#ladyofgoldentooth

   ❝I can’t say that I blame you, this is not the place to find sweet dreams.❞

Olenna adores Leonette. She is not the most cunning like Margaery is, but she is a proper and dainty girl. Olenna appreciates the way Leonette cares and loves Garlan. She is proud that he married first out of all his siblings. She is happy to call Leonette a Tyrell.

the words fell upon his ears, a breath sucking in as he tried to process what exactly they had just said. grey eyes looked between the king and queen, waiting to hear what was going to happen, waiting to see if king joffrey would laugh and call for ser illyn to take his head. however, nothing happened, it seemed to be legitimate but he didn’t trust, he wouldn’t trust it until he saw the wall, saw the men in black waiting for him to come. the order came to bring him to a room, to wash him and clothe him, to feed him and wait to leave. 

if ned is kept inside for too long due to weather or meetings, he grows really restless and needs to walk around outside

Tyrion swiped dust from his brow and squinted up the King’s Road. A small party approached from the north. Their arms were sky blue, overlayed with a golden sun and inverted pile. House Lefford. Loyal bannermen of his lord father.  Tyrion urged his horse forward to meet them. “Lady Alysanne. I was grieved to hear of your father’s death. Please accept my deepest condolences.”