she lets out a small, sympathetic sigh. “you do so much. it is why you are my favorite prince.”

… my blood moon is six days late.

alicent hightower . the green queen of kingslanding . wife , sister , daughter and mother . bows to the seven . a saint turned into a sin . written by coffeelover.xn--53haa .

/ thinking about bringing nora over to the hotd side.

daenora’s fingers lightly traced the silver frame, her gaze fixing on the delicate blooms and the star pin woven expertly into her curls.

​“oh, that sounds lovely. me? nothing of importance, i think. i am free today.” ​in truth, a handful of lessons and duties awaited her attention, though she remained content to avoid them.

​she sat still for a time, comfortable in his presence as he offered such unexpected care. then, she tilted her head just enough to glance back at him. ​“and what of you, aethelstan? how has your day been?”

/ do you notice i lost inspiration with daenora? i just come here and say nonsense.

/ i miss writing mysaria. :(

/ DAENORA AND WHO!?

it is very bad. i do not want to. do you not have some other idea?

i do. i will get all dirty.

do you truly want me in a boysʼ activity?

i do not see how.

​the princess smiled at his reddening ears. 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕. ​“i am well too.” ​her head tilted ever so slightly. “what are you to do today?”

know him better?

𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩. ​i am not sure. it may be that he hates me.

VALARR. 😤

mh, well ... if you insist so much on knowing. your brother did not wish to go for a horseback ride with me.

a quick, soft kiss upon his cheek. “​how are you faring?”

morning.

/ replies soon. 🖤 iʼm putting the finishing touches on daenoraʼs sept au.

​i am well, thank you. how are you doing?

UNCLE BAELOR.

/ how i imagine daenora with her cousins:

no, not this time. 🙄

bring me their heads.

it is not funny. 😤

actually, yes, you can.

​MY COUSIN VALARR.

all those in this castle.

​nothing is right.

too many noes already this morning. 😥 one more and i will be crying.

the princess gave a contented hum, clearly enjoying the attention. her eyes fluttered shut as water slipped through her curls, a pleased smile touching her lips. “i think you are doing wonderfully already.”

​“very well.” ​she smiled, immediately ushering him toward the warm water.

/ daily reminder that daenora is the baby of the family and follows her siblings / cousins around like a lost duckling.

what happens if i simply decide to leap from a window?

NOT YOU. 🥰

daenora’s face brightened. she settled herself before him and let her black curls fall free. ​“how kind.” ​she tilted her head back, gladly placing her hair in his care.

when you are having fun and a man opens his mouth:

who wants to wash my pretty curls for me? 😁

gently nods, with a smile of her own. “of course, my floris. that would do me good.”

/ i wonder which dragon would suit daenora best. 🤔

it is my only way to be free of him.

“​i had a … good time, i guess. it was fun.” she slightly shrugs her shoulders.