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This is how you protect someone. You go on the offensive. You fight back.
PERFECT CROWN (2026)
sebastyn baratheon ā ahri tyrell ( @flcwerct ! )
the audience of a reenactment of aegon's seige of the westerlands and the reach
Sebastyn typically preferred the entertainment of puppets and musical players to the historical dramas and the recitations of ancient poetry, but at least in this amphitheatre, there would be action. He wondered what the players risked with their fire-breathing portrayals of the Conqueror's dragons with the destruction of the species not long past.
His head rested in his hand as he idly perused the rounded pavilion, wondering what kind of food or beverage they may be offering, when a swish of skirts suddenly occupied the seat next to him. He looked up just as a burst of fire swept the stage below and illuminated the Lady Tyrell's face in a swath of golden light.
" My lady , " he greeted with a bow of his head. " I believe your family is about to be crowned liege of the Reach , " he gestured below to where an actor in green armor fell dramatically to the feet of the player portraying the first Targaryen king in his familiar silver wig.
ā oh, and look, ā she ribbed in return, ā i believe the conqueror now names your family liege paramount of the stormlands. ā ahri watched as the antler-crowned actor recites ours is the fury boldly ā» a kitschy and slightly questionable performance, in her opinion, but it's hard to deny the entertainment of it. ā perhaps you should be down there, ā she nodded to the stage below, ā i've always said you would make a fitting thespian. ā another burst of flames filled the theater in glow and heat. ā then again, you've never liked conforming to any script, so perhaps not. ā after another minute listening to some more questionable dialogue ahri finally turned towards the baratheon lord, taking a good look at him for the first time. though they often write letters, it's been well over a year since they've last met. he was a welcomed sight. ā it's good to see you, bash. ā only to knowing ears would one hear the soft earnestness of her voice.
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certainĀ uneaseĀ runsĀ throughĀ theĀ handĀ ofĀ theĀ king'sĀ mindĀ .Ā heĀ knewĀ theĀ oldĀ dragonĀ wouldĀ makeĀ thingsĀ difficultĀ ,Ā forĀ evenĀ asĀ heĀ triedĀ hisĀ bestĀ toĀ whispersĀ wordsĀ ofĀ wisdomĀ toĀ himĀ ,Ā heĀ rarelyĀ listenedĀ .Ā theĀ northĀ wouldĀ notĀ beĀ pleasedĀ aboutĀ beingĀ deniedĀ passageĀ homeĀ andĀ carnelianĀ orbsĀ understoodĀ theĀ wrathĀ whichĀ couldĀ comeĀ fromĀ suchĀ chainsĀ aroundĀ theirĀ necksĀ .Ā withĀ maskĀ matchingĀ hisĀ sisterĀ ,Ā theĀ tyrellĀ rulingĀ lordĀ foundĀ himselfĀ seekingĀ shelterĀ awayĀ fromĀ pryingĀ eyesĀ ,Ā hisĀ serpentĀ huesĀ meetingĀ thatĀ ofĀ siblingĀ whichĀ hadĀ understoodĀ theĀ needĀ forĀ conversationĀ evenĀ asĀ smallĀ asĀ whispersĀ .Ā "Ā itĀ isĀ butĀ yetĀ anotherĀ challengeĀ toĀ climbĀ .Ā "Ā heĀ utteredĀ inĀ annoyanceĀ ,Ā theĀ maskĀ ofĀ aĀ kindĀ andĀ comfortingĀ manĀ slippingĀ inĀ theĀ pressenceĀ ofĀ snakeĀ justĀ likeĀ himselfĀ .
aĀ sighĀ escapesĀ tiredĀ council'sĀ lipsĀ beforeĀ carnelianĀ orbsĀ locksĀ uponĀ sisterĀ .Ā "Ā itĀ seemsĀ theĀ kingĀ might'veĀ madeĀ enemiesĀ evenĀ amongstĀ theĀ wolvesĀ ,Ā evenĀ afterĀ givingĀ aĀ sonĀ toĀ themĀ -Ā "Ā annoyanceĀ canĀ beĀ visibleĀ toĀ sisterĀ ,Ā butĀ notĀ toĀ watchingĀ partiesĀ .Ā "Ā iĀ wishĀ toĀ seeĀ highgardenĀ againĀ soonĀ ,Ā ifĀ onlyĀ toĀ smellĀ theĀ fieldsĀ .Ā "Ā heĀ confessesĀ inĀ theĀ confinementĀ ofĀ theĀ twoĀ .
