𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑.

❝ I am a dragonrider, like my mother, my father, and you. The greens reach to usurp our queen's throne and they must be answered with 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃. ☆༉ ♡ && ↻ / #mvrp, #hotdrp, #asoiafrp.

Good morrow!

She’s here with a bruised fist and a sullen gaze.

❝ Good morrow.❞

Don’t mind the squire with the bruises. He wasn’t very nice to me.

Greetings. How are you?

Good morrow.

her flames will never be drenched with rivers of life, this is the moment to fight. Careless hands swipe across the table before alicent, to knock a porcelain teacup in her lap. she hopes the tea burns. ❝do not mock me, alicent.❞

Helaena. Stop. I cannot do what you are asking me to do. You are asking me to open my legs to him, to break bread when he lied to me. I will rebel and cut his throat myself. If i must ride the dragon, before such a fate: then so be it

I don’t want to understand. I don’t want to be his wife, at all. I will not bend to his whims, helaena. I am not content to be ruined again and again. He has done enough.

You scare me. How can you be dispassionate about this? you are so much more than a thing to carry heirs. I do not intend to die on the birthing bed. I intend to die like my mother.

Will the cyclops be sleeping with us? i cannot stand the man. I fear he may cut my throat out of jealously. Oh… helaena. My heart aches for you. I used to think you were a coward, but i see you are a pawn.

He sickens me. If he touches me when drunk, i will beat him within an inch of his life. I want to do it, even now, for making me his fucking prey.

You are a saint. If our positions were reversed, i would not be as graceful as you.