“ i am lady tyrell the queen's court is in my home so i get to tell you what to do . ” snarked , mocking with glare towards ruling couple that could be seen over rim of arya's goblet should they look her way . “ how horrid must you be to ruin a ball for the entirety of the court . ” mutterings tapered into annoyed silence with glance back to shirei . “ i have danced with people i want to but not necessarily on my dance cards . i know that there will be back lash for it . ” what it entailed she would deal with as the time came .
shirei glanced at her good-sister , a small chuckle leaving her lips . ebony hues return back to the dance floor , hiding the faint scowl behind her goblet . " it ruins the fun , doesn't it ? " ruling lady exhaled quietly . " i am just as confused as you are , sister . it is ridiculous , " if only shirei enjoyed parties such as this , maybe she would not have opted to sit at her table . " have you danced tonight , sister ? you're free to hide out here with me and i shall ward off any unwanted dance inquiries . "
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to think of the many ideals they held and ideas before their marriage to amos , syrena would consider herself wholly different person . hand moved to rest on bump beginning to show yet unnoticeable to unobservant gaze , bark of laughter passing their lips . “ you would not be you if you were not defiant . i do wonder what plans the queen has that will not paint her in light of a petty woman mad because she could not force people to dance . i was told by the maesters to not exert myself in light of my recently healed wrist , pregnancy added layer . if the queen wishes to persecute me for resting my ankles rather than dancing as vigorously as lady tyrell has wished for everyone i fear my respect would dwindle . ” dragon overlords may not give notice nor care , but their vassals would speak amongst each other and lack of respect would not bode well in wake of previous events .
tip of their nose crinkled , but smile worms its way onto their lips . ❛ it's an odd thought to adjust to given neither of us wished for it . ❜ odd that once high in the mountains they'd lamented their futures , misliking their duties that came with not just being nobility , but of breeding that dictated furthering of their blood and resources . ❛ perhaps the lady tyrell will give you grace in your pregnancy and not get cross with you and she surely will with me . my lord husband and i plan to retire early rather than stand much more of this . ❜
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gentle bob of her head and hums heard just above the music as rose sways alone , rhythmic steps lead to the balcony just occupied though with different company . enough wine , revelry with friendly faces , completed dance card with betrothed to escape mother's wrath for a night and extra special treat enough to lower defenses in the face of alysane . “ sure , but i have grown tired of sitting . ” energy filled despite usual dimming effects of wine that would tire her yet to be seen as she stepped over to the railing . “ were you in need of some air ? ”
a moment of solace , a moment of quiet , that was what alysane needed amidst the endless dancing and revelry of highgarden's great hall . her facade was beginning to crack, the weight of the evening pressing down on her . she needed to breathe , but the suffocating tightness of her dress made it feel as though even that simple act was slipping beyond her grasp. on the balcony , alysane found solitude on a bench that overlooked the mander . " i could use company , " a ghost of a smile on her lips as the moon lightly illuminated features . " — that is if you will have mine . " she continued as she scooted slightly to make space for alyssa .
closed starter — for alyssa tyrell. ( @disrcpairs )
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“ that's an impossible scenario . my ideas are carefully crafted for success — all of them . ” failures unspoken of , reminders rewritten in history and glossed over . “ yet can you charm them well enough for them to give two poor , bored , un - inebriated northerners a sip or two ? ” dramatics to over shadow the sadness of losing potential friendship , a . . . crush that would never amount to anything . known yet still hurtful to the ego . “ what did lady bolton do to you ? ” curious as to if it was a family wide dislike or if barbs were extra pointed towards her for sole offense of awe . “ who have you upset today ? was it intentional or accident ? ”
"Except the ones that aren't." The usual quick paced dialogue between the two siblings brought a sense of comfort to him, one that was much needed, a breath of fresh air in the midst of the festivities hosted only as a thin veil used as a feeble cover over deep wounds. "I reckon any other drink that isn't from here should work." His gaze kept shifting from one guest to another, all the while listening to his sister. He couldn't help the bitter smile that tugged on his lips as she recalled upsetting others, whether it was with intention or not. "If it helps, I've also upset a couple of people today." He gently nudged Arya in the side as they walked, before moving an arm around her for comfort. "Us Starks have a tendency for being blamed for another's bad mood. Do not take lady Redwyne's sourness to heart. She just needs to put her grief somewhere. As for lady Bolton... well, she had it coming."
