Iron from Ice

Don't tell me you are afraid of a handmaiden ? [rp account for Mira Forrester from the telltale game of thrones series  ;  under construction]

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theeldestsun: 

       He listens intently, watching her go through a list of possible suspects and recollecting to him the events of tonight. He set his glass down, now half empty, before he can drink any more – he will need his wits. 

      Rubbing his fingers against his temple, the Prince was silent for a long while before finally speaking, “ It is good that you threw the dagger away. You cannot be seen with such a weapon. Let’s hope no one finds it. And where is this Tom? What reason does he have to protect you, and keep all of this a secret?” Perhaps Tom is just a simple servant, with a conscience – but no one in Kings Landing are truly altruistic.

      He tilted his head, considering her, “ You did well, Mira. It will be fine. Just … try to find Tom tomorrow, and speak with him. Make sure he is on your side, always,”

      “ For now, you should rest. I will see what i can do to discover who it was who sent the guard after you,” He promised, “ If it is not the Queen or the Imp, then it could be someone with some gold to spare – perhaps someone close to the Lannisters. Ironwood, hm? Who were you discussing this with, may I ask? If the ironwood trade is the only reason behind why anyone would seek to harm you, you cannot take anyone with an interest in it off the table,” 

“I’m afraid it will be found, thrown so carelessly...”

But they cannot trace it back to me, can they ? How would they ? She tried to reassure herself, taking faith in the Prince’s words that she had done the right thing. 

Tom...

“Tom is a coal boy in the Keep. I... I don’t know, he has been offering help and I have turned him away before because I was afraid but... Now it’s both our heads if we are found out, so we have to trust each other.”

We’re in this together now, My Lady, he’d said, and he was right. As to why he seemed so set on helping her, she could not say nor understand why. 

You should not meddle in the High Lords and Ladies’ games, we all know who gets hurt the first. 

Not that she was not thankful for it. She nodded at Prince Doran’s words, confident that Tom shall seek for her the next morning. 

Mira remembered the meeting, then. It had been pleasant to make them so angry, but had it been wise ? 

“Representatives for Lord Whitehill.” 

Just saying his name added venom to her voice.

"Lord Morgryn and Lord Andros. Tyrion Lannister invited me. When he told me he was meeting Whitehills so they would supply to the Crown, I had to come. The Whitehills don’t know how to handle ironwood, it is not their trade and they will be stealing it from my family.” she clenched her fists, furious that they shall even try to do such thing. Ironwood had been the Forresters’ livelihood for centuries, it was a craft and not something they could just pick up. She could already picture the state of their trees handled by them, and it broke her heart.

"Lord Tyrion said he will have to consider my offer first. Lord Andros was not too happy about it...” 

Maybe Lord Andros had sent that guard after her. If he had, she hoped he’d be there to see her alive when she’d venture inside the gardens again. Alive, breathing, and protecting her deal. Now that she reflected on it, it sounded more than logical that it shall be him.

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“Look, I know you like working with those bastards but I don’t know anyone that’d turn down all this cash. Bargain with them, Mir. You don’t need to work with them anymore…”

Sure, working with Margaery Tyrell as an assistant had offered her the opportunity to go to King’s Landing, but Asher didn’t want her to have to do that for the rest of her days. He knew she was capable of more. He reached in his back pocket and grabbed a roll of bills, secured with a rubber band, and handed it to her.

 “Go home, they miss you there.”

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“I don’t know...” 

She eyed the roll of cash, undecided. Mira missed all of them, to say the truth, but go home because her brother had paid for her ? It was no matter how much she loved Asher, it left a sour taste in her mouth. 

She had landed a secure position in King’s Landing, and while the city sucked, she still liked it. All of it.

But home...

“I miss everyone too, but what will I do at home ? Besides... that’s your money. I should be old enough not to need it.”

And yet, yet she was torn -- too proud, too.

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° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

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I have been inactive due to moving out and somehow finding it hard to handle both Mira and Elia... But this shall be alright now. Except slow poke bc job hunting is kicking me in the ass.

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theeldestsun: 

      “ Ah, at most you owe me a swift get-away. I do believe you would have survived without me, Lady Mira. You should give yourself more credit,” He pushed his chair back and stood, hobbling to a nearby cabinet as the girl recalled her story to him. He retrieved a half-empty bottle of wine, and two goblets, taking them to his desk, and pouring a measure for both of them.

     “ A Lannister guard tried to kill you?” He frowned deeply, sinking back into his seat, “ Do you know why?”

