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#⭒ 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙴𝙳 ❪ 𝐈𝐂 ❫ ; introduction. 🢒 teya.
glorycrownd · 1 year
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⸻     announcing  the  arrival  of  TEYA  ESTERMONT,   lady  of  greenstone.  known  for  being  ELEGANT,   the  thirty  one  year  old  can  also  be  very  MALICIOUS,  but  that's  just  the  rumors  of  the  stormlands ,  they  whisper  that  shereminds  them  of  a  bare  feet  and  skirts  dipped  in  the  cool  waters  of  fountains  in  the  garden. 
𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 ?
house estermont, a small island, under the rule of the baratheons, but even as a small girl teya wanted more. it wasn't that she wanted a crown, or a throne, or even a ruling seat, no. she wanted some sense of adventure.
born as the only child and daughter of alyn and tiana estermont, she had no dreams of taking over their small island keep, she despised having to stay here, she wanted more. she wanted an escape. and often, she expressed such a thing to her parents, and their home, would be passed into her cousins hands, when they became of age.
they knew their daughter well, alyn and tiana, they had her in lessons as child, knowing that one day she would leave them, and it's not for lack of love, but her need for more, they wanted her to be knowledgeable, to be smart and to be safe, if she left them like they knew she would. skilled in more ways than a lady should be, teya could swing a sword like no other, trained to be able to defend herself.
it was just a few moons after her nine and ten nameday, she was packed up, and off on her very first adventure, she travelled westeros for a while, making her way in taverns and her families friends places, picking up the odd job here and there for coin. eventually she found herself in the hot sands of dorne.
dorne became her home for moons, the warm sun, the hot sands, each day was something new and she found comfort with that, she had settled into a life of shopping in the many market places, swimming in the cool waters, her life was almost exactly how she wanted it.
it was near on a year that she'd been in dorne, her three and twenty name day creeping up when she met him, dark hair and eyes to match, enamoured by him, she easily fell into his arms, and then again, and again. she knew who he was, it was hard not too, with the regality of him, and eventually she found herself in a whirlwind romance with the prince of dorne. her home became sunspear and spent her days in the luxuries of dorne and in the water gardens for the next eight years. her need for adventure quenched for the time being.
her travels to the capital are at the request of her lover, and be extension, her parents, who have had nothing but ravens sent as communications, to mourn the loss of the queen, and celebrate the new monarchs, but to also reconnect.
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