‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­

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[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

the truth was, the princess was braver than her brother, and brighter and more confident as well. her wits were quicker, her courtesies more polished. nothing ever daunted her, not even joffrey.

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

lemon cakes ... can you please not sniff them? it is impolite.

[‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍𝑔ᵣₑ𝓎𝚆𝙸͜͡𝙽𝙳 ‍ @ofliken]

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⠀what’re you eating、 ⠀𝕽𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁?
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[‍ ‍ ᴸᴼᴿᴰ‍ ‍ 𝓞𝗥𝗠𝗨𝗡𝗗. @aidonaeos]

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[‍ ‍𝓼𝙰𝑁𝚂𝙰‍ ‍𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝓴 @canistride]

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍
‍ ‍ ݁ 𓃦 ⋆ ‍ ‍

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

is that something i can join too?

[‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍𝑔ᵣₑ𝓎𝚆𝙸͜͡𝙽𝙳 ‍ @ofliken]

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⠀grindr. ⠀please keep up.
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[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

loves her more than her mother. she hopes she’s the one who loves her most as well.

‘ will it be just us today? ’

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

she nods softly. as much as she enjoys spending time with her ladies in waiting, she has always preferred the company of her mother. and her brother, tommen. even uncle tyrion, who always makes her laugh. mother is best, though. no one—

[𝚀ᵘᵉ̲ᵉ̲ⁿ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍‍‍ 𝖢𝖤̲𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖨 @verticordiae]

under the vibrant sunshine, the queen could nearly forget all her worries, looking upon her daughter's sweet visage —— her courtesies and good sense were just what a princess' should be.

‘ we shall do whatever you wish, my dear. shall i —

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

@dutyhnr pitiful?

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

westeros what?

[‍ ‍‍‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍𝑔ᵣₑ𝓎𝚆𝙸͜͡𝙽𝙳 ‍ @ofliken]

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⠀i want to join westeros grindr
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[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

tilting her head, she frowns in both curiosity and worry.

‘ that looks painful. ’

[𝕵 𝐎 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 @ohlittlelion]

picking glass bits from her palm , quiet and stone faced.

two candles. she will light two tonight.

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

they do whenever she wants to eat lemon cake before a meal.

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

‘ not yet... ’ she pauses, looking down. she’d dislike lying, even if only about being hungry, but she sure would love to talk about all she’s done this morning. she looks back up. ‘ may i eat after i talk? ’

her eyes shine the same way—

[𝚀ᵘᵉ̲ᵉ̲ⁿ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍‍‍ 𝖢𝖤̲𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖨 @verticordiae]

myrcella was looking a little red already, after all.

‘ are you hungry? shall we eat together, and you can tell me all about your morning? ’

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

‘ mother! ’ her face lights up with a smile. lifting the long folds of her dress to keep from tripping over the hem, she rushes toward her. ‘ am i late for noon meal? ’

[𝚀ᵘᵉ̲ᵉ̲ⁿ‍‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍‍‍ 𝖢𝖤̲𝖱𝖲𝖤𝖨 @verticordiae]

wandering @sacrificialcub's gardens

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

so we are lions in a world full of sheep .ᐣ they must fear us a great deal.

[𝑗aime． @gldenhand]

anyone who is not a lion is a sheep.

[ ‍‍ 𝓁ⁱᵒⁿ ­­ ­­ ╱ ­­ ­­ 𝒸͟𝑢𝑏. ­­ ­­ @sacrificialcub]

who’s the sheep in this scenario, uncle .ᐣ

[𝑗aime． @gldenhand]

a lion does not concern itself with the opinions of sheep.

[𝕵 𝐎 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 @ohlittlelion]

𝖂𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏 , 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 ⵑ
𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐘 ⵑ