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โ A nightmare might force you awakened.
The tough life might force you awakened . โ
tw: gore .
ย ย ย ย ย Vaelenora hadnโt realized she was falling until she felt the unfamiliar coolness of the stones beneath her cheek, a poisoned cup tumbling from her limp hand. Her final thought had been one of vague confusion, not knowing how or why sheโd come to be lying on the floor when her brother was supposed to be finding the love of his life. Shouts and screams made the last of her conscious moments even more alarming with so many people calling her name that she couldnโt have decided which way to look even if she hadnโt been fading from the world.ย
ย ย ย ย ย From then on there was mostly darkness peppered with primarily unsettling dreams. At times they were soft and sweet, accompanied by the sound of her brothersโ gentle and coaxing voices as they bid her to wake, reminiscing on the times when Vaelenora had been small enough to carry through the halls of their castle. Sheโd fit perfectly in the crook of her eldest brotherโs arm, and though Vaelyx had only been ten when she was born heโd vowed to protect her from any and all danger. Heโd repeated those vows while she slept, his comforting words floating through the mists and clouds of her dreamworlds.ย
ย ย ย ย ย But his gentle words couldnโt protect her from the worrisome secrets Ceria divulged as the mistress of whispers stayed true to her title and breathed things Vaelenora would never have considered while the princess slept. The familiar womanโs voice still brought the young princess peace, but the mutterings of mistrust and murderous plots sent Ellieโs dreams spinning on a dark and twisting axis. Hands reaching from the sky to pluck her family limb from limb, like an overzealous child who didnโt know how to care for their toys. Except these were no toys. They were her brothers, sister, cousins who bled rubies and screamed their torment as the merciless fingers tore sockets from joints and plucked eyes from heads. Their blood would rain down on her face, mixing with her salty tears as she could do nothing but sob and yell, unable to move no matter how much Ceria begged her to stir, no matter how often her brothers bid her to wake and squeeze their hands.ย
ย ย ย ย ย Still those hands would plague the neverending darkness that was the world she waited within, and finally those hands begun to attach to arms, chests and necks, followed by the faces whoโd been murdering her family night after night. But they were never one specific set. It was Luciusโ cascading hair mixed with the harsh severity of Chaolโs face set with Cassianโs deep and intelligent gaze. The features would change just as soon as theyโd finally settled and suddenly Azrielโs brow would be drawn tight over the ship masterโs sickly sweet grin while those hands continued to tear her family to pieces. It was a constantly rotating carousel of features spinning round and round as the faces of current and past small council members played her loved ones like puppets.ย
ย ย ย ย ย Finally her dreams came to another calming pause as Vaelyxโs voice filled her head once again. This time she swore she could feel the warmth of his hand in hers as he once again begged her to wake and squeeze his fingers so that he might know she was still somewhere well and wandering in her mind. And finally she was angry. It was a foreign and hot feeling in the heart of a sweet and gentle princess, but sheโd seen enough of her brotherโs suffering in her mindโs eye while the council and others had ripped him to pieces. Vaelenora would not stand for any more. She was angry enough for her lips to twitch, and for her fingers to flicker against one of his. Shouts for a healer filled the room and the princeโs hand pressed harder against herโs. Her eyes blinked open and she found that her dreams had been flawed while theyโd painted her brotherโs face with anguish, for as she woke she saw true worry on his features, an expression far more dire than any her subconscious had managed to concoct. โVaelyx?โ she croaked, voice confusedly tired despite not having used it for quite some time. โVaelyx, are you alright?โย
ย ย ย ย ย The healer had arrived and was checking her over while someone else called for a servant to send word to the small council. Vaelenoraโs body tensed at the mention, a strangled sound of fear pushing itโs way past her lips at the thought of the faces whoโd starred in her nightmares. โWait!โ was the instinctual command that wrenched itself from her. It had broken loose before she could stop it, before she could remember just how fragile her familyโs human bodies were and how her new and anxious mistrust might cause suspicion. Nevertheless, her request was too late, and the news had already begun to spread through the Red Keep.
king consort cadwyn velaryon โ father ( deceased ) .
queen vaella velaryon โ eldest sister ( npc ) .
prince utp velaryon โ eldest brother .
liege belladonna 'belle' velaryon nรฉe blackwood โ sibling - in - law
prince vaelyx velaryon โ elder brother .