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“ it is said that snow runs through the veins of the starks . perhaps it is just more truth than rumor for you . ” ailment that did not seem to cause pain nor distress not one to give more thought too , serene smile beamed at them . “ you are adapted for the weather in your lands . ” adds as after thought with girlish giggle that would never see light of day if not for added amounts of wine that had made the evening a dulled sweetness to cover bitter taste on the tongue . “ yes i would love to hear one of your ballads , at some point . do you often perform for others ? ” eyes go wide as answer comes just as quickly , curls shaking as rose is quick to assure northern lord . “ i would never speak of it without your permission , my lord . it will remain a secret . ” added between the pages of her diary , pressed with roses and stowed for safe keeping . “ are you not enjoying yourself ? ” asks as her grip tightens momentarily to shift their bodies towards the balcony , a spin that any could interpret as merely added step to their dance .
The sudden comment on their hand made them smile, brows raised out of amusement rather than surprise, as they realized she, as well as many others in the room let the wine get to her head. Which only made things more fun, eventually. "Forgive me, I should've warned you beforehand, my lady." A chuckle escaped from his lips. "I'm afraid the maesters can't help me much. I've lived with it since my childhood, none have come up with a solution yet." And he'd grown used to it since. Warmth was a distant lover of his, whose embrace was always just one step away from him. "You would like me to sing for you?" Excitement mixed with bashfulness in their expression the latter of which they didn't exhibit often. "If it stays between us, I don't see the reason why it couldn't be arranged." He glanced over when her gaze dropped to the floor, head shaking. "Rest assured, I did not take it as such! I'll admit, I myself was also searching for a brief respite from the crowd, and found a kindred look in your eyes."
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“ have you completed your dance card ? ” questions with subtle shift in seat , position they had been comfortable in for some time now detriment to lower back . “ otherwise , no . i will not exercise energy in finding excuses to make to the queen when only one of us may comfortably offer explanation from a maester's expertise . unfortunately , that is not you . ” gaze softens slightly , but head still tilts to dance floor . “ you barely need speak , ysa . ”
quietly , ysabela approached older sibling , hand neatly folder atop of her adbomen , thrilled to see a familiar face in a sea of people — most she did not even know . " would i be missed if i slipped out ? " youngest arryn whispered . " or could i possibly stay with you for the rest of the evening ? "
closed starter — for adrienne arryn , syrena arryn ( @insooth , @disrcpairs )
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light touch drew gaze from surrounding sceneries , twinkling of lights that andros had not taken in in full until the semi completion of dance card . “ true that i had come in search of you as you are the last upon my card . ” had not , yet , helpful to have stumbled upon last of persons to share time with . gaze leveled onto dornish lord until his retreat , huff of chuckle . “ i should hope he did not approach solely due to his mother's whims . ”
# 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋
( capping at four, excluding card seventeen replies )
" my next dance is already spoken for , i'm afraid . " isra wrapped slender fingers around the forearm of a passing guest , pulling bystander into a conversation she wished to finish . " but do send your mother my regards , lord gargalen . "
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held no illusions as to the lady tyrell's thought of her merit based on what rumors were told of her house . youngest of the starks , only daughter and for her own mother's interpretations of betrothals that theon had not made . meddling southern mothers held no worth to wolves . “ what about it ? ” asks as she cuts into another dessert to try , arrangement of flavors of more interest than people . “ it is of no concern to me . i will thank the tyrells for their cakes and little else . ”
[...] A twinge of envy struck at her own will, violent hues turning away abashedly for the opinion; because perhaps there was truth in that opinion, as well as the lady's talent in something other than a prospect to match. " Oh, I hadn't thought of that. " Violet hues glance towards the other, a moment silence settling into stifling prelude, until she smiles graciously all the same: " I suppose I should thank her all the same for the line - up she had curated then, all are pleasant enough. What of your card, lady Stark? "
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“ pollen , or misguided attempts of power . whichever of the two . the queen's court is here yet she is the one telling us what to do . mother does not care who i dance with . ” at one point the southern court seemed a fun challenge yet it all seemed like smoke and mirrors as nobles tried to grab for power they would never have . “ well , i have yet to see you dance so it does not seem like that is a threat that would force you into action . if you are not going to then neither am i . ”
❝ the pollen is clearly effecting her mind. ❞ the wolf's words were mumbled but ice chilled them. he glanced down at the card again, wishing the names scrawled upon it would vanish so he could transcribe his wife's name and leave a few spaces if his family wanted to dance. sighing, he held it out to arya. ❝ take a look. but i'd be surprised if lady tyrell isn't keeping track of who is meant to dance with whom. ❞
