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#IVORYBLED is a dependent multimuse written for thronesfm by elle .

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the reach , tyrosh , the father , house stark
the reach : how do you behave at court ? do you pretend or are you honest ?
❝ i behave accordingly to court , as all nobles do . i do not purposely pretend to be anything other than honest but when the slip of the tongue could mean losing your head , i find myself more and more quiet these days . ❞
tyrosh : how do you feel about your family ?
❝ oh , i absolutely adore my family - siblings , cousins , and distant relatives all alike . my parents are from great houses , meaning i am lucky to have lots of family ... even if they don't all get along . ❞
the father : what are you seeking for in a loved one ?
❝ is there anything more than love ? perhaps someone who does not care for the politics of court but would find an afternoon of tea with music much more enjoyable . ❞
house stark : what are some of your quirks ?
❝ an interesting way to word that , perhaps my lute playing skills , my infamous dislike of horses ... really , their dislike of me , and usually being one of the smartest people in the room . ❞
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fire burned beneath dragon prince's flesh, memory of the last attack two years prior still vivid within his mind and now another had struck at the very heart of the dragons' pride. lady lannister a tragic addition to the crime. however, those at court were presented the facade of a tense but composed heir as he walked the halls, violet hues subtly observing all, which was how he noticed the other approaching out of the corner of his eye, turning toward them before they spoke. ❝ is there something i can help you with, my liege? ❞
the palace walls tower above and how massive everything is makes kyra feel that much smaller . it doesn't help that every hallway seems longer than the last and yet they all look the same . a bit turned around and doing her best not to appear out of place , her efforts seem fruitless once the prince catches her gaze . ❝ yes , your grace , there is , ❞ a quick curtsy and a smile , kyra attempts to point in which direction she came from ... but she has no idea . ❝ i admittedly find myself ... lost . ❞
location: the gardens participants: florian martell & open
"while it's no highgarden," florian paused only momentarily, "i must admit these gardens possess a certain charm," he concluded with a smile as he turned to look at his companion. it was a forced statement, he hated the mere thought of anything in kings landing being charming, but the gardens were nice. not to mention, he was essentially desperate for a conversation that had nothing to do with the ball.
a second glance at the gardens is given , even if he disagrees with the sentiment . there is nothing that piques his interest in the royal gardens and he won't show false niceties so easily . arthur gives a shrug , not wanting to ignore the lord altogether , yet he knows anything out of his mouth would come with attitude . ❝ do they ? ❞ he questions , eyes squinted at a dull display of flowers . ❝ you need not pretend with me , my lord , there's no garden as impressive as highgarden . ❞
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄 . lord dunstan dondarrion dressed as golden lion.
❛ one would think the court might be slightly more concerned - what with the rumour a woman's been tossed off a balcony. ❜ dunstan is cavalier in his words, for he too holds little concern - or so he acts. from across the crowded ballroom his sister is visible, and thus he can rest far more easily - even if he does not find truth in the matter. ❛ i shouldn't be all too surprised, we seem to be near out of arbor wine. ❜
❝ oh , it's not a rumor , ❞ he informs as arthur approaches , dressed as summer with golds and florals alike , knowing it best not to linger near the scene of what he suspects is most likely a crime . none of his business , though , and he doesn't wish to get involved . ❝ i saw it happen ... well , not really , but i did see her splash into the water . tossed may be a bit of a stretch , i think it was more so pushed . ❞ hardly a difference to the woman who had taken that plunge to the pond below .

