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@siegebrekker.bsky.social
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“oh, princess.” a crooked grin tugged at his mouth. “ye’ll make a man blush.”
𝐈 will reward callik o' red fork a kiss fer his bravery in th’ war.
it ain’t meant fer a lady’s ears, but if yer sure . . . it’s a question men ask when beddin’ someone, whether they spit out th' man’s seed . . . or swallows it.
well, yes.
ye truly wish t’ know, yer grace?
spit or swallow WHAT???
fish bresth? thought a little crabbie like ye might enjoy it . . . don’t go hurtin’ my feelings now. leave th' poor *lass alone, aye?
don't get to close little lass, your breath smells like rotten fish.
not at all. he reckons she ought t’ enjoy some time away from th’ safe, *safe walls o’ that big ol' palace.
aye, does he find that wrong .ᐣ
/ riverlands commanders letting the scrappy batshit crazy lad lead offenses bc hey,,, he keeps winning 🤷
eyes dipped briefly toward the other's hand wrapped tight ‘round the pommel of his sword. The sight only earned the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth, more amused than wary. +
—— fingers firmly grasped the pommel of his sword, a sign of suppressed consternation, for he certainly wasn't about to slip up. "the realm shall be grateful that harrenhal belonged to the targaryens now; the strongs let it wither. especially that wretched larys."
he snorted softly. “aye? could be worse things said ‘bout it.” though at the warning, his hands lifted slightly in mock surrender. “easy now, love. was only jokin’.”
—— he felt his nose crunch with frustration as he spoke with the knight. "do not believe everything you hear, soon they will be saying we practice blood magic." gave him a somewhat mischievous look with his light gray eyes. "𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 your tongue, though."
mn. ’course *ye aren’t, princess. yer far too pretty fer tha'.
ALIEN? WE ARE NOT ALIENS.
he shrugged one shoulder. “that’s what yer lot is, ain’t it?” a crooked smirk tugged briefly at his mouth. “though that one fits th’ part better’n most.”
ᅠᅠᅠ⸌ ". . . alien? (*🤨) what do you mean by that, huh?"
“ah. yer brother t’ the one-eyed alien? don’t worry. he won’t own it fer long.”
ᅠᅠᅠ⸌ "𝘩𝑚, I do not like it there but I grew used to it, my brother owns it now. either way, I agree."
“so I’ve heard.” nose wrinkled faintly. “still a shitey pile o’ rubble, if ye ask me.”
ᅠᅠᅠ⸌ "it is a good military strategic point."
something near amused flickered across his face. “aye?” head tilted slightly, a lazy smirk stretched on his lips. “I reckon th’ beasts ought t’ be prayin’ they don’t run into you then, milady.”
she tilted her head & watched him glance around. “i can handle the beasts by myself, thank you.” happily bounces on the balls of her feet.
harrenhal's a shite place. don' know why them nobles keep fightin fer it.
glanced around, tongue in cheek. “ain’t see no beasts right now.” a crooked smile pulled at his mouth. “but don’t ye worry, milady. I’ll cut ’em bastards down if any come near ye.”
there are beasts everywhere, ser .
why ye runnin’, milady? ain’t no beasts here
too many team blacks around. let me skedaddle. 👀
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