❝ a person who shares my sensibilities ! ❞ she'd spotted them out of the corner of her eye as she'd been dancing with a lady and couldn't help but curiously venture over once the song had concluded. most who kept to the sidelines chose to stand like statues rather than dance. smiling, laena held out her hand to them. ❝ the only thing better than dancing alone is dancing with a new friend. ❞
The grin that Petra had only grew larger at the offer. She gladly took Laena's hand,"And one who shares mine, it seems." Petra allowed themself to be lead in their new dance, the music a perfect fit for meeting someone new. "I'm Petra Royce, my lady. It is truly a pleasure. Have you enjoyed the evening?"
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melony let out a soft laugh as she walked upon her sibling dancing with themselves in the corner, a fond smile present on her lips. “ i was wondering where our darling wallflower had sprung off to," she teased, considering the other for a moment. a part of her desired to join petra, but she also was far too aware of the eyes present on them. " i fear that i do not recall any of our dancing instructors lessons, they have simply flew away from my mind." melony jested, smile shifting into grin to match petra's.
The youngest Royce let out a soft laugh, shaking their head in amusement,"Your wallflower has been keeping herself busy all night since none of their siblings have been here for conversation." Each of the Royce's had their own people they needed to attend to, which Petra was well aware of, but she wouldn't pass up an opportunity to bother her sister over it. "Ah, well, it is good news that I am an excellent teacher than isn't it?"
DARK chocolate brown eyes crinkled with great and fond amusement as they took in Petra's antics. "you look like you're having the time of your life over there. i'd be afraid to ruin your performance," Merianne teased the young Royce lightly.
"We're here already, we might as well enjoy it!" It did not take a genius to understand the tensions under every event held by the throne. However, the Royce had experienced too much tension in the past already, they would not let it ruin things for them. "How can the performance be ruined by someone as beautiful as you?" She teased back softly.
for : mateo lannister ( @drwnedsun )
setting : desmera’s room after she’s woken them up because of a nightmare !
she’s fighting off her own tiredness as desmera finally settles into sleep once more, lysara perched on one side of her while mateo’s on the other. it was a rarity for their youngest to get nightmares, even more unusual for her to request both her parents in to settle her down. but she had been in the room when the poison had hit the princess, and fear manifested in mysterious ways. fingers brushed through chestnut curls, attention settled firmly on her daughter. “i’m going to kill whoever poisoned the princess and made dessie see it.” they had always been on the same page when it came to their children, always able to put whatever was going on between them aside in order to ensure they got what they needed. even if it was difficult to ignore the tightness in her chest at the nearness of him.
It was easier in the Arbor to avoid Lysara. There were others that would keep him updated as he needed and their conversations regarding the children were often short. Here it was proving more difficult. He would see her in the halls or in the gardens and it took too much from him to not take a moment to watch her. Still, he supposed, being able to be there for his daughter so easily made up for it. His fingers brushed against his daughter's hair softly, watching the little one's face for discomfort. "They will be facing a greater danger angering you than they do angering the crown, Lysara." The silence that they let themselves sit in so often plagued him. Once, there had been no greater pleasure than just being with his wife... Now he still struggled to look at her without thinking of both of their past indiscretions. "She looks like you more each day," He admits, filling the silence with a safer topic.
who: Mateo Lannister @drwnedsun
where: Lannister quarters.
there was little worry in Lucius' mind, but even he could feel the tension in the red keep after the queen's announcement. it made him worry for the future, but at the same time, it would benefit him greatly if the hire was to be Vaelyx. Of course, it didn't mean Vaelyx wished him to take part in his council, but something else would be foolish, the young prince couldn't live without him fully - at least not yet. with bothering thoughts he entered the Lannister quarters, finding his brother in the darkest corner of the room exploring his greatest interest the last years, sulking.
"when will I enter a room and not find you buried in your darkness?" he asked emotionless as his icy blue eyes drifted to Mateo. he loved his brother, he always had and if there was anything he could do to make him snap back to the man he knew him to be, he'd do anything to regain him. Yet, everything was on Mateo's side. he was the one who needed to become alive again. "tell me, am I the one who's going to entertain your children and family this whole stay - or do you intend to emerge somewhat alive from here?" he raised an eyebrow tired and exhausted of seeing his brother becoming a shell of the man he used to be.
