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"Rheyna." he will repeat back her name, like an honour, and a smile will follow the word with satisfaction very much present on his face. He was not above a stolen moment in the dark, an inappropriate gaze set to linger a tad too long.
But to speak freely in front of a royal, even one whose last name did not match the rest, was a risk far too great. Varyn dared cross many lines, but to dive into territory of truths that had him tongue-tied, was something else entirely. He would not give local whisperers the satisfaction of his mind, they were already privy to more of him than he should ever like to accept.
"I would not dare hide from you, sweet Rheyna. Nor question the solidity of your word. But it is more than your ears alone which inhabit these halls, and I fear others might not be so generous." having said that, he will offer out a hand in a sly attempt to inquire more privacy, and he will do it with so much poise one could easily mistake him for a decent man.
"We might yet find a corner worthy of truth-saying. Should my lady be wiling to accompany me for a walk?" Cersha would scold him now, if she could, and a smile on his lips is almost in protest to imaginary words. He meant it when he promised not to make his sisters life harder within the dragons den, but he was allowed some harmless fun? Was he not?
"Shouldn't be so hard, finding you a solid match. Such beauty." he looked over at her briefly. "Though I suppose if our dearest Queen should wish to make the matter easier for herself - or you - she need only extend the privilege of her very name. I cannot fathom what possible difficulty that might present, all things considered." Varyn never quite understood why the Queen chose to keep her daughter nameless, felt particularly cruel. But it was also not for him to wonder.
"I have asked for your hand. Once." truth came out to surprise him, and he did not know what reason he had to express it at this moment in time. It was hardly relevant. "Needless to say, it never led anywhere. But the intent was there. I would hate for you to feel discouraged on this matter, knowing how very...desirable you are, indeed." there's a softness to his voice not normally present. "In more ways than one. I might add."
A laugh will follow her curiously posed question and he will shake his head at the prospect of other young ladies and his attention. After a day he had, perhaps it was not unwise at all to stay away from women altogether. If only he had been stronger in that regard. "My sister is concerned that my actions might reflect badly on her. Not sure you're aware princess --" he corrects himself. "Rheyna -- but the world revolves around Cersha Lannister." he jokes, on his sisters account, as he often did, but will reel it in regardless.
"I understand her concerns, however. It is no longer proper for a man of my standing to behave like a boy. Though I cannot help it. -- I am very much aware of my reputation, and while I can confirm it mostly does proceed me, I am curious..." he will stop in his tracks now, to give her a proper look, his eyes meeting hers in narrow, in wonder. "What is it you think of me, sweet princess?"
she knew too well that the walls in the castle had ears and eyes when it was beneficial to them . she could not blame him . the sentiment will always be there for him . ❝ It would be a pleasure . ❞ there was no hesitation in taking his hand . despite it all , found herself trusting him , considering she was comfortable around him . perhaps her fondness of him played a factor in the fact that she would blindly take his hand .
❝ a point I told her before but my mother says she knows what she is doing ❞ and rheyna would at least like to believe so . Albiet , her choices in their lives are making it difficult for them all . VAELORA ESPECIALLY .
his confession came at a surprise for her . ONCE . She had no doubt that his father did not approve . No noble who wanted nothing more than to elevate their family standings would . Still , the thought made her lightly chuckle as she thought about how she felt for him . ❝ I would have said yes to you in a heartbeat , my lord ... all considering , my heart desired to belong to you and I wanted to give you all of me , once upon a time . ❞
lilac eyes looked up as his every feature . ❝ I promise I do not feel discouraged . ❞ yet to be desired and to loved were different . She knew the eyes many had for her . she had her mother's beauty and more so . ❝ Wishful thinking of me to hope to marry for love , should someone actually decide to ask for my hand . ❞ FOOLISH EVEN . Rheyna knew otherwise . when it came to royals , despite being a bastard , happiness and marrying for love is the one thing they can never have . Only the rare few in her bloodline was able to have that . ❝ nevertheless , even if it's irrelevant , now ... Thank you . ❞ part of her didn't dare to venture out the thought of what could have been .
❝ your sister is only looking for your best interest which is her best interest ❞ she lightly laughed . ❝ you have nothing to worry about . at least not with me . ❞
then rheyna pondered at his question for a slight moment before stepping closer . As if to assess him , with a smile gracing her lips . ❝ I care not what others say . I like to form my own thoughts about someone when the times comes ... so far , my thoughts ; you are very much like the symbol of your house . Much like a lion , fear becomes irrelevant , and every challenge is just another opportunity . The roar of a lion is not without reason but the lion is not so fierce as they paint him to be ❞ then the dragoness decided to lightly tease . ❝ There is also the obvious answer ; handsome , strong , irresistibly charming . you should be careful not to get swallowed tonight . I am sure someone is bound to .❞
"Rheyna!" Vaelora's voice rang through the cavernous expanse of the dragonpit, echoing against the stone walls as she entered with purpose. The air inside was thick with the musk of dragons and the faint tang of ash—a scent Vaelora found strangely comforting. Though the weight of her courtly duties had kept her grounded for far too long, the princess had finally carved out a moment to return to her greatest solace: dragonriding. Stormfyre’s absence in the skies had left a yearning in her chest, and she was determined to remedy it today. Besides, there was no one she trusted more to join her than Rheyna, whose love for the dragons rivaled her own. Vaelora approached her sister with a welcoming grin, tugging on her riding gloves as she walked. "Sister," she greeted warmly, her tone a mix of affection and mischief. "You must accompany me to the skies. It has been far too long since we’ve shared a flight." She paused, her eyes glinting with unspoken excitement. "The court can do without me for a few hours, and I suspect you feel the same about your duties. Come, Rheyna. Let us remind the realm why Targaryens are closest to gods." It was not merely an invitation—it was a declaration. In the skies, they were free, untethered by the burdens of duty and legacy. There, they were not princess and bastard but dragonriders, united in fire and blood. @ancientblud
❝ mother won't be too happy about this , 'lora ❞ despite her words , rheyna smiled all too eagerly . Vaelora didn't need to ask her twice when it came to ridding in the skies together . The Targaryens share an intimate connection with their dragons , which goes beyond just training and control . For rheyna it was as if she were one with them . Vaelora knew exactly how she felt when it came to their kindred spirits .
still , she moved with her . two baby dragons clinging on to her as if she were their mother . rheyna was always ready to ride as she was . ❝ My duties are to clearly find someone to marry she would approve of . secure my future as she puts it ❞ lilac eyes looked over at her future queen . she knew she was under a lot of pressure when it came to their mother . being next in line to take the throne .
❝ māzigon naejot , vermithor ❞ she called out to him . heavy foot steps can be heard from a distance , emerging from his home was her dragon . pure white scales covering his whole body , his wings and frills are all pearly white , down to the wing-bones . His eyes were as red as fire . one never thought this one would hatch , yet each day he grows stronger .
translation : come forward , vermithor .
All Tararyens stood out from the Westerosi crowd. With their silver white hair, and striking eyes, beauty was a gift they often held alongside their dragons. And lady Waters had, perhaps, been most gifted of all. She was so strikingly beautiful, it almost excused the fact she was a royal bastard. Almost.
Varyn was not immune to the sight of her either, finding his gaze lingering upon her face a moment longer than would consider proper. And while he blamed it on a mixture of wine and smoke, he knew well enough that even a sober mind would find it difficult to look away. Darkness moved out of her path, light of candles reflected against her skin as if the fire itself worshipped at her alter. She was a dragon, through and through, and he had always admired that about her.
He recalled a moment the girl entered her twentieth name day, when he expressed wishes to his own father of marrying the beauty and his father shut it down faster than he could finish the sentence. 'I will not have our good Lannister name tarnished by your foolishness, boy!'. And that put an end to that. From then on, he had kept his distance. Not just from her, but from Kings Landing as a whole.
Varyn had never before, nor after, expressed any desire to wed. He would not be used as a pawn in his families political schemes. So he continued his travels. And he was happier for it.
Now as his gaze finally diverted from her features and her words filled the air, a smile spread over and he stood up to kiss her hand. Honour her with a greeting worthy of a noble woman. Which she had not been. "Wise words indeed, princess. Though I should say, being myself in a crowd such as this might warrant more trouble than I am willing to face." loose tongue of a Lannister could have them all walk the planks to their own untimely demise, and he had less self-control than most. That reputation did proceed him. Something his company was likely all too aware of. "Would not be proper for myself to be in your way regardless. But much appreciated."
Politeness was rare with him, but not unheard of. "Apologies if I overstep, but I do wonder why it is you are not by your mothers side? Surely your absence won't go unnoticed."
❝ Rheyna , if you please . ❞ After all , she wasn't used to being called a PRINCESS unless the word BASTARD was in front of it . even then , the family archive just had her as RHEYNA WATERS .
her mother hadn't legitimized her although people are talking , considering these past few months , rheyna had been at her side . ❝ you are free to be yourself in front of me , if you like . say what you want . do what you want and you have my word that whatever you do or say won't leave my lips . ❞ although , she did know of his reputation .
❝ you're curious , not overstepping ... but I am sure it won't , when our queen is doing everything she can to find someone to wed me off to . ❞ She lightly laughed at the idea that anyone would even say yes . she had dragon's blood but she was a bastard no less . rheyna would never guess that the man before her , one she had a admire when she was young , asked his father permission for her hand .
In all honesty , she didn't mind never getting married . sure enough , her siblings would let her stay where she was if she stuck to her path as she always did ... and if they decide they want her out , then perhaps she would finally be FREE . ❝ I needed a bit of a moment for myself . decide if I should hide away for the rest of the night with enough wine or do my due diligence . ❞ she was not used to these events .
❝ and what about you ? I am sure your family would like you at their side or given your status , the ladies are just waiting to steal a moment with you . ❞ she lightly teased
Jessamine accepted the flowers with a practiced grace, cradling them against her chest as if they were the most precious gift she’d ever received. A smile spread across her face—warm but tinged with her signature slyness. “As much as I can, darling, though watching the fools at court stumble over themselves does grow tiresome,” she quipped, falling into step with Rheyna and linking their arms.
She turned her head slightly to regard the princess, her sharp eyes softening just a fraction. “And how are you, pretty girl? It’s a delight to see you out among the festivities this time,” Jessamine remarked, her voice carrying the faintest edge of intrigue.
While her tongue often ran wild with biting commentary about the queen, Jessamine tempered it in Rheyna’s company. The dragons of this generation rarely turned on one another, and Jessamine saw no reason to fan unnecessary flames. Still, her words hinted at the subtle defiance she wore like armor. “Your mother must be feeling generous.”
❝ THE QUEEN is always generous . Just as she is generous with her people . ❞ Despite the distant she keeps in the public eye , prior to the last six months after loosing her heir , rheyna knew she was luckier than most . Still , blood of her blood is where she will always stand . ❝ Although , between you and I , I prefer the company of DRAGONS . mostly my little vermithor . it's who I spend my most time with . especially during these events . you will always know their intentions and know what they want rather than get words with double meaning ❞ rheyna was as clever as she was as beautiful .
she found the lady of the Eyrie words to be jocular regarding her mother . she liked lady jessamine when she was being bluntly honest in what she did and said .
❝ Still , it is a fine day for celebrations and to see everyone here to celebrate my mother . ❞ lilac eyes looked up at her brown ones . falling into the same steps and rhythm she took . ❝ Although , I am aware there are others who came for their own agenda , desires , or simply came to watch it all play out . ❞

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“Oh, Princess Rheyna,” Jessamine called, catching the younger woman as she strolled through the gardens. Her tone, unusually soft for someone known for sharp wit and sharper remarks, carried a warmth that contrasted her usual edge. “It’s lovely to see you out here this afternoon.” Jessamine’s callousness wavered for once, replaced by something gentler. She’d spent enough years navigating court to see how the girl was treated—like a thorn among roses, tolerated but never embraced. It infuriated her. Bastards were hardly a rarity in the realm, yet Visenya keeping her own so close but yet so far, struck Jessamine as nothing short of calculated cruelty. She stepped closer, her smile shifting from polite to sincere, her voice low enough to feel personal. “Every time I see you, you’ve grown prettier,” she said, meaning every word. For all her bluntness, Jessamine had a way of offering kindness when it mattered most. @ancientblud
❝ Lady Jessamine Arryn . ❞ Rheyna greeted her warmly . ❝ please ... just rheyna . ❞ She was never really called a princess , after all . some did but even in the archives as far as she knows , she was just RHEYNA WATERS .