     What were the Lannisters up to, to wish a simple handmaiden dead? What has Mira seen, what does she know? Is this another symptom of the growing fracture between the Lion and the Rose? Or does this have something to do with Mira’s family – after all, the Boltons did kill her little brother, while the Freys killed her elder brother and father. They were both tied to the Lannisters one way or another.

     ( Ah … there were too many threads … )

     “ And … you killed him. What … did you to do the body, and the weapon you used to kill him with? Did you hide the body at least, and did anyone see you? Will they have any reason to suspect that you were at the scene?”

First, he needed to make sure that Mira will not be discovered as a killer – and though she may plead self-defence, it will be impossible for her to win such a case. The guard was a Lannister man, perhaps the Queen’s. Furthermore, her family was currently on the wrong side of the Crown – what with the Ironwood dispute. And for all their efforts, the Tyrells were still not strong enough yet to challenge the Queen’s authority on such matters. The best hope she has is to make sure that she remains overlooked. She must keep her head down if she wishes to keep her head. 

     ( Gods, what a mess … )

     He took a long sip from his wine. 

“Ah -- I don’t know,” the handmaiden smiled sweetly. “Without Tom and you...” Mira shuddered. The wine was must welcome -- although better now, she was still jumpy at the slightest noise and needed to calm her nerves. She sat at his question, thinking.

“I need to think about it. I had no time for it until now... But I have been looking to secure the ironwood deal to the Forresters, and someone may have heard. I think I know this guard’s face, but I can’t recall meeting him.”

Tyrion couldn’t have sent him, would he ? No -- Tyrion was far too clever to do something so messy. The Queen ? The Queen would have arrested her for treason and executed her in public for Margaery to see. 

“I think the Queen would have made it public. She would go for anything that may humiliate Lady Margaery and secure her place on the throne.” she shared her conclusions, “and it was too messy to be Tyrion Lannister’s work.” And he wants to be my ally. But is there something as a real ally in a Lannister ? “Could someone who is not a Lannister send one of their guards on me ?”

She took a sip of wine, and remembering the practical details, almost choked on it. 

“I... He was about to kill me, and my friend Tom jumped on him out of nowhere and saved me. Then... He was trying to drown Tom and the weapon was lying there, so I stabbed him,” Mira felt her hands shake again. Control yourself. You can’t afford this, not anymore. 

“Tom took the body with him, he is from Flea Bottom, he’ll know what to do. The weapon...” she wrung her hands as her voice died. “I think I threw it in a bush,” she finally said, voice trembling. That was so dumb, Mira, why ?

She couldn’t have been running about the Keep with a bloody dagger, could she ?

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—————     MOTHER, I AM TRYING. I REACH UP TO THE STARS, I TRY TO PULL THEM DOWN.     MOTHER, I AM TRYING. I BURY MY HANDS IN THE DIRT, SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING CLEANER THAN MY SOUL.

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° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

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theeldestsun: 

     Settling in his study, behind his desk, Doran finally allowed himself to take a deep breath. What was he doing? If Mira had killed a man, was it truly wise for him to help her? If she is discovered – no, if someone in Kings Landing was out to kill her – she would be a liability to his position. He needed to survive, there was still much to do – Tywin Lannister and Gregor Clegane still walked the earth. He could not fall before they are screaming in the Seven Hells below. 

    ( Mira … Gods, Mira, what did you get yourself into? )

    Even so, he could not abandon her now. If her life was threatened, he cannot simply leave her to her fate. The poor girl had just lost her brothers, and she was for the most part alone in this snake’s pit. She was sharp and intelligent, yes, but none can survive here without any friends. Besides, he has helped her this far – 

     ( No, I could do play both. This will work. It has to. )

    Doran then noticed that there was a thin red line on his forefinger where he had twisted his signet ring over and over. The door opened then, and Mira entered. He wondered how long he had been there, thinking and worrying.

    “ Take a seat, Lady Mira,” He gestured to the chair across his desk, smiling kindly and tiredly, “ The robes are truly ill-fitting, but, it will suffice. It will be too unusual for me to ask my Lords and Ladies for more feminine dresses,”

“The robes are a great improvement,” she said with a timid smile. It was soft on her skin, even where it was red and tender from scrubbing herself too hard. She sat down as she realized she couldn’t quite look at him in the eye. Mira had had no allegiances to Prince Doran ; only a conversation in the gardens. Worse, she was only a handmaiden for the Tyrells... Who cared about a handmaiden ?

He had helped her out of kindness, and nothing else.

“I have to thank you again... I owe you my life.”

Twice she had escaped death tonight, but it did not feel exhilarating like it did when the hero of your book survived. It was terrifying, and messy. Mira did not feel like she was out of harm yet.

