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“Now, maybe it is just me, but there are far too many self important people here.” he stated, looking out the window in front of him. “And before you say anything, yes, I am including myself.” He smirked before moving towards the wine and started to pour himself a drink. “Sooner or later it will go badly. Historically speaking, the more royalty is in one place, the more fucked we all are.” Leyton raised his cup, smirking at the other before shrugging. “Cheers to impending chaos.”
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ryker is rather a large man, and so the way he awkwardly managed to walk into a vase and to get it to fall off and break wasn’t much of a surprise. “fantastic…” he hissed silently. the man never truly felt comfortable inside the castle walls, he was more of an open spaces kind of man, and that easily showed on him. “couldn’t they come up with any worse location to place a vase?” he said with an irritated tone.
“i’d wipe that smile off my face if i were you.” he said in a harsh tone to another guard that stood there and seemed to find the sudden event amusing. “some people here, i swear…” he murmured to himself.
Leyton found it rather amusing that such a large man could have such trouble simply walking through the castle. “I don’t think the issue is in the vase.” he countered, shrugging as he leaned against the closest wall. His smile wide as he looked at the man. “As threatening as you look, after seeing a vase being an actual opponent against you, I don’t think you will be intimidating enough.”
achingblvsh:
“i want the lilies in the courtyard moved to the dining hall, and the roses placed in the courtyard instead.” selaena rattled off to the servants that had been following her around, taking note of her changes and preferences as she rattled them off. “make sure the northerners constantly have cool water, i don’t care to hear more complaints about the heat. that’s all for now.” the servants curtsied to her and selaena remained in her place by the windowsill. she folded her arms as she looked out over the hustle and bustle around the castle, rather annoyed with the fact that it seemed constantly overcrowded these days. she knew how necessary their gathering was, but that didn’t mean she had to like the company. glancing beside her to the nearest face, she put her charming smile back into place. “beautiful weather today, isn’t it?”
Leyton was leaning against a wall, looking over at the queen amusingly. He watched as the servants took note of what was said and rushed out to do accordingly. It was rather amusing seeing the queen waste her time on flower placement. He made it a point to judge her silently. Walking up to stand next to the woman he crossed his arms, glancing at her before looking out at the view. “I was told the weather is always beautiful here.” he stated, smirking. “It seems I was not lied to.”
ofclawisle:
A jewelled hand, encrusted with heavy red rubies, sapphires and diamonds, lay idly atop a marble bannister. Edwin stood over looking the throne room, his eyes fixed upon the Iron throne itself. He tapped the tip of one long finger against the marble, as if in thought. He was, in a way. The Iron Throne belonged the Targaryens again and he, to them. House Celtigar had always been loyal to the Dragons. Before that, to the Lions and before that, to the Stags. It seemed the crabs often made their beds with the winners, quickly scurrying of them it became clear they would not longer be of any use. Edwin smiled softly, more to himself than anyone else, as he was alone. Until he heard the familiar tap tap of feet against a marble floor. He peered down over the bannister, eyeing the person who had entered. “The King is not here.” he called, his voice a drawling echo in the almost empty hall. With a smile that was lethal as a viper sting, Edwin pulled away from the rail but kept his eyes on the person as he ventured down the steps toward the middle of the hall. “-however…i would be happy to take a message for the King, if that is indeed…who you wish to speak to in the first place.”
He had stopped once the man spoke, standing still as he listened to the words. Leyton smirked, taking his time to study the man speaking. He looked at him up and down until his eyebrows raised in a mischievous expression. “I am not looking for the King.” he announced. Leyton started to slowly walk towards the throne, hands holding each other on his back. “I’m only admiring the throne. The thing that everyone fights and kills over.” The Lord smiled at the other, just to be polite because anyone could tell it wasn’t a genuine smile. “Have you ever sat on it?” he questioned, curious if he had given into temptation. “When nobody was watching, of course.” Leyton didn’t care if the man standing there looked dangerous or not, he always did what he wanted and that was not about to change. “You can tell me. It will be our secret.” he whispered once he reached where the man stood.
announcing Leyton of house hightower , the twenty-seven year old LORD of his house is known to be + RESILIENT & + FUN-LOVING but many of the workers think he is a lot more - PRIDEFUL & - HOT-HEADED then he appears . his name is often associated with sweaty naked bodies on a bed, empty wine cups by the fireplace, busted lips and bruised knuckles ! i’ve heard his allegiances lie with HOUSE HIGHTOWER ━━ ( DANIEL SHARMAN )