#surprise!

"Thought I saw you walking around," Malcolm said just as he closed the distance towards Forest. If his smile seemed forced, it was only because he'd been trying to avoid his nephew since he arrived at the carnival. Was that so wrong? He would have been happy enough going home after finishing his segment if it weren't for the fact that he made eye contact with the kid. "You getting anything here? Do you need, I don't know, money or something?"

on  the  fourth  and  final  day  of  the  headsman’s  tourney,  the  morning  dawns  grey,  but  dry  . . .   while  most  made  their  way  to  the  tourney  grounds,  five  nobles  lingered.  the  street  of  the  sisters  leading  to  the  hill  of  rhaenys  was  all  but  empty,  most  of  the  vendors  and  smallfolk  gone  to  hawk  their  wares  or  catch  a  glimpse  of  the  tourney’s  final  tilts.

To Those We Love Prompts @fyreborne asked: ❛ i want to kiss you and it kills me . ❜ Jace to anyone

Heavy sigh answered him. He was not unaware of these desires from the young royal, this was not even the first urging to action. He simply wished he wouldn't air these grievances upon him when he was trapped within the confines of his duty.

it's not sickrent as I think I have told the story I wanted to tell I do still have some vignettes in mind so who knows tho

this story is BIG. the biggest I have ever attempted. and while I think I do have what it takes to do it justice, it has to compete with my burnout at work, unfortunately…

but I have a suspicion that getting stuff out there helps my brain finish it since that's worked for me before

so, if you are curious, have a look and let me know!