[thelionxss]

ooc -- time for me to go to bed before i pass out curled around my laptop. i’m out most of tomorrow but i’ll be online from around 6pm gmt time, so i’ll get onto replies around then!

[crownedinthenorth]

When his men had returned to camp, boasting about the capture of a Southron Lady, Robb had initially been none too happy. The holding cells were already overflowing with prisoners of war; they hardly needed to add to them. Word of Lannister banners and a fair head of hair, however, had quickly made him change his mind on the matter. Especially when he learned her name. Myrcella Baratheon. They had the King’s sister. Towering over her now, there really was no mistaking the fact. She looked like him. Had a tendency to speak out of turn, too. “You’re right,” he told her, and his voice was deep and certain - nothing at all like she might remember it, “chances are you wouldn’t be.” He didn’t answer her any further, however, his eyes instead falling to her torn dress and the chafing on her hands. “Have they mistreated you, since you were taken?”

[thelionxss]

Myrcella was determined not to show any sort of weakness as her neck craned to keep the Northerner's stare, so when she wanted to let tears well in her eyes as it was confirmed how close she had come to death she did not. Instead she drew in a long and shaky breath to steady herself before exhaling again slowly, shaking her head at his question. 

“I’m fine.” She insisted, swiftly clamping her hands together. Of course that couldn’t be farther from the truth, his guard’s having been brutal to say the least when they ransacked her carriage, but she felt nothing would be achieved from telling him as much.

“Though I think I should write a letter to my family-- reassure them I’m okay. I mean no offence when I say this, but they’d be fools to believe it from you with no word from me.”

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        “Tommen didn’t ring and beg me          to come home over nothing, Dad.       Please just tell me what’s going on.                                                                      ---- Is it something to do with Mom?”

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“I shan’t pretend like I know much of war,” Myrcella began with a small frown on her lips and a furrowed brow. She had tried to keep her gaze looking down at her torn dress and grazed hands, but eventually her green eyes trailed up to see someone who hardly resembled the Robb Stark she remembered. In her memories he was just a boy; not the ‘King’ who stood before her now. “But I know you need me if you want to get your sisters back-- and I think you know that too. If you didn’t I don’t think I’d be alive right now, would I?”

[egoxistic-deactivated20160626]

{ ♔ } ”I am not going home even if my mother wants me to. I’m staying right here”. Joffrey crossed his arms over his chest where he was, sitting at the bar. He had sneaked inside, due to his young age, having managed to steal a bottle of wine for himself. Now drinking from it, swaying around on the chair he sat on.

[thelionxss]

“For the love of god--” Myrcella could feel her rarely agitated temper flaring. It seemed only her brother knew how to test her, and once again he hadn't disappointed in doing so. When she’d gone out that evening for a few quiet drinks with friends the last thing she had expected to find was Joff sat at the very same bar-- but there he was, and for once she didn’t fancy sitting by and watching him act like an arse. Particularly not when the landlord was looking a tad antsy himself “ Either you let me take you home, or I ring Uncle Jaime to come and take you home. Which’ll it be?”

[shenoiir]

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                         ❝ my dearest child …                                     what is troubling you ? ❞

[thelionxss]

        “it’s nothing mother, really.          please, don’t fret over me.          i know you have enough to          worry over as it is——”

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“... you seem familiar-?” the small blonde says, her voice louder than usual to be heard over the ruckus of the pub. she decided to pose it not as a statment but a question simply because she isn’t sure whether she really does recognise the stranger stood in front of her, or if it’s the three pints she's had hitting her system that's playing tricks on her.

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“---- lady sansa, if there is something troubling you,                                         i promise you i’ll tell no one.

               i know you don’t believe me when i say this                                         ---- but you can trust me.”

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[rexaetas] liked [this]

“   my  mother  is a  good woman----                         and she is still your queen regent.                                   i think you may be forgetting that much uncle.   “

[thelionxss]

♔ like for a starter

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[georgiefinchs]

by dornish law, the iron throne is hers

[rachel-kellers]

Anyone who isn’t us is an enemy.

[thelionxss]

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[thelionxss]

i would rather have my innocence back.