𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 ⋆˚࿔
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her light brows raised, mostly in annoyance at the arrogance of her uncle. gods, he had always been like this, for as long as he could remember.
she wondered if he just liked to hear himself talk, for the most part.
“i don’t know if that is it, really,” she sighed as she glanced (…)
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aemond shrugged at her question.
did he need any specific reason to
train? he simply enjoyed it, while
also having to remain consistent
and skilled in case of conflict⸺as
well as to protect his family.﹙...﹚
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aelyra turned, spinning in a half circle as aemond passed her to the training swords. her dark eyes rolled, albeit playfully, as her hands settled on her hips.
what second son did not like tourneys? that is what their main purpose was…was it not?
“not long. i only watched your
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her light brows raised, mostly in annoyance at the arrogance of her uncle. gods, he had always been like this, for as long as he could remember.
she wondered if he just liked to hear himself talk, for the most part.
“i don’t know if that is it, really,” she sighed as she glanced (…)
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aelyra laughed then, a quiet scoff of a laugh as a small smile pulled at the corners of her lips. funny, he was. surprisingly so.
she followed his gaze, looking out across the rolling waves.
“you are quite funny,” she sighed, feigning annoyance, though the smile on her lips was
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he couldn't help
raising an eyebrow at
her teasing words.
twinkle of amusement
appeared in light grey
eyes as he crossed arms
over his chest.
"second option seems
to suit you best."
he couldn't help but glance
towards the horizon before
turning towards the entrance
of driftmark.﹙...﹚
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he was awkward, aemond’s knight. ser snow. he had been awkward the last time she had seen him, too. she did not know most knights to be awkward, but perhaps he had picked it up from aemond.
her uncle had always been a bit off putting. maybe he had a way of rubbing off on those (…)
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aelyra laughed then, a quiet scoff of a laugh as a small smile pulled at the corners of her lips. funny, he was. surprisingly so.
she followed his gaze, looking out across the rolling waves.
“you are quite funny,” she sighed, feigning annoyance, though the smile on her lips was
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aelyra turned, spinning in a half circle as aemond passed her to the training swords. her dark eyes rolled, albeit playfully, as her hands settled on her hips.
what second son did not like tourneys? that is what their main purpose was…was it not?
“not long. i only watched your
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he needed to practise
when it came to
expressing his frustration
through a duel. the knights
of the keep were his victims,
his talent cruel yet skilful
and cunning.
many were the knights he had
brought down in this court,
and it wasn't about to stop as
long as he lived.﹙...﹚
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aelyra watched on from the training yard’s sidelines as her uncle’s sword slammed against that of a knight’s sword. metal shrieked against metal, the two making the fight appear so effortless.
she had always been curious of swordplay, never enough to ask anyone to show her, (…)
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aelyra turned, spinning in a half circle as aemond passed her to the training swords. her dark eyes rolled, albeit playfully, as her hands settled on her hips.
what second son did not like tourneys? that is what their main purpose was…was it not?
“not long. i only watched your
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yet, here she was, following behind him as he walked down the horse trodden path.
“like a prince without a horse,
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he waved a hand around. vague. he dropped it to his side again.
“i’ve never been a poet. nor a scholar.”
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she glanced to the knight as he offered the apple, staring at him for a moment before
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yet, here she was, following behind him as he walked down the horse trodden path.
“like a prince without a horse,
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she glanced to the knight as he offered the apple, staring at him for a moment before
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it was nice. refreshing, even. one needed a steely spine to make it these days. and he knew just from whispers alone that the princess could handle herself (…)
“i suppose the both of you can stay,” she sighed. “but, i will only give you this one time.”
she glanced to the knight as he offered the apple, staring at him for a moment before
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“yes, that is why i picked this spot. you are so observant,” she said off handedly, sarcasm lacing the princess’s tone.
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“princess,” he greeted, glancing up from his blade. “your secret is safe with me.”
not a lie. what good would it do him to go blathering (…)
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over her shoulder. she leaned down and picked up a handful of rocks, inspecting them before taking a smooth one and skipping it along the surface.
“this is where i hide. i think you will need to find a new hiding spot of your own,” she added.
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“yes, that is why i picked this spot. you are so observant,” she said off handedly, sarcasm lacing the princess’s tone.
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he was awkward, aemond’s knight. ser snow. he had been awkward the last time she had seen him, too. she did not know most knights to be awkward, but perhaps he had picked it up from aemond.
her uncle had always been a bit off putting. maybe he had a way of rubbing off on those (…)
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he didn't quite understand
the concept of giving it to a girl
and not keeping it. perhaps the
princess had her reasons after all?
he couldn't help but blink in surprise.
it was unexpected to be given
something. the seashell looked
beautiful in aelyra's hands when
he hesitated.﹙...﹚
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she looked down at the tiara. it wasn’t anything special, fashioned with fishing wire and shells and seaweed that had been dried from the sun.
she shrugged as she began to fashion the larger shell into the middle, ensuring it was more secure.
