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#  𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐄   :      ❛   when   have   we   EVER . . .   !    ❜ #  𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋-𝐈𝐒𝐌   :      ❛   PLAYED   fair   ?!   ❜

𝕿𝖍𝖊   𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐   𝕾𝖚𝖓   𝕿𝖞𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙

Sersi   does   not   burn   like   a   star—they   consume   like   the   abyss.   A   being   both   worshipped   and   feared,   they   are   the   weight   of   inevitability,   the   pull   of   a   tide   that   drowns   all   beneath   it.   Their   power   is   a   force   of   nature,   bending   the   world   to   their   will   without   question.   But   they   were   not   meant   to   be   this   way.

Selene,   their   mother,   the   reincarnation   of   Isis,   did   not   mean   to   create   a   tyrant.   She   only   wanted   the   perfect   heir—one   who   would   never   falter,   never   stray,   never   be   weak.   In   her   desperation,   she   laid   a   curse   upon   Sersi,   a   divine   burden   meant   to   ensure   their   rule   would   never   be   challenged.

But   the   weight   of   that   power   did   not   make   them   stronger.   It   made   them   hungrier.   It   hollowed   them   out   into   something   that   could   never   be   satisfied,   never   be   still.   And   when   Saint   ran—when   their   beloved   brother   refused   them—Sersi’s   carefully   constructed   world   cracked.   Because   Saint   is   the   only   thing   they   have   ever   wanted   that   will   not   bow.

I  wasn't  expecting  you  to  be  you.

did  we  just  have  our  first  fight?

aren't you tired of all of this?

do  you  think  you're  the  only  one  capable  of  getting  hurt?

please,  nothing  frightens  you.

aren't  you  tired  of  all  of  this?

most  of  all,  I  hate  you  because  I  think  of  you.  often.  It's  disgusting,  and  I  can't  stop.

you can die slowly cut into a thousand pieces.

i  could  easily  forgive  his  pride,  if  he  had  not  mortified  mine.

have  I  told  you  how  hideous  you  look  tonight?

if  you  hurt  me,  I  wouldn't  cry.  I  would  hurt  you  back.

i  am  going  to  keep  on  defying  you.

i  hate  you  so  much  that  sometimes  I  can't  think  of  anything  else.

my  sweet  nemesis,  how  glad  I  am  that  you  returned.

you  really  are  terrible,  you  know  that?  I  don't  even  understand  why  the  things  you  say  make  me  smile.

these  violent  delights  have  violent  ends.

kiss  me  or  kill  me,  you  can't  do  both.

if i cannot have your love, i will have your fury.

you  can't  do  it.  you  can't  kill  me.

you  know  what  the  worst  part  was?  pretending  I  loved  you.

you  are  cruel  even  in  love.  i  ought  to  hate  you.

I'd  spend  a  lifetime  at  the  tip  of  your  blade,  and  it  would  be  worth  it.

so  that's  why  you  so  readily  agreed.  know  your  enemy,  right?

the  most  worthwhile  and  difficult  lesson  is  to  love  your  enemy.  they're  often  a  reflection  of  you.

i'll  take  anything  over  days  of  silence.

you  may  not  think  I  can  feel,  but  that  doesn't  mean  I  can't  see  feelings  in  others.

you’ve  changed  me  for  the  better,  and  even  if  you  left  me,  I  would  still  have  that.

how  swiftly  you  dismiss  our  love.

i  am  not  the  love  you  knew  before.

would  you  fall  in  love  with  me  again  if  you  knew  all  I've  done?

hurt  more  lives  than  I  can  count  on  my  hands  but  all  of  that  was  to  bring  me  back  to  you.

I  couldn't  let  you  sacrifice  yourself  for  me.

I  wouldn't  want  to  marry  anybody  who  was  wicked,  but  I  think  I'd  like  it  if  he  could  be  wicked  and  wouldn't.

as  sick  as  it  sounds,  i  loved  you  first.

do  you  think  that  I  want  to  be  in  this  position?  contending  with  these  thoughts  of  wanting  to  be  nowhere  except  with  you.

even  when  I  didn't like you,  I  lusted  for  you.  It's  the  most  maddening,  beguiling,  damnable  thing,  but  there  it  is.

you  are  the  bane  of  my  existence,  and  the  object  of  all  my  desires.

I  have  never  met  anyone  like  you.  It  is  maddening,  how  much  you  consume  my  very  being.

all the horrors were for love.

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.

All sentences on these meme make references to royal balls, medieval ballrooms or regency, basically set during any period drama. You can change names, pronouns, titles and more as you see fit. Most of these were taken from different source materials found via google search. This meme makes references to masquerades, royal dances and partners.

