/ hi, im back, kinda. I still haven't watched the new ep, so im avoiding the tl. also, if i did not watch, it did not happen, I have all my beautiful boys right here in my arms forever....
"joffrey... I..." the older man is breathless at the sight of his youngest, tears coming to his eyes. "I... look at you... you're..." he can not finish his sentence, bringing the younger boy into his arms, hugging him tightly while cradling his head, letting out a deep breath. "my son..."
Kepa?
I truly appreciate all that you've done for my, for *our family!
( tears in his eyes. ) my dear friend laenor.
happy father's day to the men who helped raise my beloved children when I couldn't be there for them.
assumed dead. I had been merely taken by old enemies I had made when younger.
i missed a chapter, were you not dead?
you seem to enjoy it, however
all i do is get BEAT ON
so, now that I've returned home, has my marriage to rhaenyra been turned null, or do I now brother-husbands?
and you should learn yours, boy. your mother is not some innocent. she knows what she does when she chooses to speak of others that way. she is much too grown to act shocked when when the people she constantly tries to put down fight back.
ᅠᅠᅠ⸌ "I do not care who started. learn your limits."
laenor stands by his sons, legitimizes them, defends them, raises them, what more do you lot what.
exactly this! but they can not see reason past their hatred and envy, it seems.
gods forbid the family lineage starts showing later on down the line. i know of targaryens born of dark hair with only a white strand of hair — it happens.
the knight picks her up, spinning his little girl around just as he did when she was a child. "and you already a lady! I can't believe I missed watching you grow into this beautiful woman I see before me. I'm sorry I've been away, my lovely."
𝐘ou have not changed at all. ( Stepped closer to hug him. )
oh, forgive me, you grace, for being unable to be present during a children's quarrel when I was actively being taken by enemies I had made during the stepstones. next time, I will try harder not to be kidnapped by a band of sellswords.
/ guys, im going to try to get back to everyone soon, bu rn im at the mall bc im traveling tomorrow to a show with my friends and I haven't bought the outfit I'm going to wear yet
a man comes home after years being hostage in essos, and not even then he's allowed rest... ( *😑 )
it seems to me your side started... as they always have with its insistent disrespect towards my family.
ᅠᅠᅠ⸌ "it was finally starting to calm down, now here they go again."
my mother was an arryn , laenor's mother has baratheon blood. it most certainly does run in the family.
doesn’t dark hair run in our families
I see no reason to involve the late lord commander. what you imply is not only disrespectful to my family, but to his memory as well, and not mention, as I'm sure you are well aware, treason. my sons may have inherited their looks from my mother and grandmother, but that does not make them any
my grandmother is literally a baratheon. my mother literally has dark hair, but sure.... they *must be someone's else because they were born with my family's characteristics.
doesn’t dark hair run in our families
the knight catches the prince easily, even after all these years. the weight of his precious son in his arms eases the hole of being apart from his family for so long. "I missed you too, my boy. I am sorry for leaving you to deal with your grandfather. Gods know I know he can be a hard ass."
I MISSED YOU. don’t leave us again. grandpa corlys has driven me crazy. i inherited your height! and your beauty. jace became small. ——— throwing himself into his arms, squeezes him hard ———.
MY PRINCESS! how holave you grown, my beautiful girl! come here!
I SAW MY DADDY!
/ just decided thi will be an au where laenor did run away and was proclaimed dead, but after hearing of rhaenyra being usurped, he comes back, qjd says he was kidnapped or taken by force or something, an attack by the enemies they made during stepstones
it is truly the markings of a sad person. trying so desperately, grasping at straws, to make us as miserable as her.
does she ever get tired of lying so much... of spreading such animosty for no reason. they will always be yours, laenor. nothing can ever take that away from you. not even that wretched cunt, despite her efforts.