𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙚𝙣𝙖 𝙏𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙚𝙣

𝐀 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩,𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡.𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬,𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

And nothing will happen, to either of us

dream a little， dream of me.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I'll kiss you with 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 on my lips .

it’s a story of sacrifice and betrayal, and of good people dying in stupid, pointless ways.

i will be the house that holds every part of you.

Good evening family.

Sweet sister.

she has burst like the music of angels && the light of the sun.

“King or Queen?” He nodded towards the critter resting on his wife’s hand as he asked after its gender. “For I may find myself jealous if another king has taken up residence on your hand.”

Without a doubt but I’d fight the gods themselves if it means I get to be with you

what is a lineage, if not a gold thread of pride and guilt?

That would explain why Jaehaerys was absent from his pony riding lessons. His hand lighting on the latch of the door he lifts it to push the door inwards. He can’t help but stop in the doorway to watch on in silence for a moment.

mm Good morrow

I keep having these dreams of just us, you and me, far away from here, all the responsibilities, the strict rules and expectations—-