From: Rhaena Velaryon Location: Atop Highgarden’s Tallest tower For: Open to anybody @crownstarter
At the summit of Highgarden, it was easy to forget the troubles of the world below. Here, fields of flowers stretched in every direction, and The Mander flowed serenely below. The scent of the roses was carried up here by the gentle breeze, so different from the salt-scent of Driftmark, and the sun was warm on Rhaena’s face even from this height, a far cry from the permanent feeling of damp that seemed to get into everything at home. It was a different world, and from her perch so close to the heavens, she could see it all.
“I wonder if this is what it is like to be a bird,” she mused, daring to lean a little over the edge of the battlements, spreading arms out as though poised to fly. “Though I don’t imagine it would be quite so enjoyable in the rain.”