She waited until the last of the Unsullied had passed before stepping forward, sandaled feet quiet against the stone. When she inclined her head, it was not the deep bow of fear, but the respectful dip of a woman who knew her own worth.
“Your Grace." +++
as sunlight on water.
"We have watched you from afar. A queen born of fire, breaking cities and crowns alike. In Dorne, we remember what it means to bend the knee only when it is chosen. I did not come to swear fealty today. I came to ask a question.” +++
Her gaze lingering in the Dragon Queen respectfully.
“When you cross the Narrow Sea… will you come as a conqueror, or as something rarer still a queen who listens?” @zaldrizestic
"Aye, my father won't stop talking about finding me a husband. I swear that is all he thinks about. I still try to avoid it."
"It truly has been that long. I still can't believe how much you have grown. No longer the scrawny kid who would chase me and my brother through the trees."
She laughs softly and curtsey, her dark eyes soften in admiration.
"How have you been, my prince?'
Myriah paused just inside the shade of the pavilion, the heat of Dorne clinging to her skin like a second cloak. Her dark eyes lifted to Tyrstane, studying him with a look that was equal parts curiosity and challenge, lips curling faintly at one corner.
"It has been a long [-]
time since we saw each other last. I was merely a child then and so where you. My.. my.. you have grown, my prince."
@ThatDornePrince
The cold struck first thing Myriah Dalt had only known through song and story. Winterfell rose before her in dark stone and shadow, ancient as the gods it sheltered, and she pulled her cloak tighter as she crossed the yard.
Her eyes found him easily. Robb Stark. >>
He stood with the easy authority of one born to command, the northern wind tugging at his hair. He looked younger than she’d imagined, and sterner all the same.
“Lord Stark." Myriah greeted, inclining her head in a manner Dornish and deliberate, >>
dark eyes lifting to meet his.
"Winterfell is… colder than the stories claim. But no less impressive.”
A faint smile curves her lips when she greeted him.
“I thank you for your hospitality. It seems the North and I are to become acquainted."
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