Just a girl from the hills

“Who is this creature?“

“My conscience is clear.“

“How dare you defy me?“

“Be mine or you will burn.”

“The only fool I see is you!“

“You sure? Good day to try.“

“I ask for nothing. I can get by.”

“You do what you think is right.“

“You there, what are you hiding?”

“It’s not my fault! I’m not to blame!”

“You make your point quite vividly.”

“What? What am I supposed to do?“

“A lesson needs to be learned here.“

“But, she will be mine or she will burn.”

“Did you make all these things, yourself?”

“Just as soon as I free this poor creature.“

“Who is the monster and who is the man?”

“I’m sending it back to hell, where it belongs.“

“Will today be the day? Are you ready to fly?“

“You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.“

“I’m tired of trying to be something that I’m not.“

“You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!“

“Why is it, whenever we meet, I end up bleeding?“

“Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky?“

“You’re lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart.“

“Go on. Nobody wants to be cooped up here forever.“

“I don’t know if you can hear me… or if you’re even there.”

“Shh. You’ll hide here until you’re strong enough to move.“

“Speaking of trouble, we should have run into some by now.“

“All my life, you have told me that the world is a dark, cruel place.“

“Alright, alright, just calm down. Just give me a chance to apologize.”

“You leave town for a couple of decades and they change everything.“

“You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!“

“But, now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you!“

“You know I’m so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd!”

“Candlelight, privacy, music. Can’t think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.”

“Who is this creature?“

“My conscience is clear.“

“How dare you defy me?“

“Be mine or you will burn.”

“The only fool I see is you!“

“You sure? Good day to try.“

“I ask for nothing. I can get by.”

“You do what you think is right.“

“You there, what are you hiding?”

“It’s not my fault! I’m not to blame!”

“You make your point quite vividly.”

“What? What am I supposed to do?“

“A lesson needs to be learned here.“

“But, she will be mine or she will burn.”

“Did you make all these things, yourself?”

“Just as soon as I free this poor creature.“

“Who is the monster and who is the man?”

“I’m sending it back to hell, where it belongs.“

“Will today be the day? Are you ready to fly?“

“You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.“

“I’m tired of trying to be something that I’m not.“

“You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!“

“Why is it, whenever we meet, I end up bleeding?“

“Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky?“

“You’re lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart.“

“Go on. Nobody wants to be cooped up here forever.“

“I don’t know if you can hear me… or if you’re even there.”

“Shh. You’ll hide here until you’re strong enough to move.“

“Speaking of trouble, we should have run into some by now.“

“All my life, you have told me that the world is a dark, cruel place.“

“Alright, alright, just calm down. Just give me a chance to apologize.”

“You leave town for a couple of decades and they change everything.“

“You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!“

“But, now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you!“

“You know I’m so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd!”

“Candlelight, privacy, music. Can’t think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.”

“Do you feel safe?“

“You’re scaring me.“

“We found you drifting.“

“Just do it. It won’t hurt me.“

“Shush. Something’s in here.”

“Now you’re creeping me out.”

“Hey, are we really going to risk it?“

“Those things, they’ve followed us.“

“You’re just the sweetest thing ever.“

“If you don’t have a plan, we’re dead.“

“You can’t, can you? You’re a coward.“

“Tell me. What’s the use in secrets now?“

“I was tired, overwrought. I didn’t mean it.“

“I always feel so good after we’ve spoken.”

“What are you doing? No, no, don’t. Don’t!“

“No, you don’t say it. Don’t you dare say it.“

“Secrets protect us. Secrets make us safe.“

“What are you, eh? Are you a trick, a trap?“

“What are they? What aren’t you telling me?”

“I know what I said. I was the one who said it.“

“That’s what I’m counting on. Push the button.“

“Trust me. Some things you don’t want to know.”

“She died and it was my fault, and she was you.”

“What sort of person does this to another human?“

“I’m so, so sorry. Sorry. Please… please forgive me.“

“That’s not good. Okay, don’t panic. Or maybe panic.“

“You won’t save him, but you’re scared to tell him why.“

“No! No, no, stop! Please, don’t. Don’t touch it. Please.“

“Please tell me there’s a button you can press to fix this.”