“well…i’ll wear it during the (…)
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he was awkward, aemond’s knight. ser snow. he had been awkward the last time she had seen him, too. she did not know most knights to be awkward, but perhaps he had picked it up from aemond.
her uncle had always been a bit off putting. maybe he had a way of rubbing off on those (…)
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aelyra did not answer instantly, her eyes narrowing at ser frey for a few moments. she knew why she was out here when she wasn’t supposed to be. but, why was ser frey out here?
a frustrated sigh left her lips as she walked further down the beach, passing him as her shoes crunched(…)
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boring days, these were. though he supposed he was glad for it. better than bloodshed.
he turned his head at the sound of a twig snapping. just barely a look. (…)
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aelyra did not answer instantly, her eyes narrowing at ser frey for a few moments. she knew why she was out here when she wasn’t supposed to be. but, why was ser frey out here?
a frustrated sigh left her lips as she walked further down the beach, passing him as her shoes crunched(…)
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aelyra watched on from the training yard’s sidelines as her uncle’s sword slammed against that of a knight’s sword. metal shrieked against metal, the two making the fight appear so effortless.
she had always been curious of swordplay, never enough to ask anyone to show her, (…)
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aelyra watched on from the training yard’s sidelines as her uncle’s sword slammed against that of a knight’s sword. metal shrieked against metal, the two making the fight appear so effortless.
she had always been curious of swordplay, never enough to ask anyone to show her, (…)
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⸺ STARTER CALL
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⸺ STARTER CALL
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⠀⠀ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟ.
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⸺ like if interested in a potential ship with aelyra.
muse is bisexual.
18+ slow burn , dead dove allowed , multiship , oc friendly.
mutuals only, selective.
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⠀⠀ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟ.
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⸺ like if interested in a potential ship with aelyra.
muse is bisexual.
18+ slow burn , dead dove allowed , multiship , oc friendly.
mutuals only, selective.
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she looked down at the tiara. it wasn’t anything special, fashioned with fishing wire and shells and seaweed that had been dried from the sun.
she shrugged as she began to fashion the larger shell into the middle, ensuring it was more secure.
“well…i’ll wear it during the (…)
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the knight let his light grey
eyes rest on the work done
by princess aelyra. contemplating
what she had been creating
for a good hour, he allowed
himself to approach for a
closer look.
"I think you have done a fine
job, princess."﹙...﹚
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aelyra was pretty sure she had finished up gathering what she needed for the tiara. she used to make these with rhaenys when she was still a girl, and it felt fitting to make a new one as the rest of her family came to visit.
she looked over her shoulder at the knight that had (…)
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she looked down at the tiara. it wasn’t anything special, fashioned with fishing wire and shells and seaweed that had been dried from the sun.
she shrugged as she began to fashion the larger shell into the middle, ensuring it was more secure.
“well…i’ll wear it during the (…)
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aelyra was pretty sure she had finished up gathering what she needed for the tiara. she used to make these with rhaenys when she was still a girl, and it felt fitting to make a new one as the rest of her family came to visit.
she looked over her shoulder at the knight that had (…)
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snow kept a safe distance
from the princess as he
watched her pick up seashells
and other things she found
on the sand.
the fact that she was enjoying
the waves in such quiet
silence gave the knight time
for his grey eyes to wander.﹙...﹚
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the princess was crouched on driftmark’s beach, her skirts bunched up to keep them from getting wet as the waves rolled in. she held a stick in her hand, poking and digging at shells nestled deep in the damp sand.
she loosened a couple as a wave rolled in and washed them up past (…)
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aelyra was pretty sure she had finished up gathering what she needed for the tiara. she used to make these with rhaenys when she was still a girl, and it felt fitting to make a new one as the rest of her family came to visit.
she looked over her shoulder at the knight that had (…)
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the princess was crouched on driftmark’s beach, her skirts bunched up to keep them from getting wet as the waves rolled in. she held a stick in her hand, poking and digging at shells nestled deep in the damp sand.
she loosened a couple as a wave rolled in and washed them up past (…)
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the princess was crouched on driftmark’s beach, her skirts bunched up to keep them from getting wet as the waves rolled in. she held a stick in her hand, poking and digging at shells nestled deep in the damp sand.
she loosened a couple as a wave rolled in and washed them up past (…)
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⠀⠀ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟ.
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⸺ like if interested in a potential ship with aelyra.
muse is bisexual.
18+ slow burn , dead dove allowed , multiship , oc friendly.
mutuals only, selective.
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⠀⠀ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟ.
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⸺ like if interested in a potential ship with aelyra.
muse is bisexual.
18+ slow burn , dead dove allowed , multiship , oc friendly.
mutuals only, selective.
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these memories
maybe they were
never mine
these memories
maybe they were
never mine
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