𝓓𝖺𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖺

she was a living reverie for me: the mere sight of her sparked an almost infinite range of fantasy, from greek to gothic, from vulgar to divine.

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⠀ ⠀ certain. he split my lip and loosened one of my fangs. you can have IT.

⠀ ⠀ we do not think the same, sister. i want him underground.

and perhaps a lady wife as well .

⠀ ⠀ wrong. i am always mad at him.

daella . . . one day you will understand. a match is not a bad thing. your mother and I were an arranged match, and we were very happy together.

that's it .

he could, but it isn't how this works. he is a good match, and even better, he is someone we know, close to home. you will be happy with him.

except I can. because I am your father.

too bad. me and your aunt jena have agreed upon it already.

well, no true knight would deny a princess her request. 🤭

⠀ ⠀ i do not want to take yours. i want his—

Well, I suppose if he is happy…

what if I marry daella to matarys and aerea . . . to a dornish lord . . ? or vise versa .

⠀ ⠀ i will.

oh come on— he is just a man, he won't bite.