That openness she has for crossovers and giving everyone a chance really. I have to admit as someone that has been around rp on the internet since 2000 (yes i am OLD) it is sometimes very hard for me to do the same, so I really admire how she is able to do that. She has so many friends and it's for a good reason! I'm so happy to have met her and write/talk with her almost every day.

𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒, aemma to whom she considered her friend even before otto took up the position as hand. many times had she given her company , advice , comforted her in times of distressed. while aemma hasn’t had to do the same for her often, gods be merciful, she hadn’t the slightest problem doing it if it helped. meera is so much gentler than her husband, softer ‘round the edges. she smiles more, she had a motherly presence about her that was hard to ignore. much like the queen herself. ; laughter floats about the room as meera sits beside the queen, lips spread wide in the aftermath of a joke. belly is round again & meera has been remarking to her grace how glowing she looked. then, head turns at the noise of shuffling feet. ❛ good day, princess. ❜ greets meera with the same smile. a nod to her daughter. ❛ i trust alicent has kept you company this afternoon ? she kept going on & on about some plans you had today. ❜ no detail had been given, but meera is ever curious.

🗡️ / @realmsdelite

@realmsdelite — starter call

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓, shoulders straight with the biggest smile spread against lips. nervous, of course she was, but over the moon with happiness at being chosen to be one of the princess’s ladies. ( ever since her father told her of the position, of being considered for it, elinda had been able to think of nothing else. nothing that could be an higher honor. like many in the realm, elinda had admired the princess as well. the courage one must have to hold the responsibility of being the heir on their shoulders— ) ; awaiting to have her formal introduction to the princess, elinda’s eyes glance ‘round her chambers. she silently notices the pretty decorations, the small stash of toys that must be for her oldest son, & all of the dragon motifs. mind wonders for a moment, but then the opening of doors bring her back to the task at hand. straightening, elinda bows her head to curtesy to the princess. ❛ good morning, princess. ❜ says the young woman, the smile ever present & worsened since arriving. ❛ i am elinda massey, sent to be one of your ladies. ❜

A scuffling of feet through the fields of soft green grass that reached as tall as her knees, Helaena finally manages to find Rhaenyra, her purple eyes sparkling like stars as her smile blossoms into a grin like a butterfly preparing to take wing into the summer air. ❝'𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀!❞ the eleven year old girl shrilled, catching up to her to grasp at her skirts, ❝𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐟𝐲𝐫𝐞!❞ Helaena curtseys then and there in her blue dress tinged with purple to match her own dragon, twirling about. And she was the first of her siblings to claim a dragon, too, with Aegon claiming Sunfyre right beside her! Once Dreamfyre was claimed and ridden by the late Queen Aemma Arryn, her sister's own mother before she passed away and she'd been left without a rider for years since. Now she won't need to rely on her kind elder sister for dragonrides in the sky anymore! The joy radiates from the little princess as she jumps up and down with excitement. ❝𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐟𝐲𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐲𝐫𝐚𝐱, 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫?!❞