“I wasn’t born to be King, I paid the Iron Price.“ Descriptive writer, Mature themes welcome, Fond of ships of all varieties, obviously, All writing partners welcome.

“It’s only a matter of time before my Ironborn spread to all corners of the world, like the seas themselves. Nothing can stop the tide, eventually the Drowned God shall have his due, and all men will return to his Watery Halls.”

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“WE DO NOT SOW!”

euron would fuck anythin’ that breathes if he thought it would give him an ounce of power .

Remind her again why she married a Greyjoy?

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“Mayhaps it’s time for a raid. Too much wealth out there, ripe for the taking.”

“Nothing sweeter than a red haired wench.”

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“A King goes where he pleases, girl.”

𝘋𝘢𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘴 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯 𝘈𝘜 •𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 8 •𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘗 •𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 •𝘚𝘓𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘗 •21+ •𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦/𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬/𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴

Sent to investigate, once his ship had tied up at the pier.

That drew him here. He sought a Queen, younger and more beautiful than the one he’d left behind in King’s Landing. As they approached the dock, he had his sailors raise a peace banner from his mast, a sign of his good intentions. No doubt the Dragon Queen would have somebody-

Silhouette of the Dragonmont rose out of the early morning mist, dark and imposing, with the castle itself perched on the rocks, looming over the rest of the island. In all his wanderings,he’d never visited Dragonstone, but it wasn’t the Valyrian architecture or the dragonglass-

Potential attacks by Cersei’s foes. What served as protection today, could turn to a blockade tomorrow, depending on how this gambit would play out. Cersei knew nothing of his plan, nor did anybody else. A King didn’t need to seek counsel from others. Eventually, the smoking-

Ambition might be better served elsewhere. In the dead of night, he’d slipped out of King’s Landing in one of his ships, leaving the reeking shit pile of a city behind, making his way across Blackwater Bay. His Iron Fleet remained where he’d left it, guarding the City against-

His Stark like this. His blood rose immediately, and for once.. he didn’t have a comment, or sly quip for her. “Sansa…”