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𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗈𝗇'𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾. 𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖻. #TheHouseOfTheDragon
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Joined August 2023
"Do nothing now. In three days' time, the winds will shift." Alys Rivers #HouseOfTheDragonRP
#GameOfThronesRP Welcomes Storylines & Banter Crossovers Encouraged Ships with heavy Chemistry Dark Themes
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𝙰 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚄 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝙾𝚏 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚜 𝚅𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙾𝚏 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎.
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her mattered very little to the witch. She would be there for Aemond, not for any of them.
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from hearing her words. "I will go with you, my prince, if that is what you wish. I do not fear courts, lords or even queens. I told you before that my place is no longer just here, but at your side." The courts opinions of her hardly matter. His mother's opinion of ***
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counsel… but influence. They will say I cloud your judgment. That I twist your ear. That I am the reason the dragons burn. Perhaps they wouldn't be entirely wrong." Alys leaned in closer and lowered her voice to a mere whisper. As if she was trying to avoid the walls ***
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every whisper sold?” She rose then, slow and fluid, the sheets sliding away as she closed the distance between them. Her hands came to rest against his chest, palms warm over the steady beat of his heart. “If I stand beside you in King’s Landing, they will see not ***
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lifted her chin faintly, granting him the vantage he seemed to crave. When he suggested taking her, her lips curved not coy, but knowing. "You would bring a witch into the red keep? Into your mother's court? Into the vipers’ nest where every glance is weighed and ***
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behind her eyes. "Yes, your sister is her soft spot but I do not know if it is that soft. She doesn't understand her, Helaena speaks in riddles that confuse her." His fingers returned to her shoulder, tracing the mark he had left. Alys did not recoil. Instead, she ***
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She shifted onto one elbow, dark hair spilling over her shoulder as dawn crept across the sheets. The bruise he had left upon her skin deepened in color beneath the light, violet against ivory. She did not cover it. When he spoke of Helaena, something subtle flickered ***
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Alys watched him rise without shame, without shyness her gaze unhurried as it traced the pale scars carved across his skin. Each one a story. Each one proof that the boy he spoke of had not died, but hardened. “The boy still breathes. He simply learned to bare his teeth.” ***
His focus wavered between her words and her touch, which left a quiet, treacherous warmth upon his skin. For all the sense her argument carried, Aemond was no longer certain that the boy she spoke of still existed—the son who had lost an eye and gained a dragon in the same —
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Very well. She will not linger where she is not wanted.
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Stress tends to put a lot of strain on a pregnant woman.
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