
eaten or rotten. i am all mouth.
𝐻ugh.
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@vermithorider
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eaten or rotten. i am all mouth.

Aɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴄʀᴀғᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ Tʜᴇ Gᴀᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇs ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ. Sʜɪᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ. Lᴇᴡᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇxᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴ ᴅᴍs.




she couldn't lie to herself and say that it wasn't strange to have new people living in Dragonstone, but they were there to 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱, and that was a good thing. that's why she approached, noticing that Hugh didn't really look well. […]

the dagger was well thought out, a weapon small enough to be hidden at her bedside incase any assassination attempt was made again. and the dragon? she could see themes of syrax within its features. a knock at his door announced the arrival of the queen.

⠀⠀⠀𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑬𝑫𝑮𝑬𝑺 of the fire’s glow, she appeared, silent as a shadow; her cloak whispering against her slight frame as she seated herself across from @vermithorider without a word ——— her expression as inscrutable as ever. “ You look troubled. “

the queen entered quite casually, reaching for a specific book she had been meaning to read that was until silver hair caught the corner of her eye and she startled herself. “oh-! apologies, I did not expect anyone to be here tonight.”

ᅠ 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑹𝒀𝑰𝑵𝑮 one of the books, she entered the library to return it to its place. it was still strange to have new residents in Dragonstone, but offered him a polite smile. “you've already discovered one of the best parts of here.”

ᅠ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 festivities continue, but she seems more interested in delighting herself with sweets.

a new riding cloak is nearly wrapped and left on @vermithorider’s bed, trimmed with dark brown fur and fine leather, the left side embossed with a depiction of vermithor.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ she is beauty. yes,⠀a marble nymph⠀;⠀angelic eyes,⠀unearthly lips... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