#westeros.cake

closed starter for @traegedys, @steelfyre, @sacrificeds

The noise of the festivities remained subdued behind the Hatchling of Castamere; who instead found interest among the various trees and bushes of berries. Aelora knelt carefully amongst the rows, plucking the best raspberries, gooseberries, and blackberries her violet gaze could find. Her dark green dress blending in with the thickets of leaves, while her Targaryen silver hair set her apart like a lone star in the night sky.

 As she filled the wicker basket one of the servants at the outdoor kitchens had provided her, she imagined the sweet and flaky taste of jam tarts so vividly it made her stomach grumble. She was guilty, as a child, of stealing more jam tarts than what was properly divided amongst whatever siblings happened to be in residence at the time. Aelora didn’t know what they were making in the kitchens with all this fresh fruit, but she was determined (if it happened to be jam tarts) to be more diplomatic in sharing dessert this time.

“Ouch-!” A sharp pinch from a blackberry bush made her recoil and she squinted at the droplet of blood that appeared, quickly wiping at the skirt of her dress and squeezing till her knuckles turned white, “Damn thorns…” Aelora murmured, wondering why only the blackberries were clever enough to armour themselves from hungry passersby.

"  he  will  be  just  fine  ,  "  shirei  momentarily  lifted  her  gaze  before  tearing  it  back  to  her  youngest  who  was  clutching  his  knee  .  "  it's  just  a  little  bit  of  a  scratch  .  he  got  too  excited  with  the  little  trinket  he  found  while  playing  hide  and  seek  .  "

seen  the  apples  rolling  upon  the  grass  before  the  source  ,  and  stooped  down  to  collect  the  spilled  fruit  .  with  the  outside  kitchens  in  full  swing  preparing  treats  for  the  guests  there  was  expectation  for  something  to  go  awry  ,  yet  as  alyssa  followed  the  trail  to  a  crying  child  a  rare  smile  unseen  since  first  arrival  of  the  court  .  “  here  you  go  ,  sweetling  .  ”  the  ones  she  had  picked  up  dropped  gently  into  the  basket  in  their  arms  before  their  gaze  caught  on  another  close  to  a  body  .  ”  excuse  me  —  could  you  hand  that  to  me  ,  please  ?  ”  finger  pointed  to  the  fruit  at  their  feet  .       

“  i  do  not  see  why  the  children  should  have  all  the  fun  .  we  have  been  relegated  to  watching  the  jesters  rather  than  searching  for  treats  in  the  gardens  and  apple  picking  —  surely  as  long  as  we  leave  enough  for  the  children  ,  we  could  indulge  as  well  .  ”  twinkle  in  cool  blue  gaze  as  velaryon  leaned  over  one  of  the  fountains  ,  mental  count  of  the  apples  available  for  giggling  children  that  ran  past  .  “  there  are  four  and  ten  of  them  .  i  believe  that  if  we  were  to  take  two  of  them  it  would  not  missed  and  the  kids  would  have  more  than  enough  to  brag  about  in  their  games  .  ”

"  this  pear  dessert  is  our  cook’s  best-kept  secret  ,  "  alysane  said  with  a  faint  smile  ,  her  lips  curving  as  she  dusted  powdered  sugar  over  the  baked  goods  .  as  pleasant  as  the  day  was  ,  she  preferred  the  cool  shade  away  from  the  heat  and  the  bustling  crowds  of  highgarden  .  "  one  lord  even  claimed  it  was  a  gift  from  the  gods  themselves  .  a  bit  of  an  exaggeration  ,  of  course  ,  but  they  are  rather  delectable  —  go  on  ,  don’t  be  shy  ,  try  some  .  "

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card    nine      —      lucretia  lannister,   carilyn   harlaw,  adhika  dagareon,   dilara   martell,  syrena  tully,  tyrek  hightower.

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