“You’re coming with me. I need you to get me out of here.“

“I think I’m more scared of you right now than anything else.”

“Red flashing light means something bad. Get out of here fast?“

“If we’re going to die here, you’re going to tell me what they are.“

“I need to know if you feel safe. I need to know you’re not afraid.“

“Don’t try and form sentences, all right? Stick to what you do best.”

“Good guys do not have zombie creatures. Rule one basic storytelling!”

“Okay, I don’t know what the hell this is about, but the hug is really nice.“

“I look at you every single day and I don’t understand a thing about you.“

“It’s important to me you get along. I could leave you two alone together.“

“Well, there’s no point, now. We’re about to die. Just tell me who you are.”

Among the countless figures who tread the bitter soil of Westeros, there are some whose births shake the pillars of great houses, and others whose very existence is whispered of only in shadow. Lauyrn Hill is such a one—born not of duty, but of desire; not of alliance, but of longing. Born in the final days of 282 AC, when the winds of rebellion had begun to stir and the old order had not yet crumbled.

Her mother, Lady Tyna Lannister, younger sister to the Lady Joanna, was fair of face and fleet of wit, but fate turned her gaze upon Benjen Stark of Winterfell—a third son, somber and solemn, who crossed her path at the fabled Tourney of Harrenhal. A glance, a touch, a night—what passed between them was brief, but true. And from that brief flame came a child neither family had asked for, and neither house could publicly claim.

She is no simple footnote in the chronicles of the realm. Her blood sings with contradiction—love and duty, shame and defiance. And though the world may not yet know her name, though the singers have not yet shaped her tale into song, make no mistake: the game of thrones has room still for such as she. A quiet rebellion clothed in a lion’s skin, with a wolf’s blood whispering beneath.

A study in ... found family, rejection of noble corruption, legacy, sacrifice, north vs. south dichotomy, power in silence, subversion, internal rebellion, identity, blood vs. choice, Manipulation vs. influence, romantic entanglements, familial bonds, performance as survival, moral compromise.

Indie. Selective. Private. Mutually exclusive.

Original Character that lives in grrm's world of A Song of Ice and Fire & sometimes HBO's A Game of Thrones with AU verses

I am a child of a money hungry, prideful country Grass is green and it’s always sunny Hands so bloody, tastes like honey I’m finding it hard to leave

Ind. & sel. got / asoiaf oc                                                                                 Written by Victoria 

Lauryn screamed in her head as she got dressed for her guests arrival. The dark blue dress she wore had a Silver corset that mimicked ones Cersei used to wear when Joffery was alive. The sleeves came to a wide opening and the dress poofed out more like a ball gown but not quite. The neckline was adorned with slim trim of light colored fur that slowly disappeared as the neckline dropped to show a bit of cleavage but not much.

Her anxiety rose as the silver crown was placed over her loosing curled hair. The crown itself had been made fast as had the dress she had altered in light of recent events. The crown twisted at the sides and coming from the twists of metal to the front of the crown was a vauge lion and a wolf shape. The wolf had a smokey quartz for an eye and the dragon an emerald.

Cersei was gone. Taken from her bed chambers despite the Mountain being near her. Some said it was a group effort, some distracted and sacrificed their lives to the Mountain while others too Cersei. There were many rumors after the near week she'd been gone and Lauryn placed as Queen until the hopeful return of Cersei.

"Your Grace" Qyburn spoke, shaking Lauryn from her thoughts and he motioned for her to walk with him now she was ready for the day. "Tyrion and his daughter have just arrived. They'll be brought to the throne room soon enough. Are you sure about this?" He asked as they briskly walked, her heels echoing down the halls.

"Of course I'm not Qyburn. We both know I've no experience nor the political knowledge Cersei had."

Qyburn nodded as guards let them in, the throne room much more lit than it had been previously. Lauyrns banners hung behind the throne. The golden lannister lion and a similar shaped grey wolf back to back on a black banner with a white outline.

