“I wasn’t born to be King, I paid the Iron Price.“
Descriptive writer,
Mature themes welcome,
Fond of ships of all varieties, obviously,
All writing partners welcome.
@LILD0VESTARK Euron smiled at her, bright eyes raking lasciviously over her. He inclined his head slightly, and gave the girl a shrug of his broad shoulders.
“Winterfell was on my way, Girl.”
He scratched at his beard, head cocked to one side.
“What else have you heard of me?”
@IncaendoQueen Euron snorted with amusement, shaking his head. When he looked at her, his eyes were bright with mirth.
“What uses do they have, exactly?”