Being in King's Landing again was not exactly what Mateo wanted to be doing. However, his children were here as were his brothers. That alone would be worth it. He hoped. Mateo rolled his eyes as his brother entered his rooms,"I am not buried in darkness, brother, I am attempting to find peace." An excuse he had been giving since his divorce, but he had little plans to find a new one. "My children do love their uncle, it would be rude of me to keep them so busy they could not see you," He responded tartly. Finally, Mateo snapped his book shut, standing to greet his brother properly. "I will be with them soon, I promise you."
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Petra was beginning to tired from the endless amount of activities they had been entertaining themselves with when they saw him. Where feet had once dragged, they now hopped. It had been too long since they had seen their friend. She, essentially, skipped into place next to him, her hands going behind her back to grin up. "There you are! I feel as long you've been avoiding me all night long! Now, are we to dance?"
open starter at the balcony of the great hall during the queen’s feast.
Against all instructions of acting anything but perfect, the lady tully had dance almost from the moment the music had began to mere moments before she had decided to walk out of the room in look of fresh air. the exposed skin of her chest was covered in a thin layer of sweat and the long tresses that been carefully brushed where slightly tangle, she knew it without having to run her fingers through it. but it all made her smile widely as looked up to the starry sky. kings landing had never been her favorite, but the night had been quite enjoyable, even if she was to hear her mothers remarks over break fast the next morning. “one only finds itself out here for two reasons.” her thoughts are interrupted when steps sound near by. “either one is having too much fun, or no fun at all. which one may you be?” she finally dares look over her shoulder at the new comer.
It is by chance Petra finds herself on the balcony, the nights festivities bouncing them between dancing and talking. They had very little time to explore on their own and so she had taken an opportunity to excuse herself. She had not known she was stepping outside until she was doing so, eyes cast upward to out toward the stars overhead. It was not so different here than it was at home. The liege looked over to the voice, a soft smile blossoming into something larger. "I believe I am having too much fun. It was time for a break from the wine and dancing, before my feet suffer tomorrow. I do hope you find yourself here for the same reasons, Lady ...?"
open for ; everyone !
setting ; a basic table in the back.
he’s a little bit bitter as he sits there. as much as he loathes social functions like these ones, it would be different if it had been a celebration for his own engagement to the queen. then he would be preening at her side, her fingers tangled delicately with his own as he looked over their kingdom and saw the future power of their reign. now, all he can see is the prince in question looking for company but not a wife. instead of basking in glory, he’s settled toward the back of the room, wine held loosely between dextrous fingers as happily ignores everyone around him. he lets out a long sigh when he notices someone nearby, looking as though they were approaching. “if you ask me to dance i will throttle you.”
The lord's words brought a soft laugh out of Petra, though they did not doubt he would. "I fear I may be too young to ask you to dance, even without the threat," The youngest Royce said before placing a glass of wine in front of the man and settling down in a seat near him. "I did come over to introduce myself and offer wine, however, since we have not had the pleasure of meeting in the past. I'm Petra Royce."
amusement was , at last , heartfeltly genuine to color features , tugging smile as a rare sight since arriving in kings landing : for uneasiness would stand tall in every corner , poking at orys' innate protectiveness onwards siblings ― ones he wished to have left in the safety of runestone . still all beyond the reach of fixing , corrected only under weighted attention the ruling lord wouldn't negotiate upon .
yet there , seeing petra in sheer delight at odds with their environment , the older royce couldn't help but let go of tension : even if only just fleetingly . ❝ daring of you to call this dancing , dear . ❞ a jest , punctuated under smile clear against countenance ― his back leaning against the nearest wall . ❝ but i wouldn't dare to outshine you , so i'll just be an bystander . ❞
It was really her siblings' influence that had kept her as observant about the world. Otherwise, Petra might have walked into King's Landing unsuspecting and naive. And while their easygoing nature might have allowed for antics such as this one, they understood when a situation was simply not worth that type of hassle. Especially when they considered how others would consider them of low importance.