S U M M A R Y:
she was born an entire decade after the sibling that came before her , prince vaelyx . this made her the true baby of the family and she was treated as such after her much lauded birth .
both her parents were deceased by the time she was seven , and she has very few memories of them . instead she was mostly raised by her two eldest siblings , the queen vaella and prince of dragonstone . in their loving hands she was rarely ever put down and spoiled beyond content .
in addition to getting nearly everything she could desire , she was kept sheltered and protected out of the love of her siblings . this has led to vaelenora being extremely naive in matters of life as well as political matters .
she was also sheltered from most of the going - ons when it came to the king consort , joss baratheon's , death . nevertheless she mourns him .
if there was one good thing to come out of her idyllic and cloistered childhood it has been that the young princess can always be found with a smile on her face , and has a possibly dangerously kind heart . she may be entirely privileged and ignorant , but she always means well .
Astra was ninety - five percent certain that awaiting Chaol in his chambers as a surprise was an excellent idea . The five percent of doubt was primarily because of the fact that it was never all that prudent to surprise someone with the title ' master of war ' . But she was in plain sight and had no intentions of jumping out towards him . When he opened the door the man would simply be greeted by the sight of the Greyjoy waiting on his bed in the dress he'd complimented most often . So they weren't all that worried about any unintentional bloodshed . The door to the man's rooms finally opened and Astra's foot bobbed off the side of the bed in their excitement , a warm smile stretching their lips . " Did you miss me? "
Astra hadn't planned on arriving fashionably late , but such was the case while their ship had sailed into the harbor of Blackwater Bay . It was no matter . They'd never minded making an entrance even though they generally preferred to blend in with the crowds . Today they were blending with some of nobles flitting about the hand to the king , Lord Cassian , and they waited until the bulk of them had left to stride after him . The sheer veil over their face was enough to distort their features , and they moved quickly once the pair of them were alone . A warm hand reached to snake around the hilt of his sword while the other playfully covered his eyes from behind , and a familiar voice built for the bedroom caressed his ears . "Guess who?"
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with dahlia tyrell : @malvella
where : the balcony outside the great hall
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย their regret for allowing the company of their children at such an event was felt within moments of gracing the doors of the great hall . rosamund was far too similar to themself as a child , and morgon . . . well , little good could be said about the behavior of the youngest son . thus , megara found themself sending the two to bed merely an hour into the celebration , relishing in the silence and peace brought upon after they received word that the children were safely tucked away . fresh air now became their priority , dornish red clasped in their hand , now safe from the grasps of lord frey . they stepped onto the balcony , exhaling a sharp , perhaps shocked sigh . megara and dahlia had been close in age while they remained in highgarden , one of their favorites among the bunch . but none bearing the name tyrell should be safe in their presence long . saccharine smile swept over red - painted lips , taking a hesitant step further into the night air of the crownlands . " dahlia . " they said , hoping to earn her attention .
The balcony had served as a much needed hiding place during the night's events , something that Dahlia hadn't foreseen needing while she'd thought of how she would re-introduce herself to the prince seeking a spouse . A wrench in the form of a meadow tryst she'd never expected to see again and her ex-betrothed had left her dodging unwanted conversations when she should have been solely focused on Vaelyx . It'd made her mood foul , but if there was one thing that could help turn a botched evening into a good one it was her cousin , Megara .
