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introducing
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florian tyrell
jason lannister
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"i want an answer." @scarletblcd
"well, it would help if i knew the question," jason's response although uncooperative, wasn't entirely by design. he genuinely didn't know what lysara was talking about. though, it went without saying, that if he did he wouldn't have cooperated.
"i want you to kiss me." @scarletblcd
"i think i can make that happen," aurelio didn't miss a beat with his response, the corners of his lips turned upwards into a smirk as he leaned towards the other male. pausing only briefly, aurelio quickly pressed his lips against aeres. it only lasted seconds - but a part of him regretted ending it so soon.
OPEN | daciana baratheon , some random hallway in the red keep
There was a high likelihood that she was absolutely not supposed to be where she currently was, however, Daciana had always lost the struggle against boredom. That, and her family's age old hatred for the Targaryans meant she'd had little opportunity to explore the Red Keep. "Oh gods," she turned the corner and nearly ran into someone, "forgive me, I wasn't expecting anyone." She pressed a hand to her chest, and scrambled for an excuse for her presence.
aurelio liked to think there was a certain freedom that came with being the cousin of the princess - well, that, or he opted to ignore any warnings he was given. a part of the red keep was off limits? not to him. needless to say, he was caught off guard to find out he wasn't alone. "it's fine," he smiled, "i didn't think anyone else knew about this place."
❝ it's too warm. ❞ stated with little tact expected of one who bore their title. the north's princess in possession of a demeanor identical to the land she hailed from. grey eyes observed their surroundings. captivity didn't suit the wolf, used to the northern woods that stretched endlessly, but they supposed the gardens provided an illusion of freedom, transparent as it was. ❝ but i suppose the flowers are nice. ❞
"we might have to agree to disagree on that point," florian responded with a smile, "i suppose it is quite warm for a northerner," he couldn't help but laugh. "you suppose? that doesn't sound very convincing," he paused, "might i show you around? i might just be able to change your mind."

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"don't worry about me." @steelfyre
"the last i checked, you're not the lannister twin people need to worry about," jason responded with a laugh, the faintest trace of a smile appearing on his face. his statement made him sound like some sort of a threat, but alicent would know what he meant. or at least, he hoped she would. they hadn't been as close as of late.
❛ no, it wouldn't be - would it? ❜ his words are quiet, spoken mainly for himself out of some kind of years building bitterness. for how he loves his children, and yet receives only disdain when he has done nothing to deserve it. ❛ do excuse us, my lady. i will return to you anon. ❜ her hand is brought to his lips, a soft kiss pressed upon it. before it is lowered, and his lady curtsies before leaving with some amount of haste. once she is gone, lancel turns to his son. ❛ what might i do for you, jason? ❜
apart from years of love and affection that they'd never get back, there wasn't anything jason needed from his father. at least nothing he could come up with at the given moment. "must i need anything?" he responded, opting to take a defensive approach almost immediately. "can i not simply engage in conversation with my father?" he continued, his voice raising slightly as he arched an eyebrow.
❛ charm? oh, yes. they're beautiful. ❜ they aren't - not really. they are nothing in comparison to highgarden's own - nor even those of staerdale. what they are, the princess thinks, is an elaborate, confusing structure built to trap and distract. within are flora from across the realms, and they do delight - but the hedges are cold - much like the keep itself. ❛ if slightly unkept. i wouldn't like the children to run through here - too many dangers to them. ❜
"i'm quite fond of the various fruit trees," florian continued, though, it was clear he didn't really mean it. he'd always been a fan of gardens, but there was only so much that could be said about the gardens of king's landing and he'd pretty much covered it. "it does seem like it would be easy for one to become lost," his brow furrowed, "tell me, are the gardens of staedale safe? i hate to think of the children spending all of their time indoors."
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 . ❞
"now, now, lord hightower," florian smiled, "we can never be sure who is listening," he feigned a moment of sincerity before ultimately letting out a loud laugh. there was no need to continue his act in the presence of a friend. "you're quite right," he laughed again, "these gardens are quite pitiful in comparison."
open starter / jacaerys targaryen status: accepting replies
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? ❞
aurelio didn't make a habit of seeking out prince jacaerys, not unless it was a matter of some importance. or it concerned his cousin, which just happened to be his current motivation. "pardon the interruption your grace," aurelio managed to smile, though the words sounded especially forced, "might you tell me where i could find my cousin?"

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╰ ┈ [ jonathan bailey , thirty three , cis male , he/his ] in the time of dragons , FLORIAN TYRELL is entering the game of thrones . said to be charismatic + quick-witted , we can only hope that is the case as regrettably they are also well known to be opinionated + stubborn . when asked about them , people are always reminded of walking barefoot through a field of flowers, waking up somewhere you shouldn't be with no memories of the prior night, the finest silks money can buy worn along side a mischievous grin . though they are the LORD OF HIGHGARDEN , their true loyalties lie with house tyrell and rumour has it that if given the choice they would support THEIR FAMILY / THEMSELVES above all else . those of us in the shadows wish them luck and can only hope they will survive what is to come
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.
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐒 . ruling lord lancel lannister, master of coin.
❛ your condolences are much appreciated. ❜ if unneeded. they'd never been close, cersei and he ( but that need not be known ). his lord father never had allowed it, not with her as his direct competition. in truth, he saw her as little more than an obstacle. they all are. his aunt in the captiol, his cousins nearly all fools. he's not one himself to think there might not be some red in his own ledger that might bring suspicion upon him for this. thus, as they wander the gardens, they play the role of mourning cousin well. ❛ it is difficult. i find myself putting the need to discover the identity of her murderer before mourning myself. ❜
jason was hesitant to even approach his father, let alone engage in conversation with the older male. it was unfortunate that the older male didn't give him much of a chance, that was, until jason heard what his father had to say. as usual, his father had failed to notice him. it took a considerable amount of willpower to keep from laughing. it wasn't the place, he told himself. he did, however, allow a scowl to appear on his face as he ultimately opened his mouth to respond. "that's not why i'm here."
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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. "
while it hadn't been aurelio's intention to sneak up on the liege, one might be forgiven for thinking otherwise. what with tensions running high and all. not to mention, there was something rather suspicious about aurelio's lackadaisical attitude. "no need to sound off the alarms," he spoke loudly, his hands raised in front of him as he stepped into quentyn's line of sight. "aurelio rogare at your service," he smiled. he made no effort to provide an explanation for what he was doing.
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. ❜
in lieu of a direct response to dunston's statement, jason opted for a vague shrug of his shoulders. "the shock hasn't set in yet," he stated, rather bluntly even for him. "either that or they're heavily intoxicated," this comment was accompanied with a laugh.