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11 yrs ago
Current Sorry for my absence. I'm back now but I go under a new name, Ambra. If you wanna RP with me again just search me up!
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Lumara looked down at his hand and frowned. The blond woman was not used to such affection. Her parents had gone and practically forbid her to talk to any man except for Asher. But she knew that she had to act like a lady. She had to stand tall with her husband, tall and strong. She took his hand, albeit a bit loosely, and watched as a boar was set on the table. "This winter took the span of almost ten years. Can it really be that much longer?"
That's really no fun though. It's easier if we just pretend that she died in this battle.
Damn... :c It's okay.

But we need another Lord...
Yeah, it is, but I would like it to be like I did with Lumara on the OP. XD
"Fun..?" Lumara was flabbergasted at his choice of words. The guard laughed and she blushed more, narrowing her eyes. Are all Starks this brutish? she supposed that it was endearing, and their blood was practically frozen from living in Winterfell. But Asher had lived here in King's Landing for a while now. Truly he had to know other ways of conversation than asking if she was having fun. She blushed and looked away, shuffling her feet slightly. "I'm doing well. It's chilly today. This winter has been the longest I remember." she told him.
Lumara peered under a table. The action was thought as endearing by other people, as they laughed and shook their heads. Others simply sighed and looked away. Okay, okay. You have to keep calm. He's your king. You're supposed to be in bed with him to give him heirs to the throne, but... how are you going to do that if you can't even talk to him? even her vows were tense and stiff. It wasn't as if she didn't want to do this- no, she had to, and she wanted to. She had to bring honor to her House. She was a lion! Her House motto was "Hear Me Roar", and here she was, mewling and sniffling. No. She had to talk to that Stark fellow. What was his name? Archer?

She stepped out from the crowd and trembled as she walked to the Kingsguard. Here she was, a fulling grown woman who had bloomed what, six years past, and she was still shaking at the thought of being in bed with a man she hadn't spent much time with. "Hello, m'lord." she greeted Asher curtly.
Ciao. And okay. :3
Story

Centuries after the war for the Iron Throne, Westeros is at peace. A young Stark king has been given a Lannister bride, and, strangely, they fit together like two pieces of a puzzle. We start at their wedding celebrations, fully of jest and jolly. But… will it always be flowers and honey?

Characters

House Stark


House Lannister


House Arryn


House Targaryen


House Tully


House Greyjoy


House Baratheon


Royal Family

Xanthe Lannister – Female – 19 – Royal Family/House Lannister/House Stark – Short, with wavy blond hair that reaches to her mid-back, piercing green eyes, skin that isn’t pale or tan – Dragon
Mind if you put up your charries' appearances and ages?
She was never one for parties, she guessed. Lumara sighed, smoothing out her dress and watching the party from the shadows. Many people were there, dancing and drinking. She wouldn't have minded if she were out of this dress... she sighed again, scratching at her head and watching as her husband walked across the room. Oh no.

Lumara ducked away, hoping her bright Lannister hair didn't catch his attention. She skirted around a table and slipped into a crowd of people picking apart some food.
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