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You don’t want to give people the wrong idea. What idea is that exactly? No, this is not happening. Go back up and change, please.

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gulfinspo​:

Stop being dramatic.

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𝐰𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐚

          wylla  smiles  fondly  at  the  lady  stark  ,  doing  their  best  to  pay  attention  though  their  thoughts  lie  elsewhere  .  they  miss  white  harbor  dearly  and  the  overwhelming  smells  of  highgarden  throw  them  for  a  loop  .   ❝   you  look  beautiful  ,  my  lady  ,  and  very  comfortable  .   ❞   they  respond  with  a  grin  .  while  wylla  no  longer  wears  fur  ,  their  darker  attire  still  clings  to  them  as  if  they’ve  never  heard  of  a  dress  .   ❝   are  you  having  fun  ?   ❞

“thank you liege manderly,” bethany smiled, “while it’s taken some getting used to, it has been a lot easier to move,” she paused briefly to take a glance at their surroundings, “which has been very helpful when avoiding unwanted attention.” this statement was spoken with a small laugh, “i am enjoying myself. are you?”

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𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬

“What a great pity,” Nick shook his head softly whilst grinning warmly.  “To be covered in a pile of heavy furs and lumps of  thick wool. Might be quite cozy but that’s what good beds, quilts, matresses and thick blankets are for. To cuddle and sleep in but not to be misshapenly hung upon such a beautifully sculpted figure and deny the world and yourself the pleasure of waltzing around showing your true beauty. You look exquisite, my lady,” Nick bowed gallantly before taking the brunette’s hand and laying a very fleeting peck on her fingers. “It’s fortunate that you now have a chance to finally wear something that adds to your charm.”

bethany resisted the strong urge to roll her eyes at nick’s comment. after all, she had been the one to open the door for such remarks with her initial statement. that being said, he left a certain distaste in her mouth that she’d be glad to rid herself of. “thank you lord,” she paused, briefly biting down on her lips, “i must apologize, i’m not sure that i caught your name,” she admitted. it was a lie of course - she knew exactly who he was, but he didn’t need to know that. 

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𝐯𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚

“ it is beautiful although I can imagine impractical in such situation. “ vysemera acquiesced, a brief incline of the head following as if the response hadn’t been spoken audibly; softly echos of other exchanged compliments when it came to the garments worn to the wedding for vyse was merely so used to ruining the finery instead of appreciating the shades utilized ( for sometimes even a dress could be weaponized ) or designers. “ how long do you think one would last in light finery such as that in the north? should we have someone carry the task? “

“highly so,” bethany responded with a laugh, “it was somewhat difficult to justify purchasing such dresses,” she further admitted, “i can only hope i’ll find future use for them.” in truth, bethany hadn’t shown much hesitation in purchasing several gowns for her time in highgarden - but that detail seemed unnecessary to share. “a northerner inside the castle might survive longer than a visiting southerner or someone outside- but i don’t think they’d survive very long.”

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𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐧

“Ah, if it isn’t my beautiful little sister,” he said, sarcasm dripping in his tone as he leaned against a nearby wall. “I’d hate to say it but I’m really starting to think you don’t mean what you’re saying” he said, not exactly hurt by it - he had seen worse in his time away from the Starks and his little half-sister, though it did sting slightly.

"are you just now figuring that out?” bethany asked, as she forced herself to hold back a laugh. she’d built up a lot of resentment towards her half-brother in the years that had passed since he’d left winterfell, yet, she stopped short of openly laughing at him. it felt cruel, too cruel. 

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𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐢

“i have to admit that i have always been curious to know how northerns dress in the north, if you’ll excuse the repetition”. her comment accompanied by a short chuckle. janei hadn’t seen the north, being nearer to it than highgarden, but had heard stories and studied as every good lady. “but, of course, it is necessary to wear such light dresses here. surely if we wore layers on layers, we wouldn’t live to tell the tale.” casterly rock was not as warm as highgarden, but the north definitely had the edge on cold. “are you having a grand time in highgarden, my lady?”

bethany had been the one to open the door to questions about northern fashion - but that didn’t mean she was any less annoyed to answer them. still, she spoke with a smile on her face. “i think it would be safe to say it’s entirely different,” she pursed her lips, “the fabric is much warmer, the necklines are higher,” she paused again, “even the colors - we tend to favor a darker pallet. and of course furs for when it’s truly cold,” she finished her explanation with a small laugh. “i couldn’t imagine wearing one of my usual dresses here,” she admitted, “it’s quite lovely. the days are much longer here.”

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     with  bethany  stark  .  (  @oflykos​  )

          the  prince  of  westeros  bared  no  ill-will  to  the  starks  of  winterfell  ,  he  was  a  firm  believer  that  the  past  should  be  the  past  and  whatever  bad  blood  there  was  should  be  ignored  .  ❝  excuse  me  ,  ❞  harwin  said  ,  addressing  the  northern  princess  with  a  smile  and  gently  brushed  against  the  lord  who  had  appeared  to  be  bothering  them  .  he  was  a  gentleman  ,  and  it  was  his  duty  to  help  out  those  who  looked  to  be  in  need  –  even  from  pathetic  young  lords  .  ❝  princess  bethany  ,  would  you  do  me  the  pleasure  of  taking  a  stroll  around  the  vendors  with  me  ?    ❞

while in reality they couldn’t have been talking for more than a few short minutes - it felt like an eternity had passed since she’d found herself drawn into conversation with the young lord nutt. she blamed herself for falling into the trap. fortunately for her, an escape soon came in the form of a prince. “i would,” she responded with a smile as she stepped past the lord nutt to join the prince. “thank you prince harwin,” she added only once they were out of earshot of her companion.