#rickwestfall.

[ofemeline]

To Emeline,

Happy Sanda Mel!

I hope you don’t mind these, but this is the first time I haven’t despised this holiday, and I couldn’t resist.

Love, Rick

returning from breakfast, emeline had entered her bed chambers for some peace and quiet. it’d been awhile since she’d seen ysellian and the execution has summoned a loud silence among their people-- though it was very much needed. with her handmaidens in tow and her guards, rick no where in sight-- taking their positions by her door, she headed straight towards her bed for a nice mid-day nap. “your majesty, what is that?” one of her handmaidens asked, gesturing to the set of flowers on her night stand. the glimpse of a smile met her features-- already assuming who had given them. as her fingers picks up the tiny note that lay idle next to the bouquet, an even bigger smile appeared after reading it. “didn’t you hear, ladies? today is sanda mel.” as the queen picked up the bouquet of roses, her mind drifted to rick as her handmaidens began squealing in excitement over their queen’s new admirer. ( to which they have no clue who could’ve sent the flowers. )

[ofemeline]

wed, bed, behead; luca, rick, nathaniel.

she hums, pondering a response. a difficult question but one that she probably needs to address. “ wed nathaniel, as we were supposed to, i suppose. though him as the king of dracborough would be-- odd. ” now as she narrowed down the options, she thinks for a little longer. she takes her severed relationship with rick into account. “ i could never choose between luca and rick, never. ” @kingnathaniel @lucajansn @rickwestfall

[ofemeline]

💎 adrian, leo, rick, tristan (also icb you reblogged this on em, you gonna get mobbed)

adrian - odd man but strangely adorable. 8.5/10.

leo - the rugged man has my heart. 10/10.

rick - 10/10, need i say more ??

tristan - lovely, though, perhaps a bit young for me. 7/10.

[ofemeline]

kid

name: prince alastair richard westfall

gender: male

general appearance: pale skin with the blackest hair, he is the stark image of his father. his green eyes, he gets from his mother, however. he tends to keep his hair long and in his face though, not nearly as long enough to touch his shoulders ( he finds it a hazard when he’s fighting ). his clothes are naturally always bearing red, to represent his home of dracborough. he has a toned build, though due to his frequent training sessions with his father, he’s grown some large biceps in the process.

personality: like his father, he is a cheeky bastard. alastair has the tendency to be quite flirtatious with the many people of dracborough, often for his own amusement. though beware, the crowned prince is known for his dragon-like temper as well. sometimes he lashes out unintentionally and some claim it’s because of his relation with the once mad king ( emeline’s grandfather ). though if he’s in the right mood, it’s hard not to find the prince as the center of attention. he loves to make others laugh and being in the spotlight. whether that be the top of his fighting class or making the whole tavern laugh with his jokes, he is quite the lively person.

special talents: like his mother, he inherited her immunity to fire. however, like his father, he is an excellent swordsman despite not being an ironhaven native.

who they like better: he is-- and will always be-- a mama’s boy.

who they take after more: however, he gets many compliments of how he resembled his father as a child. 

personal headcanon: he wants to be just like his mother, he wants to rule over the people of dracborough with a kind heart. he wants to make a difference when he’s king. he also has his own dragon. 

face claim: benjamin barnes | 26 years old.