〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡.

⠀　⠀　⠀　 𐙚　 𝑭𝚁𝙴𝙴　 ➴　 𝑺𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴𝙳　 .⠀

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

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⠀ ⠀⠀⤿ 𝐼 spend my days 𝐭͟𝐡͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐤͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐠 of https://t.co/c7FGwl1rJj .
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[‍‍ ‍ 𝔯𝔬𝔱 ‍ ‍ ✦̲ ‍ ‍ 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚𓈒 @godbanes]

if i beg you, would you stay with me?

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

https://t.co/075OJkEryU I actually cannot take it. I love them so much

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

https://t.co/075OJkEryU and it could have been all over right there and then and everyone would be alive and happy but NO

[. @hiswarriorson]

/ i'll never forgive rhaenys for saying some this was not my war to start. if i was her i woulda used my nuke with wings and aired that whole mf dragon pit out fAWK. THEY WERE RIGHT THERE BRO WHAT THE ACTUAL FAHHHHHHHHHH

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

she fancies herself a lion this morrow.

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

she stayed behind to wait out his cousin, the princess daenora. they were to travel together.

“ and I you, my prince, ” the female allows, voice gentle, lips curling into a soft smile. “ I had been told all the princes had departed together. ”

[ՙ ‍‍𓆈 ‍‍ ‍‍ ݁ 〞𝓑𝐑i𝐆𝙷𝚃𝓯i𝚁𝙴 . ˊ˗ @flameconsumed]

disembarking, slightly sweat-ridden after a day’s worth of training. valarr departed earlier, so it’s curious to still find her here.

❛ lady kiera, i hardly expected you. ❜

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

— so it troubles me. ”

a small pause.

“ what is it? ”

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

but what a dangerous thing it was, to dream of him.

and gods, how she did.

dreaming him had become the loveliest cruelty she had ever known—soft as summer rain and twice as merciless. there was something intoxicating in it, something that lured her back each time despite the —

[‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‎‎‎ ‎‎‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ，𝓥. ‍ @draconnique]

—— the prince was never one like others. his unsociable nature and boundless patience were due to baelor and jena. although his insecurities and social anxiety were as much the price of the upbringing and personality he had developed during his youth as anything else.

[〝 𝓴𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝓽𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐡. @rageoftheforest]

— beneath the moonlight, vivid against the muted dark surrounding them. tilting her head, she searched his face openly now, not with the invasive curiosity of court, but with quiet concern.

“ but something troubles you. ” her voice softened further then, almost tender. “ and —