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Where: The Gardens Who: Unmasked / After the events at the balcony
Valaenys had made her escape from the ballroom a while ago, preferring her own company and the quiet of the gardens over the noise and commotion of the ballroom. She had enough dancing and small talk to last her a lifetime. She sat alone in one of the benches, mask placed and long forgotten next to her on the seat when she heard footsteps approaching. "Had enough of the party as well? Coming to seek some peace and quiet?" She asked curiously as she looked up to see who had interrupted her alone time.
when the events happened , kyra hadn't realized how far away the other ladies had gotten . she'd been distracted in the gardens and hadn't anticipated needing to return so soon . even in her sudden panic , she knows she will find azra in time and decides it best to stay out of the way of others . ❝ indeed , i've partied myself out for the evening . ❞ though true , she wouldn't let on about being lost .
╰ ┈ [ sean teale , twenty six , cis man , he/him ] in the time of dragons , ARTHUR HIGHTOWER is entering the game of thrones . said to be intuitive + eloquent , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be calculating + opportunistic . when asked about them , people are always reminded of numerous stacks of books littered throughout a room , satisfaction always barely out of reach , the cold startling touch of a steel sword's hilt . though they are the LORD OF OLDTOWN , their true loyalties lie with house hightower and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THE PEACE TREATY / THEIR FAMILY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .
where : the gardens during the balcony tumble . who : everyone still masked .
lannister lord struts through the gardens , leaving labyrinth of greenery behind him together with some highborn daughter he left dazed in pleasure . with confidence as satisfaction he walks back to the festivities , his mind full of thoughts of what the oh so great king has planned for them . " did i miss anything exciting, " lion questions to whoever his green optics land on , shark grin showing rows of pearly white teeth .
sticking out like a sore thumb , she does her best to be subtle about her lack of company . kyra doesn't wish to draw attention to herself , at least during the current predicament , wishing she could find azra before encountering anyone else . not lucky enough , lady martell curtsies to the lord and returns her toothiest grin . ❝ that would depend on your definition of exciting ... but i'd say it's more horrific that someone was thrown from the balcony . ❞
╰ ┈ [ maddison jaizani , twenty eight , cis woman , she/her ] in the time of dragons , KYRA MARTELL is entering the game of thrones . said to be freethinking + whimsical , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be capricious + intransigent . when asked about them , people are always reminded of hands never without a goblet full with dornish wine , high pitched giggles accompanied by rosy cheeks , grasping for as much freedom as possible with high ambitions . though they are the LADY OF THE TOWER OF JOY , their true loyalties lie with house martell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THEIR FAMILY above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come .
where: the balcony (during the recent plot drop)
who: princess torrha stark (masked) + anyone who wish to reply.
the northern princess should be accustomed to grand events. alas, nerves were sweltered and lungs felt aching, begging for a chance of air. this brought her to the balcony, in hopes of allowing herself a moment of freedom. however, her eyes gasped in horror as she watched a body tumbled to the ground. still masked, her voiced wavered, as she wishes to scream. yet, her body stood in panic, unsure on her next move. she found it moving on her own as she ran towards the hall, sparing a glance to hope to find the perpetrator. no avail. "we must alert the guards", she spoke, her voice trembling through the mask.
wrong place , wrong time - that's what he'll refer to the incident as where his proximity is considered . he heard the distant arguing , on a balcony not far from the argument , but arthur couldn't care less . his attention was focused on what was beyond the railing , thoughts plaguing his mind - perhaps that's why the splash was so out of place . arthur was immediately interested then , turning to see the second glimpse of a woman and the lingering horrified looks that remained . someone speaks up a few steps away and from behind his golden summer mask , he's the one to respond . ❝ by the looks of it , someone else is surely to have already done so . ❞

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where: the gardens
who: liege quentyn allyrion (unmasked) + anyone who wishes to reply.
unknown to commotion taking part on the grounds, the liege had taken upon themselves to wander around the fortress. he'd grown tired of the mingling in the ballroom as the dancing, grew to be a nuisance in his opinion. instead, he'd taken themselves to the gardens in hopes of finding some symbol of tranquility. a goblet in hand, contained a dornish wine, he'd sipped on for a couple minutes before a sense of edge felt in his gut. eyes being felt on them, the dornish, quirked an eyebrow at the stranger. "who goes there?", he asked, "show yourself, i know you're there. "
the sudden voice causes her to cautiously jump , eyes darting from their view when they call attention to her . ❝ apologies , my liege , ❞ kyra calls out , curtsying once all of herself stands before them . ❝ i had gotten separated from the other ladies when ... ❞ the screams had frightened her more than she'd like to admit . ❝ it is not a good time to be alone . ❞ or be surrounded by strangers .