“I found my bedchambers messy this afternoon, like someone had been trying to rob me... And they left a note, to meet them in the gardens tonight. And I went...” she winced. This had been stupid of her, but she had been desperate for the Whitehills not to take the ironwood deal. I’ll do anything, she had thought, but did it mean she had to be so brash ? I thought I had this, but I’m still playing the game like a naive northern girl.

“He was a Lannister guard -- he had this dagger-- tried to strangle me too” she shuddered despite herself. What did I do with that dagger ?

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I like to think Mira gets to go back to Ironrath and is happy and doesn’t wear her hair like a Southron lady and wears a big fluffy fur coat and everything is great. I also like to think I will one day be able to draw Mira.

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theeldestsun: 

     Doran hummed, pushing himself back to his feet, wincing at the pain in his knees. But he found his cane, and leant upon it – steadying himself. He walked over to the door, and opened it enough to tell Areo to summon a servant. 

    He then returned to his chests, opening them to search for a set of robes. His knees protested again, but he swallowed the pain and rummaged through – until he found one, not too brightly coloured and was plainly decorated. It will not draw too much attention if Lady Mira is seen in it – she may even be mistaken for a Dornish servant. 

    He gathered the robes in a hand and pulled himself up with the other, sighing heavily in relief when he managed the feat without collapsing. There was a knock on the door and an elderly servant slipped inside.

    “ Jina, please draw a warm bath for this little gem,” the Tired Prince commanded, bringing the robes to Mira, “ These should do. I will leave you to it, come find me in my study once you are done. Through there,” He pointed at a door.

“Yes. Thank you,” she said in a low voice. Once the bath was ready, she requested the servant to leave her on her own and slowly untied her bloody dress. The blood had gone through the fabric and stuck to her skin ; Mira felt sick just looking down at herself. She climbed into the bath, shivering despite the warmth, and closed her eyes for a while so she would not look at herself.

She couldn’t run from this. She couldn’t.  

Mira forced herself to open her eyes and started getting the blood off. She scrubbed herself until it burnt a little and her skin was pinkish -- she couldn’t help it. When she was finished, the water was pale red and she no longer wanted to stay in there. Mira dressed while feeling a little calmer : the sleeves were too long and the shoulders only a little too wide, but she felt safe in a larger dress. It smelled like fruits and incense. The brunette calmed herself by fiddling with the hem of the sleeves.

She knocked on the study’s door and came in shyly. 

“I... I can talk now. I think.”

Her voice still sounded low, but it was enough, she supposed.

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theeldestsun: 

     “ Who was -,” He shook his head, rubbing her arms. No, he can ask that once she has calmed down, “ Hush, girl. He’s gone now, no one will hurt you here. You’re safe,”

    He took a look at the blood on her dress and hands and his stomach gave a slight roll. Turning away, he focused on helping her clean. He limped towards a cabinet, opening and retrieving an empty silver fruit bowl. Pouring water into the bowl, he then searched for a rag, finding one his clothing chest. 

    Returning to her on the bench, he helped wipe her hands. The blood had dried and clung stubbornly to her skin. He persisted, dampening the cloth into the bowl, wiping, squeezing the blood out, and repeat. By the time her hands were clean, the water in the bowl had turned crimson, the colour of wine. 

    “ You … will need a new dress and a bath I think,” His voice was strangely quiet, avoiding the sight of blood, “ I can ask a servant to draw you a hot bath. I will look for a dress from one of my bannermen … unless you prefer to wear Dornish robes. Mine might be too long for you but I’m sure we can make them work,”

She nodded vigorously, as if it could make it words more tangible somehow --  you’re safe -- and remained silent for the time being, shaking. Mira just had wanted him to know that she had not killed willingly, she had not, she had not. 

Staring at the tiles on the floor, she flinched slightly at the first touch on her hands, but found soon that it was soothing her, and her hands feeling fresh and untouched again was a welcome thing. She looked away from the bowl, startled by the colour. It was only her hands. Just her hands. How much could a man bleed ? 

Had Ethan bled that much ?

She kept staring at the floor, feeling as if she was dreaming. Maybe she was in Ironrath, fast asleep, and when she would wake up, Ethan and Talia and everyone would be there. Her voice seemed to come from afar, and it felt hard to speak.

“A bath... Yes. If... if you don’t mind. Whatever will be quicker is fine to me... for the dress.” she swallowed hard.  

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theeldestsun:

     “ I could not just leave you,” He noticed that she was shaking again and beginning to sob, and he quickly wrapped an arm about her shoulders. They came to his chambers, two guards posted outside the doors. 

