❝ i should like to show you dorne from up above -- ❞ sunspear was never intended to house a beast as large as nagini; and the winged mountain keeps a safe distance from the shadow city, for both parties' favor. but before a background of the desert's muted brown and yellow -- the she-beast gleams like a mountain of precious jewels. a deal struck: an army and a fleet for a dragon / / a groom for a bride. houses soon bound by blood and seed -- if the black queen had her will. how far he'd come; once a meager orphan of fleabottom. ❝ -- if you will it. i assume from far up above is the only angle you have not seen wonderous sunspear yet? ❞ it's a compromise, rhaegar had shown interest in dornish culture, already began to learn it's language before vows were exchanged, he knew it was important to his future wife. and nagini -- was important to him, his other half. wishful thinking it was, but he did not wish to imagine maryse being with half of him; and he fears to hide this half from her.

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Oh, dear, sweet, precious Alice. He's definitively making her better, right? Just a month or ten ago she wouldn't even think about risking her life to meet him, of all toons! Let alone test her luck too much, especially by snatching his attention before a particularly big sermon. And now, look at her! So rebellious! He was so proud!!

After all, what could Sammy do? Hurt them? He knew better than mess with his God's special little angel, and, to be fair, most of his exaggerated death threats were for drama and little else.

"Well, who am I to say no to extra time together, eh?"

Wagging his tail, he couldn't help but let out a quite undignified little chuckle at her sweet words.

"Still... if he said anythin' bad, just lemme know, yeah? He gotta learn to accept ya too, after all!"

There was always tension between the two of them, and today was no different. Jay was towering over Azin as she laid back on the bed, topless and sprawled out. She looks up at him, eyes dark and inviting. He wants to dive into her, but today was an exercise in pain an patience.

He grabs one of the tools laid out for him. Not his usualy set of sharp implements, but a set of 'softer' impact toys. This was going to test Azin's ability to not lash out at the pain, but somehow Jay doubted she'd struggle the way he would if he was in her position.

A riding crop is taking into his hand, as he straddles her hips, discarding his own jacket and shirt while doing so. "Only fair," he quips, earning him a smile from Az.

Carefully, he brushes the crop up Azin's stomach to her neck, and down to her tits. With percision, he strikes down on her breast, against her nipple and it's clearly instinct that makes Azin wince in pain, gritting her teeth.

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"Well, good. Because you're very good at it. But uh... I don't think that'll help anything right now."

Sometimes, patients are just difficult for one reason or another. And as easy it would be to call in for reinforcements, he sort of wants to figure this out on his own. To the best of his ability, anyways. But the best of his ability includes a lot of coffee, which gave him a great excuse to stop and recharge his batteries by talking to Frank.