#thread:relena

[thecourtofthedamned]

(x) @songcfmuses​

"So if I bury my nose in a book it does not please you and when I take an interest in your life you wish not to answer me?", Relena questioned, her head tilting slightly as an eyebrow rose. "I am probably the only one at court you can be honest with..."

[thecourtofthedamned]

@notenoughmuses​

A pale hand lifted the curtains, covering the windows of her carriage. They had left Storm's End what felt like ages ago. The lady could not imagine how her mother managed to make her way to King's Landing so frequently, but then again, her mother knew that her beloved brother was awaiting her, Relena only knew that a prince she had never met before was expecting her. Or maybe he was not. Perhaps there was another lady he would have preferred, and he was simply doing his duty, or perhaps he was refusing his duty and the King, his brother, would drag him to the Sept of Baelor himself. As the red stones of the Keep came closer, the lady let out a soft sigh and allowed the curtains to fall back in place. Three ladies were sitting with her. A cousin from the House Estermond and one from House Lannister and a lady from the Vale, send by Jon Arryn. No one else had joined her. Her father refused to come, he would not set foot in King's Landing, not while that man ruled, were his word. Her grandfather was to meet her at court, the only person she would know, as the lady herself had never left Storm's End. The carriage came to a stop and the doors were quickly opened. They had arrived. It were Relena's ladies that left the carriage first, all immediately sinking into a curtsy, as they lined up in front of the carriage. Then the lady herself stepped out. The hood of her cloak covering most of her face as she too sunk into a curtsy. As she rose again, her hands pushed back the hood, revealing her face as she carefully glanced up.