it had been many moons since she had been in the same room as her brother, and a part of her wished this week had not been their reunion. the other part found it rather fitting. there is truly nothing like a king's outward paranoia and bristling lords held at court against their will, providing the perfect setting for them to meet again. such politicking and challenges are things they are all too familiar with as a family. perhaps it is why they naturally drifted at each other's side after the king's speech. she listened as her brother vented, hushed and vexed. she herself found maelor's pronouncement disconcerting to say the least, but her faith in her lord brother never wavered. and although ahri's natural instinct is to solve all the troubles of her loved ones, this trouble was one she could not fix for him. when she was younger, ahri had a way with the king, bonding over a love of dragons and the histories of old valyria. but she knew even her way with words could not break through the king's mania now. this would fall on her brother's hands alone. however, perhaps she could use her words elsewhere. ā brother, i can speak with the starks. ā she offered cooly. ā perhaps they are not irrate, ā she jested, ā but if they are as we assume, i can sway them to endure the captital a little longer. and they can convince the same of the other northern lieges.ā knowing her good standing with the starks, it was a sound plan. ā just say the word, and i shall do as you command. ā ā i can also send for a bouquet from home, if you wish. ā this she submits more softly. she spent half her childhood living away from home, and as used to it as she is, she did understand her brother's yearning for home better than most. nothing compared to summer fields and wildflowers of highgarden. ā leona knows your favourites. ā
ą¼» ā ą¼ŗ open starter for ( 0 / 3 ) time & location: day 5 ; the masquerade ; the great hall
ā°ā⣠the great hall paused, like a still from a painting by one of the old masters. it would make for a beautiful scene ā» glistening candlelights dyed the sea of decadent jewels and fine silk in gold amber ā» a magnificent sight no matter where you looked. yet, what captured eyes most was not the shine nor the vivid. no, the focal point of this piece would follow everyone's attention, centred upon the dais, to the pale white dragon and his lost queen. and like all masterpieces, there was more than meets the eye. for below the pulchritude lay something far more rotten. all eyes remained on king maelor as he returned to his seat ; the hall sucked of its breath until the music finally resumed and merriment followed. but even hidden behind masks and mirth, ahri could still see it in the stiff postures and sharp glances, hear it in the forced laughter and strained whispers ā» there was fear in the air. but it wasn't new. she felt the tension, palpable, from the moment she arrived in king's landing, and the king's decree felt like a long time coming even before then. ā oh, ā a sudden presence behind her snapped her from her musings, and she turned to meet the figure before they could collide. ā i shouldn't have stood in the middle of the path. my apologies, ā her voice soft and disarming, ā here, let me get you a new drink. ā she smiled from behind her mask, grabbing a new flute from a passing serving boy and replacing it with the old.

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( lee jieun, 30, she / her,Ā tyrell b )Ā āā ⸱ king maelor offers his welcome toĀ LADY AHRI TYRELL ofĀ highgarden. across the realm, they are praised as theĀ EPITOME OF GRACEĀ andĀ BRILLIANTLY GIFTED, though courtly whispers insist they can also be DOGMATICĀ andĀ ELUSIVEĀ behind closed doors. still, their allegiance is said to lie with HOUSE TYRELL & THE FEW WHO'VE EARNED HER HEART. their presence evokes imagery of blinding sun glitter on a cerulean lake; the buzz of a gala, as whispered secrets drift off the balcony into the midsummer night; the scent of the rose garden wafting beyond the hedge maze, sweet and dizzying, enough to inspire any storyteller. with so many tales in circulation, separating truth from fiction may prove no easy task.Ā