Meghaera Whent and Emma Velaryon made an odd pair, sitting side by side. Emma with her perfectly middling grey hair and violet eyes so pale they almost seemed to border on pink, Meghaera with her golden blonde curls and light, grey eyes. Still, they shared a reputation; neither of them considered beauties among their siblings,Continue reading “Axton”
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Dance
The sound of music and laughter came streaming from the great hall of Highgarden. The entire hall was flooded with light from a million lamps and candles. The large window-doors leading out to each balcony connected to the great hall were thrust wide open, but were covered with heavy curtains, allowing a quiet spot forContinue reading “Dance”
Maeghaera
“Maeghaera.” The girl in question turned from where she was sitting on the floor to look up at her older brothers. Maeghaera was considered fairly pretty in her own right, but a moderate sort of pretty, golden hair and pale grey eyes set into unblemished but unassuming features that made one forget her amidst theContinue reading “Maeghaera”
Morning
Vikkin had never used to care whether they were at Darkdell or visiting some other noble house. They’d done it often enough, his father in particular being fond of sending the boys off to respected allies so he could enjoy his brandy in peace and quiet. As a younger boy, their family dynamic hadn’t seemedContinue reading “Morning”
Single Strike
Nimue was small for a sixteen year old, so it was easy for others to miss the rigid set of her spine, the sword callouses on her hands, the stony grey eyes that held not a shred of warmth or give. Her dress had been a suggestion of her mother’s. Instead of her usual simple,Continue reading “Single Strike”
Color
A soft, grey dress to match her steel grey eyes. A sturdy metal tiara shaped as if made with feathers. Rooms of white marble. Elegant black slippers that were easy to slip off, comfortable to dance in, and yet formal enough for any occasion. Loose, silky black locks neatly held back in an arrangement ofContinue reading “Color”
Sweat Like Tears
Barlay Manwoody had his arms crossed across his chest, his unassuming light hair and brown eyes set in an unreadable expression. He was standing in the shadows of a balustrade, on a small platform overlooking a courtyard deep in the dark castle of Kingsgrave, where a small crowd had gathered to watch two boys spar.Continue reading “Sweat Like Tears”
Comes to an End
“It’s the curse of Harrenhal.” “All three eldest sons dead.” “A great tragedy.” “What is to become of House Whent with only its fourth son to aid an ailing father?” “The decline of the house.” Stevvin sat on the floor of his room, back against the cold stone wall thatContinue reading “Comes to an End”
Deserve
“Stay. Still.” “I’m not moving.” Was what Myrlieh wanted to say, but she kept her mouth shut and let her mother rip the comb through her golden brown hair without complaint. It had never been useful to argue with her mother, and besides, having a smart mouth was Muirne’s job. She glanced overContinue reading “Deserve”
Waiting
“Kiyara! Kiyara!” Five-year-old Kovan came tearing around the corner and nearly slammed into the little girl he’d been looking for. “That’s not how you play!” Kiyara Flowers protested, her lower lip pushing out and soft blue eyes widening in a little pout. Kovan was too happy to care that he was breaking theContinue reading “Waiting”