( ❛ & prince rhaegar. )

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          Fleeting was the first glance that the Prince had laid upon the young northern Lady, but even its brief moment had been enough to leave a mark in him. An image that seemed to be engraved in his mind’s eye now for he found himself unable of erasing it. Rhaegar is known to be a man of great beauty, admitted so by many so it was of normal occurrence to have many women (and men) trying to catch his attention; even if it was just for a one night event. It’s because of this, that the silver haired male has seen many beauties but none had ever caught his attention, mayhaps because he was never one to engage in sexual behaviors other than his wife. 

           But now everything has changed, ever since his indigo hues caught sight of the wolf blooded beauty. 

                       ❝ I am pleased that you found amusement in the gardens.
                          I was enjoying the view of you doing so.❞ 

           Often because he didn’t exactly care for flirts or flings, the Dragon Prince is not exactly the best in these kinds of advances. However, he was like a smith in the arts of words, allowing the man to be quite smooth with his tongue; a skill he uses when dealing with diplomats and complicated situations. 

           Rhaegar observed as the woman’s expression changed now that the situation was cleared, gaining a more confident facade that made him smirk a little. The fiery spark he had first witnessed was growing more right before his eyes and he liked that. 

                       ❝ Only if my Lady wishes to make one for me.❞

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                & northern wrought  lady has little  care  for  beauty not forged in STEEL &
                refused  warmth of  her palm, allows it LITTLE  acknowledgement  when  it 
                comes in  fabric  or  fanciful  embroidery  or  even MAN for,  regardless  of
                lack  of  desire, she belongs to another  or  shall  soon enough &  so  does
                PRINCE before her,  yet  not  even  she  can  deny that  which  lay  within
                planes of ROYALE countenance however off limits.

                eyes   widen  ever  slightly   under   utterance  given  ,  SURPRISE   filling
                curvature of own noble mien at  unexpected statement from crown prince,
                & she cannot stop  the  flush  of  PLEASURE  thrumming  through veins &
                limbs where, if another had  spoken  such annoyance  would have flooded
                senses instead ;; perhaps such is the influence of the CROWN.

                & for a moment it is silence, the  pantomime  of  consideration as lips twist
                in  feigned concentration & gaze travels  ROYALE form as if judging  what
                is before her but smile returns quick  enough & she is, once more, epitome
                of YOUTH & enjoyment.

❝   I believe that could be arranged
                  LORD PRINCE.   ❞

                already  image  occupies  mind, blossoms  &  hues that  would suit son  of
                sovereign DRAGON for this is not like with  kin  where aim would land with
                clashing colors & laughter wrought by brothers wearing it all the same.

                                             ❝ I would be HONORED to create one for you. ❞

(Source: ofwolfmaidsmoved)

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EVERY GIRL

ind. priv. sel. canon divergent book based lyanna stark from asoiaf established: 9.13 && rebooted 1.14.
written by JAILIN
{ 22 | she/her/hers | pst }

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HAS WOLVES

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PACING RHYTHMS

i am not your apocalypse, i am not your salvation, my body is a kingdom meant only for a queen. i will take your crown, i will shape your stars, my life might not be my own but yours ?? i will make it so !! immortality is an escape, absolution from revolution, blessed by dying breaths of kings who lived too long. you called me an angel, blessed me with candle-bright lies. i will make angels fall, i will burn your kingdom down. immortality belongs to the dead, so bury me with my crown.

IN HER VEINS !!

i am not, nor do i claim to either be or be affiliated with hailee steinfeld or any of my face claims or have any connection to asoiaf. all writing here is my own, however, && my portrayal is based off of my own headcanons && beliefs formed upon watching the movie. i ask you to not take anything used here for yourself, with the exception of utilizing headcanons in our threads, without my permission.