"Dancing can be anything, I think," Petra called back in a sing song tone. "Music and some movements, hopefully some rhythm. Dancing. I think the only difference is that people forget dancing should make you happy." They stopped their movements to give their brother a little bow and grin,"That is extremely kind of you, brother. I am hoping to attract the right kind of attention from this and you would steal my attention."
She sighed, leaning against the wall as she let the wine in her goblet circle around inside it. She was bored and tired, a combination that could be deadly if something went wrong, but for now she was just trying to relax as best as she could. Feeling a presence, she slowly looked up to see who they were. “I’m assuming you’re also making friends with the wall?” she asked them with a soft smile
Petra was taking a break from their regularly scheduled duties, which, of course, was irritating their siblings and friends. After attempting to convince each of the serious faced people to dance with her, it was time to sip some wine and breath for a moment. She grinned at her new companion,"Yes, I fear it is. I've been dancing almost all night and my feet are quite upset with me for it. Why are you finding a friend with our lovely wall?"
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It was with great joy that Petra danced in a corner of the great hall, off beat and without much for looking like an actual dance. They had been trained in the past, of course, but it was not nearly as fun. Especially since, she enjoyed flailing around a bit. The liege paused her dance for a moment to grin at someone nearby,"I promise sometimes the answer to a night's problem is dancing in a corner. You can join me if you'd like."
º ✧ 。––– [ auli'i cravalho , 22 , non-binary , she/they ] welcome PETRA ROYCE , the LIEGE OF RUNESTONE , to king's landing ! the ravens have carried word of their - DEFENSIVE and - IMPATIENT nature , but we have high hopes that their + PLAYFUL and + LOYAL qualities will shine through . when you think of them , ideas of A WARM FIRE ON A COLD EVENING, A PLAYFUL TUG OF YOUR SLEEVE FROM A FRIEND, and A GRINNING FACE SNEAKING INTO SOMEWHERE THEY SHOULDN'T BE come to mind . they are arriving to the red keep , NEUTRAL TO house velaryon . we do hope that whatever happens , they play the game wisely . ––– FINN
I. 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗦.
full name: petra royce.
title: liege of runestone.
age: thirty-two.
birthplace: gulltown.
gender: non-binary.
pronouns: she & they.
orientation: bisexual / biromantic.
religion: faith of the seven (but not really).
loyalty: house royce.
II. 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
+ positive traits: playful, kind, loyal, wise.
- negative traits: defensive, impatient, evasive.
mbti: enfj – extroverted, intuitive, feeling, and judging.
moral alignment: chaotic good
III. 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
faceclaim: auli'i cravalho
hair color: black
eye color: brown.
height: 5′ 3’’.
build: curvy, athletic.
distinguishing characteristic(s): long curly black hair
IV. 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬 𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗘
marital status: unwed, unbetrothed.
children: none.
sibling(s): 3 older siblings.
V. OVERVIEW
Born to a wealthy, but not noble house, Petra was an only child. They were the absolute apple of her parents' eyes, whatever the babe did was met with praise and encouragement. However, being good parents does not mean they were good people. They had been stealing from those around them for years, building their wealth as others suffered.
It was only their close friendship with the Royce family that saved them from the sword. They were banished for their actions, but Lady Royce took pity on the small child they had, knowing that their friends would struggle soon enough. The two families agreed that it would be best if Petra was adopted as a Royce at three years old.
They adapted quickly, enjoying life with her new siblings. Petra was a curious child, exploring the world with wide, excited eyes. Her bare feet stomping around their home earned her the nickname of Patter for the sound.
Though things became tense after the passing of Lady Royce, Petra kept their natural playfulness, however, at one point it took a dive. At sixteen, too bold and loud for their own good, Petra picked a fight with their father. And the truth of her birthparents was revealed shockingly. They had spent most of their childhood creating fantasies of their brave, good parents, just for it to be thrown in her face.
Petra is proud of being a Royce, even with their father being the way he was. Nothing would take their pride. Now with everyone else in this City, there is so much for Petra to learn and explore. She is excited and ready to jump in headfirst to the opportunities they have.