Despite being a bastard , rheyna was well educated and knew faces just as easily . never participating in the events but she watched from afar at times . she got to know know people that way aside from running into them growing up . when the woman stepped closer to remark about her beauty , the girl genuinely smiled before deciding to hand her one of the may flowers in her hand .
❝ you flatter me , my lady ... you are just as beautiful and more . the sun shinning upon us elevating it for all to see . ❞ rheyna spoke with sincerity in her tone , she favored dark features than her own . ❝ I do hope you are enjoying yourself ? ❞
open starter. location: Halls of the Red Keep
"I have been put in a time-out." he states, sitting on the stairs leading up to a ridiculous number of bedchambers, bathrooms, libraries, and what seemed to be an endless maze of rooms that served no purpose. Red Keep was an architectural marvel, and there were times he understood why so many lost their lives to keep it, to gain it, to own it. As a child, running around its many halls and its cold walls felt like a dream. But children grow out of childish wonders, and reality sets in and one begins to see a cage for what it really is. Tonight, the only thing Varyn could find within these walls to offer even an atom of comfort, was memories he had left behind, all those years ago. And comfort was what he needed, as he searched for a moment of solitude to clear his drunken mind. "My family fears all the wine might cause me to say something unbecoming of a Lord." a scoff. "Now that would be something, wouldn't it? I - myself - fear these festivities are in desperate need of a bit of scandal -- all this tension in the air with not a single incident is making for a rather dull affair." he takes another sip of the wine and then looks at the other as if seeing them for the first time. "Oh, forgive me, am I in your way?"
rheyna excused herself from being at her mother's side . YOU MUST MAKE A GOOD IMPRESSION . YOUR BEAUTY ALONE CAN NOT SPEAK FOR ITSELF . THEY MUST KNOW WHO YOU ARE . the queen's words kept repeating over and over in her head as she greeted others , while she rather be elsewhere . especially when some of the people that greeted her held prejudice in their eyes . yet could do nothing about it but tolerate it .
she just wanted at least thirty minutes to herself , considering the day already seemed overwhelming . how in the gods did people not get tired ? or were the lords and ladies so used to these kinds of gatherings that it was simply another duty for them ? well , for some when others are clearly here for the entertainment and drinks ... and to indulge in their carnal desires .
after a moment alone in one of the balconies , rheyna excused herself from the couple who thought they were alone when they entered . coming down the stairs , the girl raised an eyebrow as lord varyn lannister spoke up .
listening rheyna simply smiled in amusement . ❝ I find that wine only helps others in becoming who they truly are . Show their true colors . After all , there are only three types of people who you can always count on to always tell the truth .... CHILDREN , THE DRUNKS , AND DRAGONS . ❞ the Targaryen bastard shook her head as looked at the lannister lord . ❝ I can easily go around you . You aren't that large to take up the entire stairs , my lord .. ❞
open starter where: the halls of the red keep, day one
as the guests begin to arrive for the queens festivities, alson has been appointed to help those who have come to visit. the guard was in full force as the castle fills with those from all over the seven kingdoms, friends and foes a like. clothed in her white cloak and queensguard armor, alson walked through the halls, making sure everything was okay. with this many people coming to the castle, there was bound to be some issue, big or small and it was her job to help. spotting someone coming into the keep, she nods a curious hello. "good morrow, the welcome feast should begin shortly. do you need help with your things? i can call someone to help."
the spitting image of her queen , it was as if the woman conceived and birth her with just her sheer will alone ... yet rheyna had a softer look and feature than her mother . QUIET but not silenced , the bastard girl shook her head . she was never part of these events . Often times she stayed in her room or went to the DRAGON'S PIT and spend her days there with vermithor , her dragon , and the others . wearing what was made for her , the handmaiden that helped her get ready seemed to have left her to help out her lady . ❝ good morrow , ser alson . I am not sure where I am suppose to be going or ... if I should be even next to the queen and her children . ❞ it would be a first ... while it gladdens her heart that her mother invited her , truthfully speaking , rheyna would rather spend her time not in the public eye . whispers were already in the air of her presence .