"You also speak for the common people not just Lords and Ladies. As a high born bastard surely you've gained some knowledges that will help you in your rule, Your Grace"

Lauyrn gave a smile at the old Maester, glad for his company and counsel though she wished Uncle Kevan were here.

"By the grace of Old Gods and the New, you come to see Her Grace, Queen Lauyrn Lannister of House Lannister of Casterly Rock, Queen of the Andals, The Rhoyr and the First Men. Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm. The Gentle. The Bastard Queen. The Light of the Crownlands."

Qyburn announced Lauyrn as she sat on the uncomfortable throne as she stared at Tyrion and Joanna as they entered. How she longed to go to her family and hold them tight. But now she was Queen of Westeros and they served the Dragon Queen come to take back her throne.

"Would it be Cersei sitting here, you both would be killed on sight. But I'm more generous and kind than she." Lauyrn started "Tell me, dear Cousin, where is it that you're keeping Cersei? Or are you going to deny it wasn't your Dragon Queens wish that Cersei be stolen from her chambers?"

She knew Tyrion wasn't a fool, even the North had heard of Cersei's dissappearnce though it had taken a few days after the event for word to get round. So it only seemed natural Daenerys would take advantage of such knowledge.

It was strange to be back in the Red Keep again- when she and her father had both fled to Essos, with his execution for Joffrey’s murder imminent, Joanna had thought she might never see it again. But then of course their paths had crossed with Daenerys Targaryen’s, and a way to return to the Seven Kingdoms and secure her father’s rightful place at Casterly Rock had appeared before them.

She turned to her father, and listened as he laughed, and said, “Do I not have enough reason to wish her out of power myself?” He was right. Tyrion did not need Dany’s orders to move against his sister. He actually knew Cersei, after all. “Worry not, she’s nowhere where there’s any chance of her being found and restored to the throne.” Was Lauyrn worried about that, Joanna wondered. What did she even really think of Cersei, of her deposition, and what did she think of being made queen herself?

Joanna looked up at Lauyrn, her cousin who had always been friendly and kind to her, whom she had always liked. It was strange to see her looking so queenly. She was right in saying that she was more generous and kind than her predecessor, that was why they had deemed it safe enough to come here, whereas it wouldn’t have been under Cersei.

Joanna realised a warm welcome might not be forthcoming even so, and she could understand why. She began to think about what she ought to do. She knew that, as her father was an ally of the dragon queen, she should probably support Dany too, and she did like her, but… When they had formed an alliance, it was when Cersei was on the throne. Going against Lauyrn was an entirely different matter.

Without knowing what her father’s next move was going to be, Joanna decided to make one of her own. She knelt beneath the Iron Throne. “Thank you for giving us audience, your Grace. I want you to know you have my support and loyalty.” She hoped dearly that some sort of arrangement could be formed between the two young women, the two queens, and that it would not come to bloodshed. And she hoped that whatever happened, she and her father could be on the same side in this.

Lauyrn had been looking at Tyrion more than Joanna. “I suppose you do. But is she...safe?” She asked, uncertainty filled her voice as she looked at her Cousin. Surely he wouldn’t harm Cersei. But he had killed his father and that action couldn’t be overlooked. “You still stand at large for kinslaying the Hand of the late King Tommen the first by Queen Cersei’s demand which I still have in effect. I pray you do not add Kin and Queen slaying to that list, Tyrion.” She doesn’t give him the tittle of Lord, such things had been taken by the previous rule and so had been kept that way. 

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the more that you say the less i know

i’m begging for you to take my hand

wait for the signal and i’ll meet you after dark

i should’ve known from the look on your face

your heart was glass, and i dropped it

i dropped your hand while dancing left you out there standing

now no one’s celebrating

the sight that flashed before me was your face when the sun goes down

i can’t give you a reason

i never was ready, so i watch you go

did i paint your bluest skies the darkest gray?

sometimes you just don’t know the answer till someone’s on their knees and asks you

your hometown skeptics called it champagne problems

what a shame she’s fucked in the head

you won’t remember all my champagne problems

i don’t like a gold rush

i don’t like anticipating my face in a red flush

i don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touch

when did all our lessons start to look like weapons pointed at my deepest hurt?