Dancing, at its best, is independence and intimacy in balance.

Dance is the timeless interpretation of life.

Music does not need language of words for it has movements of dance to do its translation.

Masks reveal. They don’t conceal. Masks reveal your cravings, your passion, your deepest most secret desires.

It was you. I know it was you.

Look at me, Kia! Look me in the eye and tell me you’re not her.

And who shall you be once you don your grand disguise?

I don't like to hear you talk about yourself that way. Your scars do not define you, young lady. Your action do.

All the ladies must dress the same and the men have to find their partners. It’s a game of sorts. 

Even the smallfolk have their own version of the ball, at the steps of the castle.

Swoon, Dora. Every young woman deserves to swoon over the love of her life.

Dash it, Everton, how'd you know it was me?

A masquerade could have been a beautiful dance. 

 Oh, well. What's a royal ball? After all, I suppose it would be frightfully dull, and-and-and boring, and-and completely... Completely wonderful.

Each finds a partner, and upon the bell, we must change partner until we find the one we came to be. . .or the one we desire.

It has been a while since you gave me the honor to dance with you.

If the princess is not too occupied, I would wish for a dance, perhaps?

The Queen and King have to open the ball but the King is gone. No mind, I shall be in his place.

Sometimes in life confusion tends to arise and only dialogue of dance seems to make sense.

If we want our men to dance, we have to inspire them. 

 But with something more, something bigger, something that will give them a reason to want to dance.

But when balls are held for pleasure, They're the balls that I like best.

Will you be my princess for the Ball?

Keeping pushing, Andrei, and you and I are going to play a game.

Nothing like a ball to cheer a nation, give the old lords wine and the young boys the opportunity to find a nice woman and everyone shows up.

Where are you taking me? The ball hasn’t ended.

Royals is like a beautiful, broken angel: hard to look at, but utterly impossible to turn away from.

Attend the royal ball in all your glory and find out what fate has in store for you.

How many dances is one allowed before people begin to whisper?

You cannot behave like a brute. It is my duty to dance with every suitor. I am their princess.

I do not recognize you, my lord? Are you from these lands? 

It is bad luck to steal a princess.

Attend the royal ball in all your glory and find out what fate has in store for you.

There is nothing quite like dancing in the moonlight. It sets your soul on fire and your heart aflutter.

The beauty of a ball is not just in its grandeur, but in the connections it sparks, the emotions it stirs, and the hopes it ignites.

Just keep your eyes on me. No one else here matters.

I shall keep dancing with you until you stop being stubborn and go speak with me. Or you rather have people whisper?

The princess looks beautiful tonight, does she not?

Father, please, you must dance as well. Your dull looks are making people bored.

You promised me a dance when you were better. Are you?

I've loved you at every dance, on every walk, every time we've been together and every time we've been apart.

I can feel people's eyes on me.

Every time I walk into a ballroom, I know they are comparing me to Daphne.

You both get to choose your passions and adventures, while my beloved is chosen by me. And now I must join them for a dance.

Are you planning on running away when the clock strikes midnight? 

If you do wish to go away, I know a spot, secluded enough.

You wish for me to go with you, alone, unchaperoned. I am a maiden, my lord. 

Aye, but I am no lord, sweet maiden. And these masks allow us some privacy.

This is my last chance to find a match on my own accord. If I don’t. The King will do it for me and I would rather not.

 I'm only a girl, not a princess.

Believe me - they're all looking at you.

 They're all looking at you.

You are requested and required to present yourself to your king.

 I do not even know if that beautiful slipper will fit But, if it does--will you take me as I am?

 It would be an insult to take you to the palace dressed in these old rags.

How charming, how perfectly charming.

When I go back, they will try to pair me off with a lady of their choosing. I'm expected to marry for advantage.

Oh. Well, whose advantage would this marriage be of?

I hope you don't find our kingdom too confining.

I am. An apprentice monarch. Still learning my trade.

Our prince seems quite taken with her.

She went straight for him. You have to appreciate her efficiency.

Walk into the room knowing you are the best. Shoulders back, chin up. Their attitudes will totally change.

You dance love, and you dance joy, and you dance dreams.

The ball is about to come to an end, and you have yet not told me your name. 

I thought we agreed we would remain strangers.

I’m afraid my true identity would put you in danger. 

Have you ever been kissed by a stranger at the end of a ball? If not, let me be the first.

Put him on all the invitation lists, he's a divine dancer.

I’m afraid I’m more used to swordfight than ballroom.

You will ruin your pretty gown, princess. I would not wish to step on your toes.

 Silly, I am a great dancer, no one ever steps on my toes.

No. Let them dance. Interrupting would cause a scandal.

