L͟I͟T͟T͟L͟E͟ 𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒.ᐟ

i am haunted. all my dreams are nightmares.

spots her favorite person.

something about being seductive on sunday ?

𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉. i have never looked upon you as a 𝓇𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍 , not even for a moment.

you should be honoured that i invited you , girl .

make it quick , child .

pack your things .

:))) perhaps that’s why gods made me a woman.

he does? that’s lovely! i wish Tommen had shared that interest of yours, my love. i occasionally wish i could use a sword like him as well. especially when we were children. . .

"Perhaps, I love you though. Enough for the both of us."

well, uncle Jaime is likeable and charming (*🫦)

"Do not say such things, Myrcella. He is your father and deep down does love you." She swallowed that bitterness.

"Your father is just upset, my dear girl. Do not pay him any attention." She strokes her hair affectionately.

She shakes her head and chuckles holding her daughter. "You will hate yourself later."