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silence in attempt for understanding offered to few by velaryon tempest , yet waters calm and storm settles slightly as sylaisha speaks . argument started by the other yet it had been baela to pick for it to continue , first semblance of fun since arriving to westeros those months ago . hers a petty whim yet she had been blind to what dear friend suffered , her silence one baela could not interpret as proud — or worn in strength . “ for them to speak down on you is to take leave of their senses . they have done nothing aside from sit in perfumed finery whereas if the flames of to dragons were to level us all flat you would survive . ” not reared to look down upon others for their standing when trade with very same merchants kept velaryon coffers close to overflowed , very same hands as sylaisha's crafted the finery they all wore — a stupid notion . “ while i wish no troubles for you , my friend , i confess i find amusement in someone speaking anything to your face . if they do feel so entitled i think they will surprised to see you are far from a simple commoner that could not match their wit with grace some wish they possessed . before dalton got to them , of course . the security you have with dalton is not one i would offer to a simple fling from the islands . that is the difference . ”
surprised by the anger an understatement , left to blink without a response . for something to have gone so wrong that quickly when sylaisha had seen them giggling like lovers in a corner she couldn't help but to wonder what the source was . " it's alright . what happened ? " she repeated but quickly she could glean the source of tension between the two . " dalton is secure in our marriage enough that people from my past wouldn't upset him . " there were few that would be at court , however , for him to be able to feel threatened . on the other hand , she often felt as if she received glares from people she was unaware of through no fault of her own . to say that it didn't bother her on some level would be a lie . not jealousy or insecurity in dalton but of the others that wouldn't think twice to disrespect her and try to teach her a lesson for her simple existence before meeting him . " his past doesn't bother me , as i'm his present and future . what bothers me are those bold enough to speak ill of me behind my back as i wish they possessed the same boldness to my face . it doesn't make me happy to know about the others but it's not due to his love he had for them . it's that they don't consider me to be on the same standing as them or worthy of respect when i've done nothing to deserve their slights . however , if dalton was to dismiss my feelings towards it i would then question if what he speaks to me is true . "
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“ so often you remind me of myself . it is a wonder that what my poor parents went through . ” impetuous , lacking grace or , uncaring , to do so . releases sigh of laugh yet unable to find fault in young princess's reasoning when her own words would resemble the same if situation was opposite . “ there is little else in the reach aside from the arbor's wine , viserra . the rose road will reflect that . the closest i may come is ale in the taverns that your mother would never let you visit especially without escort . you are not able to do as you please whenever you wish it . ” gentle reminder though tempest knows one must not attempt the containing of a flighty spirit for chaos will follow its path . a wonder viserra had played nicely for as long as they had . “ have you completed your dance card ? ”
❝ i don't think you've been here long enough. ❞ they'd never kept it a secret that they didn't like when baela left for long expeditions but viserra hadn't figured out if it was rooted in jealousy or missing her. her brother making her mother look at house velaryon differently did nothing to sway their own opinion on baela aside from the thought that had her mother just allowed a pick of a dragon, they would've beaten back the other dragons with more force and decisiveness. ❝ you can't go back to essos right now anyway, right ? so we'll have to find a new drink and we can look in the markets along the rose road. ❞
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“ alas that is often the norm here . i am certain you can tell why i preferred essos with little trouble . ” in truth , lands across narrow sea shaped into home to long for rather than driftmark . comfortable in ancestral home yet sea's restlessness taken hold as often as foam . balls , jousts , tourney no longer delighted in when motions of sea appealed to tempest rather than courtesies and games to be played . “ i am certain it will hit the hears of the court that i upset many of the nobility with my candor but i will be able to remind them that i did , at least , complete my dance card . it did not say that we had to choose for the last lines , after all . will you be throwing any a bone or will you let them suffer in your beauty ? ”
❝ they will have to find that person elsewhere. ❞ jabs without a coating of saccharine sweetness would rarely fall from siren's tongue, knowing the ways of court and using them to her benefit, but tolerance had its limits. her duty this eve was to follow her dance card as she had; the final two lines on the card were hers to choose. decisions that would not be made lightly. ❝ an amusing sight. their inability to excuse themself and save some of their image further proof that they aren't worth one's time. ❞
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“ leave him . he did not fall very far . let him stew over bruised ego more sore than body . ” legs move to cross at ankles , wine stained lips placed back to her goblet .