One of these men will be my husband one day. What a thought.

The art of husband seeking at it’s peak, during royal ball season. 

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒.

All of these sentences are mostly taking by my own mind and i'm not joking. It was hard finding material quotes regarding tournaments in historical or fantasy setting. Some are from shows or media but eighty percent is all from my own mind, please give credit if use these. Change pronouns, names, locations as you see fit. All of these involve the medieval event of a tournament and what happens around them.

I fear I am already bending far too many rules just by taking you, my young princess.

Show me your hands, you will have blisters soon.

Lady Eglantine doesn’t believe in love, only lust.

In the world of competition, only the strongest shall prevail.

A true champion is not defined by their victories, but by the obstacles they've overcome.

Victory is sweetest when it's earned through sweat, hard work, and determination.

Will you not participate in the tourney, my lord? 

May I have the honor of wearing your favor today, my lady?

Good luck to you, my Prince.

The tournament is not just a test of skill, but a test of character as well.

Is it always this bloody? Will those poor men die? Someone must see them.

I want him to wear my favor.  Only him. 

If he wins, the knight has the right to name his Queen of Love and Beauty. And at the feast, they shall dance.

Be careful. A tourney is a grand place for courtly love, but also, for blood to rise and affairs to appear.

Call me what you like, say I'm without honor, I don't care. I'm not getting on any more horses to whack you people with a stick.

Kings may be chosen by God, but they still make the mistakes of men.

When even those who rule can sink this low, it is not possible to change anything.

It's my lucky charm, be sure to bring it back to me.

My favorite blue ribbon. Take it.

It will bring you good fortune and you will return from joust unharmed.

I was hoping to ask for the Princess's favor.

How about a kiss, for luck?

Courtly love was the culture around the performance of love at court.

And now, rather than admit these feelings, you're dancing around one another with this mind-numbing and frankly boorish mating ritual.

The knights take on the duties of shadows with pride.

Whoever wins the tournament, shall become the prince/princess’ new betrothed.

You want to marry my daughter? Prove yourself worthy.

Petyr survived only because I begged Brandon not to kill him.

When Petyr heard of my engagement, he challenged Brandon to a duel. 

You do qualify to marry my daughter.

What matters most is who she will give her favor to. 

Her face is one that can create dynasties or crumble empires.

I was hoping for a word before you rode on the tourney, my Prince. 

My brother is the one competing against you, please be gentle with him.

The games are done for the day, please, feast and drink as you wish. 

You have been staring all day, my lord. I was beginning to wonder if I had something in my face.

Any damsel that's in distress - she'll be out of that dress when she meets Jim West.

Great men do not seek power... they have power thrust upon them.

My daughter seems. . .infatuated with you. I have yet to see why.

The princess is naive and thinks any man who is kind means well. A tournament will only show her the reality of life.

You honor the arena with your combat. May your swords and shield preserve the peace.

In the songs all knights are gallant, all maids are beautiful, and the sun is always shining.

I will be brave for Princess Pea.

As a squire, your first duty is to your knight’s armor. Your knight’s armor is more important than your own life. 

You will be knighted and you will have earned your knighthood.

You are hurt. At least let me tend to your wound.

The men laugh and fight and the ladies search for husbands.

Nothing like a good tournament to find a husband, or a companion for the night. 

Rumors are always spread with ease in these.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?

You say I'll never get your blessing till the day I die.

We're married now, but we still haven't told your dad. This is the right time.

Are you promised to someone?

My sister's getting married. It's a love match. A rare thing. I’m not so lucky. My husband is to be chosen by who can hold a sword the longer.

Why can’t women participate in the games?

There are games for the ladies, Your Grace. But they are less. . .gruesome. And of course, the dancing.

Princes and Princess all over the realm and across the sea are coming for this event. You must shine brighter.

Let me help you with your armor. It appears loose.

As I promised, I return your favor to you, my lady. 

The Prince never loses a joust. He will crown his queen and then all will be well.

I do not understand the appeal of this. 

I spend days making these favors, let me stay a little longer.

My lady, I do not need your favor to win, but perhaps, a kiss of good faith. 

I do not care who wins these games, your hand is already arranged for another.

Men are scoundrel, specially when blood runs hot after a good battle, stray away from them.

These games are done in honor of the king’s heir.

The lord’s daughter is said to have bloomed, and the man chooses to announce it like this. 

A tournament is for men to boost their strength, fathers sell their daughters like mares and for affairs to happen.

I saw you on the stands today, my lord. But you did not participate on the games.

My brother wishes to dance with you, my lady. He is all too shy to ask himself.

You were injured. Have you allowed someone to heal them or are you too stubborn to let them?

Princess, you must not stray too far away.