everybody wants you

will you forgive my soul when you’re too wise to trust me and too old to care?

everybody wonders what it would be like to love you

i don’t like that falling feels like flying till the bone crush

my mind turns your life into folklore

you know it could never be

we could call it even

the road not taken looks real good now

you can run but only so far

if it’s all in my head tell me now

when did your winning smile begin to look like a smirk?

i would’ve loved you for a lifetime

i know i’m just a wrinkle in your new life

i can’t see facts through all of my fury

there’ll be happiness after me

do you ever stop and think about me?

seeing the shape of your name still spells out pain

your touch brought forth an incandescent glow 

when i got into the accident the sight that flashed before me was your face

i know i’ll pay for it

my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand

forever is the sweetest con

never be so kind, you forget to be clever

long story short, it was a bad time

it wasn’t right the way it all went down

don’t treat me like some situation that needs to be handled

i can’t remember what i used to fight for

sometimes giving up is the strong thing

sometimes to run is the brave thing

do you miss the rogue who coaxed you into paradise and left you there?

i’m right where you left me

i always felt i must look better in the rear view

i swear you could hear a hair pin drop

they expected me to find somewhere some perspective, but i sat and stared

everybody moved on

i stayed there dust collected on my pinned-up hair

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ Men forget, that woman have ears. ❜

❛ This is a course you cannot step back from. ❜

❛ We all die. The question is what we stood for while we lived. ❜

❛ I did not expect to like you. But I do. ❜

❛ Duels only lead to dead men, not respect. ❜

❛ I let you win that race. ❜

❛ I was unaware that your crushing defeat was an act of charity. ❜

❛ Before I met you, I loved someone. In that way that should’ve lasted a lifetime, but it didn’t. ❜

❛ When I lost her, I thought I’d never feel again, and yet here I am. ❜

❛ We’re gonna be in danger no matter, whether we’re together or not. ❜

❛ I’m glad you’ve come! ❜

❛ I had hoped that our marriage would be a partnership in every way. But with your drinking, your cheating, your blind ambition- ❜

❛ I am trying to be better! ❜

❛ I know we hardly know each other, and yet here I am, asking you to risk everything for me. ❜

❛ I would do anything for you. ❜

❛ I didn’t kill him, but justice needed to be done. ❜

❛ This vile act will not ease your pain! ❜

❛ Revenge is not meant to ease pain. It is meant to balance the scales. ❜

❛ I don’t want to leave you! ❜

❛ I love you. ❜

❛ I put my trust in you. ❜

❛ Well surely you don’t blame me. ❜

❛ How nice of you to take time out of your grievance to mock me. ❜

❛ Not now, I need some air. ❜

❛ I’ve learned never trust the beginning of a book. ❜

❛ And perhaps I shall have your throat slit in your sleep. ❜

❛ We have a problem. ❜

❛ This is your fault. ❜

❛ I should have your entire family burned at the stake. ❜

❛ I’m not gonna lie for you. ❜

❛ Be patient with me. Please. ❜

❛ I can’t bear to lose you. ❜

❛ I won’t ever tire of you. ❜

❛ Speak! While there is still mercy in my heart! ❜

❛ Perhaps I have taken all the chances at love that I deserve. ❜

❛ I’m sorry that I failed to love you in the way that you deserved. ❜

❛ Look how far you’ve come. Trading your heart to rise in station. ❜

❛ But let me offer some advice: next time you threaten someone, make sure you have proof. ❜

❛ A theory is nothing more than a feather. ❜

❛ I am on no one’s side, but my own. ❜

❛ A daughter joining her mother for an evening stroll is hardly a crime. ❜

❛ The tears might be a bit much. ❜

❛ I lost both the man I love and the man I could have loved. ❜

❛ I’m asking you to marry me. But I’m begging you to save your own life. ❜

❛ Do you think we can be happy together? ❜

❛ You’re so clever. Your lies come so easily. ❜

❛ You invited me here because you think of me, as often as I think of you. ❜

❛ You don’t know what you’re talking about. ❜