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THE SILVER BASTARD OF DORNE .  THE HIDDEN DRAGON .  DAUGHTER OF OBERYN MARTELL .  DAUGHTER OF RHAEGAR TARGARYEN .  NYLLARA SAND .  RHAESIAH “FLAMEBORN” TARGARYEN .

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                        ❝ 𝖂𝖍𝖞 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌? 𝕴𝖙’𝖘 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌.❞

The words are told to her as a trembling whisper, they dance with tremulous delicacy to her ears and let her know that the princess is uneasy. With an easy smile she turns, hands clasped together, the red sleeves of her dress revealing the pale skin of the priestess fingers. “They find their highness appealing” she says softly and turns around once more to give a quick glance to the brunette across the room. The girl was young, with peachy cheeks and large bosoms --- her green eyes like emeralds shined every time they rested on the princess. Melisandre wanted to laugh but didn’t “See how she blush under your gaze, your highness?”

@favcrsflames |  shadow & bone sentence prompts -  accepting

      “i always thought i belonged somewhere else.. away from home.” 

Isn’t there? he wanted to ask her. He had never been quite comfortable asking another for help, not when he was a frightened captive from Pyke, nor an arrogant Prince of Winterfell, or even as cowering, wretched Reek... in a way it was comforting to find a consistent trait through all his desperate adaptations. Something that kept him himself. Of course it would be a flaw.

He dropped the buckle he was fumbling with, and wordlessly moved so that she could help him with it. She was a warrior after all  and would be able to assist him quite easily. The Ironborn armour was easier to get into than most, but with his mutilated hands and missing fingers it was a challenge that he struggled with in secret. He tried not to worry over the penetrating gaze of her violet eyes as she helped him.

“THE COLD IS DEADLY, your grace.“ and the knight is already bringing her a fur for her to wear. “my cousin Lyanna gives you this, to keep you warm. furs from bear island are the most comfortable.“ and he knows them by heart. jorah watches across the hall as daenerys and jon speak to one another. he had pledge himself to daenerys but his alliance in the past had been the targaryen house. there is a hesitation in the old bear’s mind before he places the fur on her shoulders, a nod of acknowledgement coming through. “not many can survive or enjoy the north’s weather. you should be careful.”

@favcrsflames liked for a starter with Rhaegar

Regrets would drown you, Rhaegar knew that very well, he regretted Elia’s death, he regretted Lyanna’s death and having to leave his children either dead or lost to him.

But Rhaesiah was found again, and he’d be damned if he lost her again. Pushing past Oberyn Martel, he went into the room where his daughter was unaware of his presence.

rhae: close, it’s: “ray”+“sigh”+“ah” yeah, it’s a tough name…