    Areo Hotah tapped his pole-axe, “ My Prince,” said the Norvosi, eyes fixed on the weeping girl. 

    “ Good evening,” Doran nodded at both men, “ Captain please ensure that no one disturbs us tonight,”

    “ Of course, my Prince,” Areo pushed the door open for him. 

    “ Come sweetling, it’s going to be allright,” They stepped inside, greeted by the scent of incense and ripe oranges, quickly masking the stench of blood, “ Here,” He lead her to a nearby bench to sit.

    “ Lady Mira?” He tilted his head to meet her eyes, “ Try to breathe. Remember what I told you … Breathe in, count to ten, then out, repeat,” Doran then stood, making his way to a table on which there is a pitcher of water. Leaving his cane, he poured it into a cup and returned hobbling to the girl, “ Here. Drink some water, girl,” 

“But I -- “ she stopped, the sobbing taking over her. I killed someone, why do you trust me ? What if I did it willingly, in cold blood ?

Mira flinched upon hearing Prince Doran’s guard. She had not noticed him at first. She turned her face away from him as she followed the Prince into the door. 

She sat, shaking and breathing hard -- my throat -- before actually hearing what the Prince was saying and nodding -- trying to. 

The counting, like the dancing lessons in the gardens, Sera laughing as they turned and turned. And so she did count, while nervously wrapping a strand of hair around her fingers, rocking herself. It did help a little bit. She took the glass offered and slowly sipped the water, trying to anchor herself with the small task, still counting all the while. It smells good in here...

Once she finished, she was still out of breath and shaking, but she felt she was able to speak at the very least. 

“I didn’t--” it hurts, my throat, it sticks, all the blood “he was trying to kill me, I didn’t want to and --” 

Count. Breathe. Count. 

[vaememes]

° ✧ GAME OF THRONES PROMPTS. PART II.

possible triggers, read/reblog with caution.

SEASON FOUR :

❛ You lost, friend? ❜ ❛ Forgive me for staring… ❜ ❛ May I tell you a secret? ❜ ❛ I’m here to welcome you to the capital… ❜ ❛ How did that come to pass? ❜ ❛ You don’t partake? ❜ ❛ I was invited to the royal wedding. ❜ ❛ I thought we were speaking truth. ❜ ❛ The last time I was in the capital was many years ago. ❜ ❛ I’ve heard rumors. ❜ ❛ I wasn’t there. I don’t know what happened– ❜ ❛ You must not have been very good at your job. ❜ ❛ Do you intend to execute me or am I free to go? ❜ ❛ You know what? You should come with us.  ❜ ❛ You got money to pay for it? ❜ ❛ You don’t seem to understand the situation. ❜ ❛ I place far too much trust in you. ❜ ❛ You murdered them and displayed their corpses. ❜ ❛ You ready for a hunt? ❜ ❛ Though you’re not the champion yet, are you? ❜ ❛ I’m sure they have a spare costume. ❜ ❛ I would like to keep what remains of my face. ❜ ❛ This one is clearly mad with lust. ❜ ❛ What good is an empty cup? Fill it. ❜ ❛ If you want to live, we have to leave. ❜ ❛ I’m not trying to trick you. ❜ ❛ They’ll be following you, now. ❜ ❛ Are you going to accept their offer? ❜ ❛ I will not have you dying on my behalf! ❜ ❛ You got to do all seven of the fuckers? ❜ ❛ Call that a fight? ❜ ❛ It means something to me. ❜ ❛ They want to draw us out, pick us off a few at a time. ❜ ❛ There's got to be a way to protect them. ❜ ❛ Your hatred for my family is…rather well known. ❜ ❛ You think we conspired together? ❜ ❛ But you want something in return. ❜ ❛ That must be hard for you to admit. ❜ ❛ I will not disappoint you. ❜ ❛ I will not gamble with your life. ❜ ❛ I bring your enemies what they deserve. ❜ ❛ You want to live the rest of your life in chains? ❜ ❛ What do you think they’ll do to us? ❜ ❛ We have no training, no weapons. ❜ ❛ If you want it, you must take it. ❜ ❛ I will answer injustice with justice. ❜

SEASON FIVE :

❛ Trial? I have confessed. ❜ ❛ My point is, we don’t choose whom we love. ❜ ❛ What I’m trying and failing to say… ❜ ❛ I know what you’re trying to say. ❜ ❛ I think a part of me always knew and I’m glad. ❜ ❛ Do you have any last words? ❜ ❛ Perhaps, even you are innocent of that. ❜ ❛ I can not disobey my king’s command. ❜ ❛ I’m not going to kill you. ❜ ❛ You’re going to advise me. ❜ ❛ I’m not going to be banished…  ❜ ❛ We’re all the same to them, meat for their army. ❜ ❛ Why should I spend my time listening to you? ❜ ❛ I will have a very large army and very large dragons. ❜ ❛ What will we find when we strip away your finery? ❜ ❛ Let go of vanity, pride, sin. ❜ ❛ Lies come easily to you, everyone knows that. ❜ ❛ I just need a moment of your time. ❜ ❛ How many centuries before we learn how to build cities like this again? ❜ ❛ This is my home. And you can’t frighten me. ❜ ❛ It takes courage to admit fear, and to admit a mistake. ❜ ❛ I came here to you that I was wrong. ❜ ❛ This isn’t a strange place, this is my home. ❜ ❛ You’re going the wrong way. ❜ ❛ What a waste of a good kidnapping. ❜ ❛ So happens, I was heading there myself. ❜ ❛ The dead don’t need lovers, only the living. ❜ ❛ Don’t you want to chase the rats out of it? ❜ ❛ My place is here. ❜ ❛ I’m giving you a chance to avenge your family. ❜ ❛ I wish I could fight beside you. ❜ ❛ I can imagine no higher praise. ❜ ❛ I won’t try and dissuade you. ❜ ❛ I’m sorry I’m always snapping at you. ❜ ❛ If you didn’t snap at me I wouldn’t learn anything. ❜ ❛ I’m going to show you how to ride properly. ❜ ❛ I can teach you how to fight. ❜ ❛ I suppose that’s more important. ❜ ❛ You loved your family, avenge them. ❜ ❛ There’s no justice in the world. Not unless we make it. ❜ ❛ I don’t feel guilty. That’s what’s odd. ❜ ❛ They don’t fear you, they don’t follow you.  ❜ ❛ And how long will that be? ❜ ❛ There are only two like it in the world. ❜ ❛ You never told me why you set me free. ❜ ❛ You’re not family, you owe me nothing. ❜

SEASON SIX :

❛ Everything they’ve taken from us, we’re going to take back. ❜ ❛ It’s a good thing you’re not a boy/girl anymore. ❜ ❛ That’s what I do. I drink and I know things. ❜ ❛ I’m here to help. Don’t eat the help. ❜ ❛ I’ve heard conflicting reports. ❜ ❛ What kind of god would have a pecker that small? ❜ ❛ My reign has just begun. ❜ ❛ We make peace with our enemies, not our friends. ❜ ❛ If you did know, you’re my enemy. ❜ ❛ If you didn’t know, you’re an idiot. ❜ ❛ Fuck justice then. We’ll get revenge. ❜ ❛ Violence is a disease. ❜ ❛ You’re shit at dying, you know that? ❜ ❛ Trust me – if my soup didn’t kill you, nothing will. ❜ ❛ We may as well be taking shits back here. ❜ ❛ If you ever come back this way, I will execute you myself. ❜ ❛ You don’t have to be here. ❜ ❛ Perhaps we should take shelter. ❜ ❛ Have you ever met the blackfish? ❜ ❛ Why did we have to come here? ❜ ❛ That is hardly your concern. ❜ ❛ The gods have a plan for us all. ❜ ❛ Have they hurt you? Have they mistreated you? ❜ ❛ Is there no other way? ❜ ❛ Come with me…now. The dead don’t rest. ❜ ❛ I’m tired of fighting. It’s all I’ve done since I left home. ❜ ❛ Where will you go? ❜ ❛ After they stabbed you, where did you go? ❜ ❛ What do you remember? ❜ ❛ They obviously had help. ❜ ❛ Next time I have an idea like that, punch me in the face. ❜ ❛ If I lost my cock I would drink all the time. ❜ ❛ Apologies for what you are about to see. ❜ ❛ And we’re going to fight it in there? ❜ ❛ Sinners don’t make demands, they make confessions. ❜ ❛ I offer my services once again. ❜ ❛ Help me get him/her inside. ❜ ❛ I have never been much of a fighter. ❜ ❛ The three eyed raven says there’s a war coming. ❜ ❛ We have to cross here. ❜ ❛ I can’t speak for the flames, but he’s/she’s gone. ❜ ❛ If we don’t take back the north, we’ll never be safe. ❜ ❛ I want you to help me, but I’ll do it myself if I have to. ❜ ❛ Don’t you wish we could go back to the day we left?  ❜ ❛ I want to scream at myself, “don’t go you idiot.” ❜ ❛ That’s what you said. ❜

[thragedy]

Anon hour starts now. Everything will be answered.