A smile was instantly lit upon her face , one of the most genuine ones she'd granted on this night amongst her well-practiced ones . " Meg ? What are you doing out here in the darkness all alone ? " She wasted no time in reaching out to embrace the her cousin . " Did your wife already tire of you ? " she jested , all too thrilled now that Meg was present . " And have you already gotten rid of the children ? I was hoping to see them . "
the ย sounds ย of ย the ย feast ย filtered ย out ย into ย the ย gardens ย , ย where ย at ย least ย a ย couple ย people ย were ย milling ย about ย , ย chatting ย happily ย amongst ย themselves ย . ย jocelyn ย sighed ย as ย she ย leaned ย back ย against ย the ย wall ย , ย sitting ย on ย a ย bench ย almost ย completely ย secluded ย from ย the ย rest ย of ย the ย garden ย . ย sheโd ย spent ย the ย majority ย of ย her ย trip ย to ย kingโs ย landing ย alternating ย between ย keeping ย theo ย entertained ย and ย studying ย a ย book ย about ย the ย red ย keep ย , ย including ย a ย map ย that ย had ย been ย drawn ย in ย the ย back ย . ย sheโd ย known ย that ย if ย she ย needed ย a ย reprieve ย at ย any ย point ย , ย this ย was ย probably ย where ย she ย would ย go ย . ย the ย stars ย above ย her ย head ย twinkled ย as ย she ย tilted ย her ย head ย back ย , ย recalling ย the ย names ย for ย them ย that ย her ย septa ย had ย told ย her ย when ย she ย was ย young ย . ย just ย as ย she ย was ย reaching ย for ย her ย cup ย to ย take ย a ย sip ย of ย her ย wine ย , ย she ย heard ย whispers ย nearby ย and ย footfalls ย . ย after ย a ย minute ย or ย so ย , ย it ย seemed ย clear ย that ย it ย was ย only ย one ย person ย and ย they ย were ย going ย to ย happen ย upon ย her ย at ย any ย moment ย . ย she ย sipped ย her ย wine ย as ย they ย rounded ย the ย corner ย on ย her ย hiding ย spot ย . ย โ ย chatting ย with ย the ย flowers ย ? ย "
Dahlia had done her duty and seen everyone she was meant to that evening , and now she'd allowed herself a small escape in the form of visiting the gardens . She'd seen a few varieties of flowers that were extremely rare elsewhere on the continent , and the Tyrell woman was already thinking of how many cuttings she could hide in her dress without crushing them . It was as she was tucking her latest find into her bodice that she turned the corner to an annoyingly familiar voice , and she managed to stifle the groan that had threatened to rise .
Her own reply was nothing but syrupy sweetness as she hoped the other lady hadn't noticed what she was doing . She'd rather almost anyone but Jocelyn be the one to find out she'd been taking cuttings . It wasn't a punishable offense- not even truly stealing . But she still loathed that the Dondarrion had been the one in the garden . " Do you not find them good company ? They've quite a lot to say to the right person . " It was a veiled jibe at how Jocelyn might not be the "right person" in question .
The festivites in the banquet hall were in full swing, each table with House colors filled with nobilibity from around Westeros that had anwsered the queenโs summons to come and compete for the hand of the queenโs brother. Around the hall the queenโs most loyal knights stood guard watching out for the royal family. Casey stood among them and other then a few questions about locations within the red keep, he was mostly ignored while carrying out his duties. That was fine by him, he doesn't miss all this.
Casey knows the faces and names of those around the room, part of his duty and the other having grown up as a Baratheon. Theyโre more familair faces in the crowd, there set to either ignore him or as it seems, bumped into as she was distracted with her gaze towards the Velaryon prince. Her apology started to slip passed and then sturred into a lord casey, surprised bu his presence there.ย โNot anymore,โ He anwsers plainly.
Casey can honestly say he didnโt put much thought into their crossing paths; if heโs surprised to see her, he doesnโt show it. Of coruse she would be there, what young eligiblelady wouldnโt want the hand of the prince. Though partly thatโs his mistake to, once they had meant to be married, Tyrell and Baratheon brought together; then he had bent the knee and stoof there now in the golden armor and white cloak.ย
โWell, Lady Tyrell,โ He purposely responds.ย โI have a duty to look after the royal family, though it seems under your very watchful eye, I may not have too.โ He teases her cause it was hard not to notice her staring.ย โI should perhaps retire for the evening and leave my post to you.โ
Dahlia knew there was little use in donning the usual ladylike and gentle mask she presented to the noble masses when talking with Casey . She'd let the false face slowly slip away while they'd been acquainting themselves in Storm's End , letting pieces of her get loose that were generally reserved for her family and trusted friends . It had been a rude awakening when Casey had joined the Queensguard without so much as a singular hint . The people of the court had whispered about the way the Baratheon lord had joined the Queensgard as a means of escaping his betrothal- how he hadn't wanted to marry Dahlia so badly that there'd been no other avenue . She ignored their thoughtless comments , but couldn't deny that her pride had been badly wounded . Yet the worst part was not knowing if what they claimed was true .
She hadn't thought he'd wanted to escape . They'd gotten along well enough during her stay in his home amongst family and loved ones . So what had changed ? It was a question that remained unanswered during the nearly two years that had passed since the death of his brother . At first Dahlia had thought his oath to the Queensguard had been born of some strange form of grief- but why would a man pledge himself to those responsible for his brother's murder ? She had her own suspicions , but it was difficult to focus on them while he remained so casually infuriating .
A quick glance around the feast told her that no one was watching them too closely , and the placid smile that was her usual and trained expression slid from her lips . " Don't Lady Tyrell me , " she retorted . " You were perfectly fine calling me Dahlia before . " Is he was trying to get under her skin he was already there . " Maybe I will take over for you . But first I might have to find a betrothal to walk out on to do it properly . " The words were meant to be a jab back in his direction , but it seemed they'd also instilled a quiet sadness in her chest . She'd liked Casey . She still wanted to like Casey . But instinct told her that doing so would be folly .
Lucius loved it when they couldn't control their manners, their flushing cheeks, or the way they seemed to be in disbelief because he wanted a dance. if there was something he found enticing it was the youngsters never fully understanding what power they simply handed over. he'd devour them whole if he could; but even he had to show a certain restraint. "is it so baffling that I'd like to show you off to the court with a dance lady dahlia?" he said with surprise in his voice, laced with seduction. his head cocked to the side as she finally took hold of his arm. "did I perhaps interrupt you on your path to something important?" he questions as they walk descend up the staircase. he didn't care much, but he wanted her company, to snake himself within her thoughts during the day and nights if he wanted. "how about I accompany you and wait for you? I don't have any other matters to attend to and I do wish for that dance tonight." he mused.
Lucius seemed rather please with her performance , and she wasted no time in giving an encore while she shyly glanced to her feet . Dahlia let her lips stumble over the carefully planned words , her hands fluttering at her sides . " Show me - ? Please , you flatter me far too much , Lord Lannister . " Dahlia let him lead her like a lamb to slaughter , all wide eyes and tentative smiles . The problem was she didn't know what the slaughter was . Why would the Lord Lannister be interested in dancing with her ? He'd never shown more than a passing politeness to her before . Had she simply caught his eye this evening ? " Oh no- nothing so important as accepting a dance from yourself . " She preened his ego for him while keeping the flirtation hesitant enough to pass for a demure nature . " It would be rude of me to keep you waiting , wouldn't it ? " There was no possible way she was showing up to meet with Cassian with the lion lord by her side , and she didn't much feel like concocting an excuse when this was the easier reply .
smile to faintly trail upon features is wrought under scenic hues : there to suit nobility in long attempt of peace , for a pleased lord was to draw less attention than a short - tempered one . yet , peace was not to match inwards โ fading against findings to move far too late , for actions were already taken at odds with any hue of better judgment . not just another , but a tyrell was the one coloring thoughts in the close of unlikely encounter : real identity shadowed until arrival in king's landing , feeding uneasiness as a whole .
even so , regret finds no space to dwell within his chest โ memories far too pleasant to be tainted in such manner , mostly as gaze locked upon dahlia's figure once more . amidst pleasantries to bore one's mind , orys' focus following her every step until a chance was given . few steps would now keep both apart , and a fleeting sigh followed question pointed to no audience . โ you just found him . โ voice set to travel with ease , surpassing feast buzz by a hint : for only the woman to hear . โ unless there's another to trouble you in such similar way , lady tyrell . โ
The voice she did not yet know well enough to bear an instinctive reaction had Dahlia's head whipping towards it despite her generally careful and well-practiced movements . Perhaps she hadn't known his voice quite yet , but the feel of his gaze almost felt as if it was sunken into her skin . Unmistakable . For a moment she was at a loss for words , lips parted with the intention to speak what she'd been planning to say to him all night . I'm sorry , my lord . Have we met ? Let them pretend as if nothing had happened and they could safely move onwards and forwards .
But the words and plot died on her tongue before they were even born . She'd forgotten how he'd seemed to unmask her when they'd met amongst the flowers . Apparently it had not been a singular occasion while she was left feeling exposed in a way that wasn't entirely unpleasant . The first genuine blush of the evening graced her cheeks , putting the rest of her meticulously faked ones to shame . Her tone mirrored his while she attempted to gather the pieces of the carefully crafted woman she did her best to hide behind in crowds such as these . " Lord Royce . " Her body buzzed with the words , the memory of their joining far too recent to keep it from reacting to his presence . " How might you trouble me , Lord Orys ? " She put the conversation back on him while she tried to regain her ground . Used his given name to act as if she was confident despite the nerves in her stomach .
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Vaelenora was certain she hadn't seen her new guard smile a single time this evening which was entirely unacceptable . Certainly he was working , but shouldn't he also get to enjoy the festivities ? Such was her mission while she shifted the bulk of her attention to him . "What's you favorite thing about these feasts , Prince Belyar ? " It was strange to call some that wasn't her brothers a prince , but she wasn't certain what else to call the man by her side . "The food ? Maybe even the dancing ? "
His single syllable reply had teased a giggle from her lips while she got better acquainted with Belyar's personality . Was he one of those soldiers who acted as if the world would crumble if they so much as showed a singular grain of happiness ? " Close enough . How close is close enough ? An excuse ? Do you have one ready ? " Her amusement grew with every word .
closed starter for lady laelia tyrell @svnflowvr , lord kunal tyrell @wrdensouth , lord cassian tyrell @royalreiqn , and lady alyce hightower @gazofilakion .
" No , wait ! " Dahlia's alarm was nearly palpable as she grabbed the arm of the person closest to her , stopping them in their tracks . " Don't ! My dusk rose ! " Sure enough there was a plant clipping in the direct path of the noble that was about to be made into pulp via their fancy shoe . It wasn't entirely like Dahlia to have such an outburst , but this was a plant rarely seen in Westeros . She'd come into enormous luck by finding it in the gardens of the palace during the feast , and Dahlia was certain no one would miss the sprig of greenery she'd carefully hidden in her dress . Apparently it had sprung loose .
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ย attending the queen's feast to welcome the nobles to king's landing .
closed starter for lady ceria baratheon @nubivgant
If there was one thing that was certain to come of a grand a illustrious event such as this- it was gossip . And there was only one person Vaelenora trusted to have the most interesting tidbits . She plucked two glasses of wine from a tray before greeting the mistress of whispers with a smile , offering one of them to Ceria . By now she knew better than to come empty handed if she wanted to hear anything truly scandalous . "Might I offer a trade?" she asked with twinkling eyes . "A glass of wine for the funniest thing you've heard tonight?"
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closed starter for prince vaelon velaryon @ve1aryon
Vaelenora had been flitting about the festivities like a fledgling bird from the moment she'd entered into the grand party , but she finally landed to rest her wings as she spotted her eldest brother . "Vaelon!" she called out with a bright smile , always happy to see one of her siblings . "Have you seen the crowd around Vaelyx?" she asked with amusement , finding their brother's horde of suitors all too funny . "Do you think he'll last all evening? Or do you think he'll try and hide at some point ?"
who: lady dahlia tyrell @malvella
where: staircase outside of the great hall.
it was evident that the prince had to find a wife or a husband, but Lucius was possessive and he didn't like it when others tried to tamper with his playthings. one of the individuals who had their eyes upon him was the Tyrells. lucius was no fool, the Lannisters had always been cunning and knew what they wanted. however, it was a pleasant surprise to find lady dahlia to be one of the many who wanted a piece of the throne, after all, she was a beauty, and where beauty went he followed.
As he was headed down, the young lady was on her way up the staircase, probably escaping the music, the crowd, and everything which Lucius relished in. "Lady Dahlia-" he smiled, giving a courtly bow as he towered above her. She was small compared to him, but then again most people were. "have you decided to leave the festivities already?" he cocked his head to the side, his sharp blue eyes piercing into her, halfway undressing her with his plain eyes. "You won't even spare me a dance?" he chuckled slightly as he walked down to her, putting his arm out to guide her up. Ever the gentleman and forever the predator.
Dahlia had been on her way to report her progress to her brother when she was caught by Lord Lucius , and she carefully kept the twinge of annoyance at having been delayed from coloring her features . When she turned to face him she was nothing but wide eyes and a surprised smile before she let the expression slip into one that resembled something between disbelief and pleasure . "You'd like me to spare a dance for you?" she queried as if she couldn't quite believe it- as if he were doing her some grand favor by asking . His slow and burning gaze sent a shiver down her spine , but she wasn't quite sure whether it was borne of self-preservation or attraction quite yet . She didn't accept his arm quite yet , giving him another demure look before continuing on . "But why?" She made the words sound almost naive. A flush colored her cheeks , making it seems as though she hadn't meant for the words to slip out . "Please- accept my apologies, my lord . Of course I would be honored to dance with you . I was simply taken by surprise . "
