darted upward to meet her gaze.
โAh, well โฆโ She began, her pale green
hues glistening with a sudden, sharp woe.
โโTis my late lord husband. He was a
righteous and true man. He was taken
far tอoอoอ sอoอoอnอ.โ
You are blessed to have known your
grandmother,โ Zhenya stated plainly,
her fingers absentmindedly swirling
the dregs of herbal tea within her cup
to distract herself. Yet, when confronted
with the woman's question, her eyes +
"Tea is a remedy for everything, or so my grandmother has often said." The Volantene rattled off merrily, head cocked again as she reached for her own cup.
"Do you wish to talk about it? It may help to get it out in the open, no?"
but to no avail. She always seemed to
get lost, despite her best efforts.
โThat would bring great pleasure both
to my son and me,โ Zhenya chimed,
eager to steal away. โI shall follow in
your stead, my lady. Lead on.โ
Ladies of great wealth ever harbored
costly appetites for such fineries,
a truth Zhenya knew right well, given
the fortune displayed upon her kokoshnik.
Pale moonstones and iridescent pearls
lay encrusted within the halo that +
how unfortunate that such confessions need be had to begin with.
vividly, she could see all the jewels mentioned like a kaleidoscope display in her mind. โi must admit, i do enjoy diamonds & jewels.โ the lady would softly giggle. she wonโt ask for anything.
of music, Zhenya nodded. She sorely
desired a respite from these endless,
cold stone galleries and the peering
eyes of those around her. All morning
long, she had traversed the keeps and
bailies, trying to get a sense of direction, +
โMay Riverrun prosper for many more
moons to come,โ Zhenya agreed, her
voice carrying a soft warmth. She
offered Lady Celia a slight incline of
her head and a faint smile before lifting
the vessel to her lips. The infusion was +
โMany thanks, your majesty. Riverrun has kept safe with strong defenses for many generations.
I hope your travels went well, besides the current rainstorms and muddy roads these past two days.โ
Celia sits close to Zhenya at the oak table and gently scoot her gown up from +
the rain continued to pour. โHow do you
manage not to be swallowed whole by
such weather? 'Tis a wonder the ground
does not dissolve beneath you.โ
Celia might well have turned the same
inquiry upon Zhenya, had she ever +
boast an ancient and noble ancestry.โ
She tossed a few silver coins to the
merchant for a bundle of the fish
before eventually turning her full
attention back toward Eve. โMuch like
the lords of Old Valyria โฆ though we
boast no dragons.โ
A dragon? Had her ears misheard?
Curiosity writ plain across her features
quickly gave way to astonishment,
though she strove to contain the
rising tide. She knew it was unseemly
for a lady of her station to betray such +
"I always apperciate tasting new cusines on my travels. Maybe try this salted cod with my crew and wild dragon Wildfyre."
Eve nods smiling and pulls out her coin purse, to grab the necessary coins to pay for a few bunch of salt cod from the merchant.
She held the purchase+
naked emotion before others - she must
remain poised.
โYou possess a rare lineage,โ Zhenya said
plainly, her gaze drifting back to the salted
cod upon the slab. โMy own people are
of a mingled blood as well, though we +
i loved the girl some thought too strange, too dark, who spoke the cadence of her own mythology, sanity, with the words from books trailing her lips like shadows.
โForgive me. My thoughts had wandered to
someone โฆ most dear to my heart,โ Zhenya
answered, scarcely realizing the silence that
had fallen over her. The ghosts of days long
gone were still haunting her. +
at the heavy oak table. "Riverrun is a fine
holdfast," Zhenya remarked, her fingers eagerly
curling around a steaming cup of herbal tea
to rid the chill from her bones. "The masonry
is stout, and the outer bailey is exceptionally
fortified."
The swollen rivers of the valley had
forced a grueling delay of days upon
their march. Yet, despite the prior
warnings brought by her scouts, the
Omberi Queen found herself marvelling
at the sheer, relentless weeping skies. +
โ @REGINAVIDUA
โGreetings my lady. Welcome to the Riverlands and Riverrun.โ
Celia bows politely and offers a table of warm desserts and tea to her guest
The deluge seemed an eternal thing,
pouring through the night without reprieve.
Shedding her heavy, sodden furs, Zhenya
cast them by the hearth to dry. She crossed
the rushes to where Lady Celia sat waiting +