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was this your characters first time coming to kings landing ?
rheyna was born and raised in kings landing . although this would be the first time she would be at an official event as her mother wants to show rheyna off as a means to have her marry into a well off family that would take her .
what of the events are they the most excited for ?
seeing as this would be a first , rheyna is excited in meeting those that come from far away , but rheyna is simply happy to be next to her siblings .
is there anything they're nervous about ?
displeasing her mother and siblings . so you will see her mostly sticking to the backgrounds .
is there anything they're necessarily expecting out of the celebrations ?
she expects all to go as her mother wants and everyone to enjoy themselves . yet she also knows bringing together the realm won't come without its drama and possibly bloodshed .
are there any characters that yours particularly feels strongly about seeing ?
all her siblings . She's never been in large parties or events with them so it will be interesting to see them in this environment . after all when it comes to events such as these , rheyna is often in the dagon pit or in her room or goes off elsewhere .
𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 : rheyna targaryen waters ▸ targaryen ▸ emilia clarke.
❛❛ aesthetic . ❜❜ ⸻ ◜ ❏ . ⸻ the fires of her past are smoldering deep in her marrow , kissed by fire , do not mistake her silence for weakness ; her roars tear through fierce fire with ease , the bastard dragon , she is her mother's daughter , the hunger of this dragon is slow to wake ; but hard to sate , she is fire made flesh ⸻

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𝘐𝘎𝘕𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘈𝘍𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘗𝘖𝘚𝘛
❥ 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 [ 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 ] .
headcanon prompts with questions based on plants & what they represent in flower language . happy roleplaying !! ♡
abatina : is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time ( due to becoming more educated on the topic , certain experiences , etc . ) , or that they would change their mind about under certain circumstances ?
acanthus : is your muse deceptive , or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ? why or why not ?
aloe : how does your muse handle grief ?
amaryllis : what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ?
anemone : how does your muse view the world ; as a cruel & unforgiving place , a land full of wonders , or something in - between ? where does that world view come from ( what experiences , life lessons , etc . ) ?
angelica : where does your muse draw inspiration in life ? what motivates them ?
apple blossom : how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?
bachelor’s button : does your muse actively seek romantic companionship , or cherish the liberties of being single ?
basil : does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?
bay tree : does your muse seek glory & accolades , or do they favour a simpler , more personal life ?
begonia : how cautious is your muse ? are they prone to noticing red flags , or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ? why or why not ?
belladonna : how does your muse respond to silence ? do they take comfort in soundlessness , or seek to fill the void with noise ?
bluebell : does your muse learn from their past , or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?
carnation : what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ? how do they express or not express this relationship ?
chamomile : what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ? are they one to be haunted by adversity , or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?
chrysanthemum : how does your muse express romantic love ? how do they feel about love as a concept ?
daffodil : is your muse one to be loyal in relationships , or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?
daisy : did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ? what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?
edelweiss : what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ? are they known to be courageous from then on ?
fern : does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces , or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?
forget - me - not : has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ? are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?
gardenia : is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on , or to conceal them for long periods of time ?
gladiolus : describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .
goldenrod : does your muse believe in luck or fortune ? why or why not ? where do they believe these things come from ?
heliotrope : does your muse believe in soulmates ?
hibiscus : how does your muse view the gentler , daintier things in life ? as things worth preserving & caring for , or things only bound to wither & disappear ?
holly : how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ? are they aware of it ? do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?
hollyhock : how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ? what’s something they strive for in life ?
hyacinth : is your muse athletic ? does it come naturally to them , or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?
hydrangea : how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ? are they prone to being misunderstood ?
