𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭.

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[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

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[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

࣪𓏲ּ ♔┊ ❛𝕬ll my life I’ve endeavored to serve both my 𝖍ouse and the 𝖗ealm and somehow none of it matters. ❜┊. ࣪ ˖

[𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚. @vilibazmio]

ooc. friendly reminder not to control other people's portrayal. If you don't like how they rp, you can just softblock or simply create an account of the same muse with your interpretation. No one will blame you for this, just move on 🫶

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

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[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

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[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

@zobriedaria https://t.co/VP6M9kbddS hello???? I love you so much.

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

» She would endure, and when the dust of this age had settled, when those who had scorned her were nothing more than bones in the earth, her name would 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏, a whisper in the halls of power, a shadow in the hearts of queens yet to come.

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

⠀⠀⠀𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐏𝐓. Slow, silent drips of water traced their way down cold stone, gathering in shallow pools upon the floor where rats came to drink. Alicent did not flinch when she saw them, nor did she shrink from the creeping damp that curled into her bones »

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

» high and fallen. But history was never so simple; she had seen the way men twisted stories, had watched them carve truth into a shape that pleased them. And even so, she had never been a woman so easily 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏. »

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

https://t.co/VP6M9kbddS returning to alicent with a little solo 🫶🏻 give me allllllll the angst.

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

⠀⠀⠀𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐏𝐓. Slow, silent drips of water traced their way down cold stone, gathering in shallow pools upon the floor where rats came to drink. Alicent did not flinch when she saw them, nor did she shrink from the creeping damp that curled into her bones »

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

» And yet—what is belief against the touch of her?

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

⠀⠀⠀𝑺𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑶𝑬𝑺 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾 where guilt ends and desire begins. Perhaps they have always been one and the same. Her breath trembles within the fragile cage of her chest, featherlight where it ghosts across her lips. »

[𝖖𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. @hightowering]

» shape the marrow of her bones. She has whispered the names of gods with bloodied lips, with trembling hands folded in supplication, with a heart weighted in iron chains of righteousness.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒅. »