He did not immediately look towards her at the sound of her voice. His mind was louder than she had been.
Eventually, his eyes found her hand before him. "I do not wish to venture outside today." He spoke, voice somewhat distant and dreamlike.
book rested along her lap, svelte digits flipped through pages as blue orbs looked over at him. gaze softened a bit as she carefully stood up, careful with her approach — hand extended out.
“ rhaegel.. come. ”
The sun is brighter than usual this morrow. 𝘛𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, he thinks. Perhaps it was simply his lack of sleep.
No matter the cause, he thinks it a bad omen.
i do not know why they must spout such foul rumours about father in the first place to even start any rebellions. it is not as though he was ever cruel to them.
the thought of another rebellion makes me feel ill. it has not been that long since baelor—— it is just concerning.