An indie writing blog for Gwyneth Berdara from A Court of Thorns & Roses. Written by Mackie, they/them. 21+. Primarily headcanon-based with fairytale influences.
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An indie writing blog for Gwyneth Berdara from A Court of Thorns & Roses. Written by Mackie, they/them. 21+. Primarily headcanon-based with fairytale influences.
Rules. / Gwyn. / Verses.

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🐝 * ― 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑷𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑶𝑴 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑨 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( all of these are taken from the song lyrics from the musical of the same name. feel free to change pronouns and adjust to your needs! )
❛ remember me once in a while — please promise me you'll try. ❜ ❛ where in the world have you been hiding? ❜ ❛ stories like this can't come true. ❜ ❛ close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams. ❜ ❛ and you'll live as you've never lived before. ❜ ❛ let your darker side give in. ❜ ❛ who was that shape in the shadows? ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted to see? ❜ ❛ now you cannot ever be free! ❜ ❛ fear can turn to love, you'll learn to see. ❜ ❛ i shall give you one last chance. ❜ ❛ it's useless trying to appease me. ❜ ❛ you're only saying this to please me. ❜ ❛ if he knew the truth, he'd never, ever go. ❜ ❛ it was an accident ... simply an accident. ❜ ❛ why have you brought me here? ❜ ❛ what you heard was a dream and nothing more. ❜ ❛ i'm here, nothing can harm you. ❜ ❛ i'm here with you, beside you, to guard you and to guide you. ❜ ❛ promise me that all you say is true, that's all i ask of you. ❜ ❛ you're safe, no one will find you. ❜ ❛ all i want is freedom, a world with no more night, and you, always beside me, to hold me and to hide me. ❜ ❛ all our fears are in the past. ❜ ❛ why is it secret? what have we to hide? ❜ ❛ [name], what are you afraid of? ❜ ❛ you were once my companion, you were all that mattered. ❜ ❛ why can't the past just die? ❜ ❛ don't make me do this. it scares me. ❜ ❛ we'll be parted forever, he won't let me go. ❜ ❛ am i to risk my life to win the chance to live? ❜ ❛ do i have any choice? ❜ ❛ i know i can't refuse, and yet i wish i could. ❜ ❛ don't think that i don't care, but every hope and every prayer rests on you now. ❜ ❛ you! why did you let this happen? ❜ ❛ but can i trust you? ❜ ❛ i love her! does that mean nothing? ❜ ❛ the world showed no compassion to me! ❜ ❛ did you think that i would harm her? ❜ ❛ why should i make her pay for the sins which are yours? ❜ ❛ this is the choice — this is the point of no return. ❜
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The House has set them a fine table of sweets, thick slices of chocolate cake draped in rich frosting and pastries generously dusted with fine sugar taking up most of Gwyn’s workspace. The priestess makes do. She keeps close her bowls of beads and piles of string, but leaves enough room for a berry tart with a hefty bite taken out of the corner at her elbow. Nesta herself has a slice of that cake she’s been picking at for the better part of an hour, feeling morose and heavy and sorry for herself.
❝ Where would I go? ❞ Nesta aims to tease, but even to her own ears, she sounds bitter. It wouldn’t shock most who know her because who is Nesta Archeron if not resentful and discontented, but she tries her best not to be if her company is Gwyn. Her fellow Valkyrie doesn’t seem offended; this doesn’t soothe Nesta though and she twists in her seat to better accommodate Gwyn’s task with the bracelet.
There is something so easy about spending time with the priestess. Nesta doesn’t know anyone she’s gotten along with so well as Gwyn, but she suspects it has everything to do with her friend’s patience and nothing at all to do with herself. However she’s managed to earn her friendship, Nesta is determined to keep it. ❝ I don’t know, ❞ she says before she can reel in the lie. There’s no need to protect herself from Gwyn. Then, she amends and agrees, ❝ If I could. Would you not? Do you like it so much here under Merrill’s pointy thumb? ❞ Nesta grins, wide and unguarded, and hopes to see Gwyn return it. ❝ We could go together. Somewhere far away. Isn’t there anywhere you wish you could see? ❞
For certain, if there is something that Nesta wants, Gwyn thinks she could take down legions of armies to get it. The problem is the guilt. Nesta holds anger in her shoulders the way many of the other priestesses in the temple in the mountain below them do. Tightly, painfully, leashed only by necessity of survival or duty. In Nesta’s case, most definitely the former. Gwyn too holds her own measure of rage but she clutches it in her hands instead. All the better with which to wield a sword.
Gwyn sets aside her string but doesn’t release her friend’s arm. Touch is new again and it takes some reacquainting but affection is an old blanket long overdue for use. She and Catrin had it in excess to spare for one another. Gwyn imagines her twin wouldn’t mind if she gifted some to Nesta, who looks starved of it.
Gently, the Priestess adjusts her grip to clasp her fingers around the thin of Nesta’s palm so that they now hold hands and smiles warmly. “Merrill is not all bad.” Merrill is terrifying and Nesta knows the truth of it by way of witnessing the other priestess’ vicious tongue. But Gwyn can see that her friend is shaving against the grain of her own habits and extends some sympathy. “Catrin used to long for Summer Court. She wanted to see the beaches.” Gwyn squeezes Nesta’s hand. Could she really leave? She’s not convinced of her courage. But she indulges the fantasy all the same. “Or perhaps Day Court. I heard whispers,” and Gwyn lowers her voice too as if anyone save the House could hear her gossip, “that they sometimes wear little to no clothing at all if the weather is warm enough!”
do you think there's more out there?
There must be so much to do in Velaris. Not that Gwyn would know. Gwyn, who hardly leaves one of hardly a handful of places. Gwyn, who keeps to her books and her ribbons and her miniscule circle of friends. What would she know much of adventure except what she reads in her books? Not much at all. When she was a girl, days were so rarely passed doing nothing. Catrin dragged her around by the wrist if she was ever reluctant and so she was always up to something. But nowadays it’s a little bit frightening to think past the library or the training ring or the House.
Gwyn cradles Nesta’s wrist gently in her hands as she measures out a length of string for a new bracelet. It’s deep red and would deepen the freckles along Gwyn’s arm if she wore it. For @silvreflames, it’s a pretty contrast to the dark colors she always wears. And perhaps Gwyn’s feeling a little romantic and mischievous.
“Are you going to leave me, Nesta Archeron?” Gwyn lifts her face from her task and scrutinizes her friend with an arched brow. Her question is accusatory, but her mouth twists playfully and there really can’t be much doubt that Gwyn isn’t only teasing her. The Priestess’ features soften nonetheless. “I’m sure there is. Would you go somewhere else if you could?” Gwyn suspects already. But she waits patiently for Nesta to confirm and smiles as if to reassure that it’s safe to do so.
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MORE QUESTION PROMPTS * assorted questions, adjust as necessary
when were you going to tell me the truth about this?
there's another way to solve this, isn't there?
why did you pretend for so long?
could you just wait until i'm ready?
how long has this been going on?
do you think there's more out there?
were you really the person i thought you were?
how many times have i asked you to do this?
how long have you loved me?
you've known all along and you never told me?
how am i supposed to be normal about this?
did you ever think this could affect me, too?
how can you be so selfish?
when was the last time you slept?
you've done this before, haven't you?
what do you mean, you don't know?
do you believe in a higher power?
will you make me something?
why did you lie to me?
are you dressed?
will you please sit down for two seconds?
how can i make you understand?
how often does this happen?
is this a regular thing for you?
do you come here often?
mind if i buy you a drink?
did you ever consider it might hurt my feelings?
do you wanna get out of here?
why don't we find somewhere quiet?
do you need some help with that?
is that all you brought?
is it hard being this stupid?
do you think you could do that again?
when was the last time you were here?
did you hear what i said?
can i come in?
do you consider us friends?
why should i tell you anything?
did you go without me?
what if that was you?
do you think you'll ever trust me again?
do you realize how hard i've worked to get here?
why do you never consider my feelings?
do you think i should try again?
can you hold me for a while?
was that what you expected?
will you please put that away and pay attention?
what if there's no way out of this?
what if we're stuck here forever?
where did it all go wrong?
do you always act like this?
mind if i smoke?
would you shut the door on the way out?
how long did it take you to get here?
when was the last time someone made you feel truly loved?
are you sure you know what you're doing?
what if i mess this all up?
why do you need to know?
when did you stop loving me?
did you just wake up?
did you expect me to walk away?
did you hear that noise?
could you come pick me up?
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