𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝, 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧.

- to say? "Are you trying to get close to the fire?"

- precision. An admirable trait to have. Near distracting, if one were prone to flights of fantasy. "Is that what you seek now, Your Highness?" she asks, her voice adopting the low tone of Aemond's own. Whether she means to poke and challenge or merely sate a curiosity, who is -

- wishes to obtain?) Then come his final words, all but provocative, with an edge he knows how to utilize to monopolize even Aliandra's attention — and, unbidden, she finds herself mirroring his subtle smirk. He crafts his sentences with care, utters them out with a poet's -

- says, is what keeps her safe from scandalous headlines �� and a very good team of people that aid in making positive moves. (But why would Aemond warn her, grant her advice? What does her unscathed presence do for him? Is it the goodwill of the ruling prince of Dorne he -

The prince's cool facade only fades to open room for a more entertained look, a glint akin to respect. One not easily earned. A curl of the lip that's less royal and more mortal, a man recognizing a boldness or confidence he knew was bubbling under the surface. "Prudence," she -

—;

|| feeling tempted to make a med!verse for aliandra. and perhaps an au for the main got tl?? who knows

- to spend their breaks in." A half-grin. "Then again, it seems some members of court would miss the warmth of Dornish fire a tad too much if I did so."

- herself, Prince Aemond was born to the devious games of King's Landing's court. Rose in it. Thrived in it. It would do her well to pick up what she can from it, draw some plays to avoid the venomous bite of the capital's vipers. "Plenty such places in the world for a noble -

- conceal that of yesterday. So perhaps the consequences of her idiot brother's actions will not seem as severe as they do at this moment. Quite an annoyance, to have to concede he is correct. But that is the nature of life. As learned as Aliandra would like to present -

- steps down the long hallways of the Red Keep, it is because they are following her summon. Alas, Prince Aemond speaks /some/ kernel of truth, and it is the brief memories of all courtiers — a new embarrassment will occur today, or tomorrow, and the outrage of it will -

"Less often when I'm involved." One need only look at the past week's happenings: Who was the only Martell at court who had no scandal to speak of? Aliandra is not her father, and even less is she her brother — when the cameras fall on her, when the whispers trail after her -

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Must be something else to be inside those cars, racing lap after lap at the speed of sound. One race at a time, ser. Today, if he focuses on nothing but this one, he'll get it in the bag — then the team can return to evaluating odds and strategies for the next.

But traded it for the thrill of flying through the track itself — in some ways, that's an even larger rush, isn't it? Two time WDC, no? She has a feeling it'll be more than worth it.

|| she's great at causing distraction though, is she not❤️❤️

|| ik ali's stans think she's hilarious. one weekend she's at a concert, the next she's on a yatch, then she's at f1, after she goes bungee jumping. never know how she'll run from her issues next

Don't grow nervous on her behalf; if anything, she is but one in what seems to be a grand group of supporters. Won't even know she's there in the crowd. Salutes. Meet him after the finish line.