iris : if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind , what would it be ?
ivy : what are your muse’s views on marriage ? do they believe it is something strictly for love , or an institution rooted in business & social benefits ? do they desire or have they desired to be married ?
lavender : how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ? once their trust is broken , how might one go about mending it ?
lilac : what was your muse’s childhood like ? how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ?
lily : how does your muse view their mother ?
lotus : has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ? have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start , or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?
magnolia : describe your muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world .
marigold : is your muse prone to jealousy ? how might they handle envious feelings ?
mint : does your muse view themself as virtuous & moral ? what do these words mean to them ?
nasturtium : describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace , or homeland .
oak : who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?
pansy : does your muse often reflect on their own actions ? do they ever think a lot about the past , and what they could have done differently ?
parsley : describe a holiday your muse enjoys , and why they enjoy it .
peony : what would a ‘ happy life ’ look like in your muse’s eyes ?
poppy : what comforts your muse ?
rhododendron : is your muse receptive to warnings & advice given by others ?
rose : how much does your muse value other people ? do they wish to have many friends , lovers , and/or associates ? are they an easy person to love ?
sage : what is your muse’s legacy ? what do they want to be remembered for & what might they actually be remembered for ?
salvia : is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ? how do they express that possessiveness , or lack thereof ?
snapdragon : is your muse merciful ? why or why not ?
southernwood : how seriously does your muse take themself ? do they prefer a solemn & intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes & banter ?
sunflower : what brings your muse the most joy in life ?
tulip : how does your muse view people in general ?
violet : how does your muse respond to betrayal ?
willow : how does your muse handle sadness & depression ?
zinnia : how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ? has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?
Plant/Flower Symbolism Asks (Part II)
Based on the list on this wiki page
Bay Wreath - What is your muse’s proudest moment/accomplishment?
Begonia - Is your muse prone to ‘flights of fancy’, or are they more down-to-earth?
Bellflower - Who does your muse love?
Bells of Ireland - Is your muse lucky?
Bird’s-foot Trefoil - How far would your muse go for revenge? What level of offense warrants retaliation, in your muse’s opinion?
Bird of Paradise Flower - Does your muse have a good grasp of the bigger picture, or do they have a more narrow perspective on things?
Box - How much has your muse changed throughout their life? What sort of inner demons have they overcome?
Borage - How courageous is your muse in general? What limits do they have to their courage? Are there any situations that will give them more courage than they normally would have?
Broom - How well do they take compliments?
Bulrush - Is your muse an aggressive person? What situations might bring out more aggression in them than normal?
Bumblebee Orchid - Is your muse good at figuring out the inner workings of a machine if they take it apart?
Buttercup - Does your muse come from a wealthy family? How wealthy is your muse on their own?
Cabbage - Does your muse know how to turn a profit if given the opportunity?
Camellia Japonica - What does your muse excel at, and are they aware of/proud of these skills?
Campanula - What is your muse grateful for in life?
Canterbury Bells - Who is your muse grateful for being in their life?
Carnation - What sets your muse apart from their peers, in your opinion?
Celandine - What is your muse looking forward to? Alternately, what are some examples of events in your muse’s future that will bring them joy?
Cherry Blossom - Does your muse do well in school?
Chestnut - How important is the concept of virginity to your muse personally? Do they impose this on other people?
China Aster - Would your muse be comfortable with a polyamorous relationship?
Chrysanthemum - Who considers your muse precious to them? Are they aware of how they feel?
Coreopsis - How good is your muse at keeping a cheery attitude, and how genuine is it?
Cowslip - Does your muse usually exhibit ‘grace under pressure’?
Clove - Does your muse believe it’s possible for love to endure all hardships?
Clover - Is your muse skillful in any sort of trade? Would they be interested in one?
Columbine - Has your muse ever been cheated on?
Coriander - What are your muse’s views on one-night stands, for themselves or for others?
Crocus - Did your muse ever experience puppy love as a child?
Cypress - What is the most impactful loss that your muse has experienced?
Daffodil - Has your muse ever gotten a chance at a fresh start at life? If not, would they make one if they had the chance?