a child, though- not physically anyway. A visiting royal from a distant kingdom, to negotiate peaceful terms and perhaps arrange a new trade partner. However others more suitable to arranging such had accompanied the young woman- she stood present, more a sign of good faith than much else. Already Cersei had voiced disdain of the young woman, this one of whom Jaime had been assigned to watch.
Still, it stood preferable to standing guard, as Robert bedded his whores within, shaming Cersei already- only so recently into the royal marriage.
How displeased she will be, to learn of the hours I shall need spend within this other woman's company. Every hour would not need to be spent, no- yet more than enough to drive the lioness to a jealous rage, the likes of which only a restless night within her company might serve.
❝ — Princess Anna,❞ Jaime gave a smile as he greeted her, displaying all of charming airs which lay well-rehearsed over the years. ❝His grace has commanded me to serve as your protection during your stay within King's Landing. Should this prove of issue, I apologize-- but we hold no desire to find harm come to you.❞
"Doc, can you just drop your normal... whatever it is today? I'm really not fucking feeling up for it. You're exhausting me."
☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★suspension!hanna ☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★ (*^-^)
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Funny how that particular face doesn't feel unusual until it stretches someone else's lips--Grantaire is, as we have said, a drunk, but not a mean one. He tips the bottle forwards.
❝ You look as though you need a drink.
doN'T TOUCH ME I HAVE SUSPENSION FEELINGS REGARDING DANCING TO CLASSIC ROCK
literally I'm like 900% sure that monroe and I are the only ones who will ever care about this verse
and I'm 5000% sure I don't care
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Send me 5 "accents" or more for me to do it.
u little shit u would be the first i knew it
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suspension!hanna
Give me a ship and I’ll reply with a six word story about them.
tonight
he dreamed of her
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