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@igniscruenta.bsky.social
HERโ EYESโ โโโ SHEสผSโ ONโ THEโ DARKโ SIDE.
she lets out a small, sympathetic sigh. โyou do so much. it is why you are my favorite prince.โ
โโ perhaps aethelstan cherished these moments when he could be himself at daenora's side. she was family after all. so why deprive himself? the advantage was that he could use her hair as a distraction, he didn't mind that at all. on the contrary, he allowed himself to add a little more oil to
โฆ my blood moon is six days late.
alicent hightower . the green queen of kingslanding . wife , sister , daughter and mother . bows to the seven . a saint turned into a sin . written by coffeelover.xn--53haa .
/ thinking about bringing nora over to the hotd side.
daenoraโs fingers lightly traced the silver frame, her gaze fixing on the delicate blooms and the star pin woven expertly into her curls.
โ โ โน starter for โ @igniscruenta.bsky.social currently, both targaryen women were perched peacefully on velvet pillows. dyanna was behind daenora, currently styling her hair, moreso adorning it with miniature blooms. the princess reveled in moments like this. she considered it her respite (+)
โโoh, that sounds lovely. me? nothing of importance, i think. i am free today.โ โin truth, a handful of lessons and duties awaited her attention, though she remained content to avoid them.
โโ the prince was barely recovering from a long day, the stiffness of his shoulders evident, when he heard daenora ask him what he planned to do today. looking up at the sky before biting his lip, fingers finally slid along the pommel of his sword, which he carried everywhere.
โshe sat still for a time, comfortable in his presence as he offered such unexpected care. then, she tilted her head just enough to glance back at him. โโand what of you, aethelstan? how has your day been?โ
โโ the prince listened attentively to daenora's advice, revealing what she used for her hair and how much she loved it when it smelt good. their fragrances wafting, he suddenly remembered what she had in her toiletries. she must have some cinnamon in her oils, right?
/ do you notice i lost inspiration with daenora? i just come here and say nonsense.
/ i miss writing mysaria. :(
it is very bad. i do not want to. do you not have some other idea?
๏พ ๏พ ๏พ โธ "you will see, it is actually not so bad."
โthe princess smiled at his reddening ears. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. โโi am well too.โ โher head tilted ever so slightly. โwhat are you to do today?โ
โโ snow hadn't expected such a thing. that kiss on his cheek was surprising but appreciated. his ears began to turn an indescribable red before he swallowed hard and timidly touched his clasped hands in front of him. "๐ฉ๐ฎ, I think I fare well. how about you?"
๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฉ. โi am not sure. it may be that he hates me.
๏พ ๏พ ๏พ โธ "why did he say no?"
mh, well ... if you insist so much on knowing. your brother did not wish to go for a horseback ride with me.
๏พ ๏พ ๏พ โธ ". . . I need names."
a quick, soft kiss upon his cheek. โโhow are you faring?โ
๏พ ๏พ ๏พ โธ "good morrow."
/ replies soon. ๐ค iสผm putting the finishing touches on daenoraสผs sept au.
/ how i imagine daenora with her cousins: