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‘ welcome to court @bitterlywept. i have not seen you before …’
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peony : what would a ‘ happy life ’ look like in your muse’s eyes ?
botanical headcanons | accepting
peony : what would a ‘happy life’ look like in your muse’s eyes ?
surrounded by his loved ones, all of them safe and whole with nothing and no one threatening their happiness ever again. the sound of his children's laughter echoing through the halls in screams' stead, his mother's eyes filled with joy rather than tears, his sister looking at him with pride rather than fear, his brothers allowed to be something other than a sword & shield. a life where he gets to wake up with a genuine will to live rather than simply to survive. mornings where the first thing he feels won't be looming dread as he wonders what tragedies may befall him today, nights where he's filled with gratitude & peace rather than exhaustion & gloom. a life where the word happiness does not only cause more sorrow and rage.
A RAVEN HAS ARRIVED FOR THE QUEEN FROM LADY CASSANDRA BARATHEON:
❝ Is your faith helping you? ❞ (@bitterlywept)
❝ my faith and my family are my only consolation in these dark days. ❞ beringed fingers are clasped tightly together before the dowager queen as her lashes briefly veil the unease within her dark eyes. yes, she has entreated the gods to give her strength but there are moments where she finds herself berating what she feels is their indifference. how could they consent to the horrible end that had met her innocent little grandson?
❝ i know that the gods support my son, my family, but never did i think that they could look on as such violence was unleashed within our home, within the heart of our realm. ❞ her faith has given her comfort in many ways and late into the evening, she devotes hours to the gods upon her knees, beseeching their compassionate support and wisdom, but there is a part of her that feels unmoored. the gods cannot possibly smile upon rhaenyra or her kin so how could they allow her vengeful knives to slip into the keep?
❝ i have prayed ceaselessly in recent days and yet i feel that it is not enough. ❞ she murmurs, hands nervously wringing together as her thoughts wander to her son and daughter, ❝ i have implored them to give strength to both my son and daughter for no father or mother should endure the pain that they are being forced to endure. ❞