“ oh dear ! ” panic in the tyrell rose's voice . “ s — should i get help ? are you alright ? ”
closed starter — for dance card eight. ( @crowncost , @disrcpairs , @wcrfcres , @traegedys )
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amused by reaction as tempest is in face of most in court , plucks a passing goblet of wine rather than return barb that need no presence . in mind it had been made clear she would not stand for insult to her brother in direct presence . if priya would allow such for the sake of the queen would be her own cross to bare when faced with family . “ more than many can hope for . i do find it to be generous , yes . ” smile touches lips before it spread from simper to grin — full giggle . “ how quickly you fall to courtly behaviors you claim to differ from . i will be certain to use your kerchief to wipe my tears as i lament what i will miss while another's head is between my legs . wine ? ”
reaction clear as cloudless day - lack of neutrality as it's hard to contain true emotions, fire rages in hues. " perhaps i have, or perhaps i am merely a representative of the council. " while priya wanted to keep the air light - remove all past issues that are interwined with house velaryon, it seems that their noble had other plans in mind. " a night how generous of you ... " tone took condescending tone as chin tilts upwards with spark. " do not flatter yourself, i do not participate in courtships and especially not with those who could be seen as traitorous to the crown. ⸻ guess you will never know what my tongue actually does, now ... "
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words need not be spoken , glance at their sister told all . yet it was not husband adrienne could turn to in confidence with her feelings and know without shadow of doubt that she would get needed support . “ you have lost yourself . it pains me to see but you are not a weak woman , adrienne . you are made of stone and honor , you will hold your head high as we were taught . a lord mormont will not be your ruin . ” his house spit with disdain as if unwilling for his name to cross their lips , a now ghost to be ignored . “ you deserve to be treated as the woman you are — if he can not , he is not fit for your worry . he is not worth it . let him falter to make relations with our vassals who will not accept slight against their ruling lady . let him sleep in the chill of the eyrie away from you warmth , unable to touch the wife he disrespected for a crumb of attention . ” again , hues roll though she expected no less . “ if it is his wish to remain in the past , dunstan would never disrespect you in this manner nor allow another to . if he wishes to prove himself less a man then . . . ” trails off in word , venom of his apparent desire to be a cuckold on the tongue yet swallowed for sister's sake . “ do what is befitting your station . you deserve the stars that twinkle in the sky and should accept no less . ”
Her sister's answer, sharp and ultimate, struck her like a bucket of ice-cold water. From the moment Antony's folly had descended upon her, Adrienne had been treating it as a problem to be solved, sparing no expense to that end – extending the limits of her understanding, drawing on reserves of compassion none would have attributed to the proud Lady Arryn, all to forgive and repair. But the blow to her dignity... There was no work she could put in to ever remedy that. And her husband did not seem sufficiently attuned to this reality. She really had been too lenient, carried away by emotion, and now left to feel like an utter fool, pushing down the lump that rose at her throat and threatened to spill over as a stream of tears if she dared loosen her grip for even a second. "Gods, Rena, but this isn't like me," she managed through a breath, a longer pause taken to let the tides settle down without the risk of emotions spilling over. "My first reaction was to question what I'd done wrong, to justify such a..." She cut herself short, abruptly, refusing to put a word to it. Still, the turbulence persisted as she sifted through his excuses in her mind. "Only that he forgot himself, that he wasn't thinking. He enlightened me on their history." She met Syrena's eyes again, regretful that they wasted breath lamenting when there was so much to commemorate... But welcoming the clarity they brought her. "You're correct, sister. I must meet him with consequences."
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notes of a ballad meet the rogare lady's statement , dark hues unwavering from lysene beauty . “ a shame . ” more idle conversation , pleasantries that would amount to nothing . another to give no attention to as syrena would seek different source of information about essos that was not just perfumed words that she had little patience nor care for . “ for you to have encountered those that would not feel fortunate in having conversation with you , rather , only saw pretty face . you are correct — i have no inclinations towards sharing my bed . ” unlike what mess adrienne's husband had made of what it looked to be their marital relations and what transpired in evenfall's keep , syrena would allow no one to speculate on their own . “ our conversation i enjoyed , though i had hoped . . . ” fork sunk into the tart , assessing glance over bite . “ for less of the same menial courtesies often experienced in this court , from you . i offer apologies for the assumption . ”
even before words were spoken airy tone of peace was not reciprocated - phrasing, intonation, everything screamed adversary. as the delicacy is removed from hand, noble daughter takes moment to smooth out silken gown unliked the barbed wire conversation with ruling lady. " my mother always told me kindness is an important trait, i want to follow her teachings to always have her with me, " no hesitation, she speaks clearly with cranium tilting sideways as femme eyes other with questioning gaze. no years of practice, deception running through veins ⸺ both mother and father shared skill, wielding it like sword. " my land is known for smiling, we are amiable compassionate people. i am simply trying to get to know everyone and form bonds ⸺ unlike some nobles our last conversation was not aimed to bed me, so i apologize greatly if i misunderstood the situation, lady tully. it will not happen again. "
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