#gwaynes

they have survived yet another dragon following their trail. into the woods and clear from view. but it's been over a day and that dragon has been spotted making rounds in search of them. leaving the men off course and remaining in hiding for the time being. he could have withstood it all if not for gwayne.

‘ am i supposed to be grateful to have survived this? ’ - @gwaynes

‘ you’re still alive? ’ - @gwaynes

if for a moment he experienced peace (at least enough to catch his breath and take comfort in knowing he would see another day), it had been stripped the moment the other had joined his side and spoke.

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【 @gwaynes sent a raven】: ❛ you should thank me, really. ❜

a look of well-feigned confusion crossed the youthful countenance, pale brows rising && sulky lips parting in a way that gained him an ill-suited innocence.

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【 @gwaynes sent a raven】: ❛ they're here for the same reason as i am. ❜

amidst discarded, wine-stained robes && several nude women laid the king, utterly debauched in a way he hadn't been in a long time— or so he believed. surely, with all the stress he was under, a single night filled with merriment was the least he deserved .. ?? apparently not everyone shared the sentiment, for his weary eyes eventually opened to the unwelcome sight of men clad in armor; some looking away in case he attempted to save what little dignity he had left whereas some others couldn't conceal the identical looks of reproach as they perceived the state their ruler was in.

though the man who seemed to be in charge of this .. expedition neither recoiled nor scowled at him, he seemed almost—

"do i amuse you, uncle ?" aegon slurred, mirroring the insincere smile the knight seemed to wear too often. "what is all this .. what are they doing here," he continued while vaguely gesturing at the small army of guards behind gwayne before rolling onto his back with a grunt, the whores slowly disentangling their limbs from the king's in case they somehow found themselves in trouble. they always did scurry away like mice at the faintest air of tension .. how dull.

𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 personal matters. with viserys gone, with her son now sitting the iron throne . . the impending war sits on her shoulders like her many regrets do. it feels suffocating at times--the self doubt, the sadness, the worry. what else was she to do ? in part, this mess was her doing. she said what viserys last words were, she sent aemond to storms end, she crowned her son before the masses. ( & rhaenyra had never been too far from her mind in the middle of everything. alicent feels for her as a mother, as her former friend. she's lost two children . . both as a result of someone elses's actions. all the dowager queen can do is pray, pray & attempt to guide those in power against violence. ) walking in, where she knew her brother would be waiting, alicent sighs as the door is closed behind her. ❛ do forgive my lateness, brother. i have been in much demand today, as it turns out. ❜ she manages a weak smile, ❛ you wished to see me ? ❜

@gwaynes asked: ❝ do you ever get dizzy living up on that moral high ground of yours ? ❞

"I   don't   know,   do   you   ever   get   tired   of   living   so   close   to   the   mud   that   the   green   of   your   suit   looks   like   burned   cold?"   He   speaks   in   turn,   bold   of   the   other   to   approach   Daemon   while   he   was   with   Caraxes,   who   seems   to   screech   in   turn   in   his   own   way   to   cackle   in   turn,   both   rider   and   dragon   teasing   side   by   side.   "I   do   not   need   to   answer   to   you.   And   like   it   or   not,   your   sister   is   now   part   of   that   moral   high   ground.   She   didn't   even   waited   for   sweet   Heleana   to   be   of   age   to   marry   her   to   Aegon.   I   pity   my   niece."