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“Did you hear that?” Jaime shifted his gaze, eyes landing on their third. The grin never left his face and his head never pulled away; the blonde found himself not opposed to braids so long as his fingers formed them, “He seems to think he could handle two Cerseis.”

His hand moved to tangle in his own hair, as if gauging how long it was. Had it really grown out enough for braids? He’d not noticed.

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Closed RP: The White Lion

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Dragonstone. The castle that had been raised from the rocks of the island itself with Valyrian magic and dragonfire, the home of House Targaryen. Overhead, Drogon led Rhaegal and Viserion towards the expanse of the volcanic island as the immense fleet of ships approached the docks. A squad of Unsullied disembarked first as Daenerys came down the gangplank. She looked up at the castle for a long moment before doing down to one knee to touch the wet sand, grasping the shifting granules in her gloved hand. This was where she had been born, where her mother died, her home.

Beside her, Tyrion Lannister and Missandei stood with Grey Worm, when a shout from the stone steps above drew everyone's attention. Two Unsullied stood to either side of a tall, fair man and Tyrion took a step forward, gaping for the briefest moment before he said a single word. "Jaime!"

"Your brother?" Daenerys demanded, though her gaze was locked on the man being escorted down the stone steps. The man who killed her father. Her heart was racing as fast as her thoughts and a small frown creased her forehead. When they grew close, Grey Worm moved forward, stopping the trio as they reached the bottom of the steps, no doubt reacting to the sword hanging from the man's belt. Turning to Turro, the Bloodrider closest, Daenerys switched to Dothraki to instruct him to have their tents raised on the rolling grassy land. With a fist to his chest and a firm 'Khaleesi', he strode away, shouting directions. Dany arched an eyebrow as her attention turned back to the Lannister siblings and her chin raised minutely, one hand lifting to silence Tyrion who had opened his mouth to speak. "You are either very brave or very foolish, Ser Jaime," Daenerys remarked in a chilled tone, her amethyst gaze impassive.

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The sultana sat beside Missandei as she waited with the rest of the council for Ser Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer, to arrive. Mahfiruze Humasah, or Angelia as she preferred to be called, wasn’t sure just how well this was all going to go. Given everything that Daenerys had told her about how her mad father was assassinated by Jaime and everything that her brother planned to do to him when they met face to face... It didn’t sound like this meeting was going to go in his favor.

Sighing a bit, she glanced down as she double checked her veil that she was covered modestly. That was when they announced that the knight was entering the room. Her gentle honey hues lifted to watch him emerge, never having seen him or met him prior to this moment. Was he as handsome and dashing as all the ladies gossiped about?