Your beauty never ever scared me.

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Through Their Eyes
a description meme

how it goes

Give: Preferences, information, etc.
Get: Your character, described, as seen by others and their points of view. Possibly shippy (but not necessarily). Hopefully complimentary (but not necessarily). Because sometimes, you need an extra set of eyes to see what's obvious.

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[aspolyhymnia]

[she would argue against vulnerability, his missing eye is where his fire burns from; it’s strength.

She goes to get the comb with a little nod]

Sit.

[darotisentys]

[Sit he does with his back to her.]

No one has done this since I was a child.

[aspolyhymnia]

[she starts with the tangles at the bottom and works her way up, carefully combing the silver strands]

With all my sisters, there was never a shortage of hair to tend to. I always liked doing theirs, it’s calming, I think.

[darotisentys]

Do you need reason to be calm now?

[aspolyhymnia]

No, but it is still nice.

[he has really lovely hair and she just wants to play with it]

I know my hair will tangle terribly if I don’t comb it before it dries.

[darotisentys]

Perhaps you should turn your attention to yourself.

[aspolyhymnia]

Would you do mine?

[darotisentys]

If you like.

[aspolyhymnia]

I would.

[Stella brushes his hair to the side to kiss his neck. It is free from tangles]

[darotisentys]

Here, then. We should switch places.

[His lips twitch at the kiss, almost a smile.]

[aspolyhymnia]

[almost a smile is good enough as she moves to swap with him]

Mine has more curl than yours.

[darotisentys]

Easier to tangle.

[He takes the comb from her and starts to run it gently through her locks.]

[aspolyhymnia]

[there’s a little sigh. Stella enjoyed having her hair done when she was younger.]

I don’t imagine you’ve done anyone else’s hair in a long time, if ever.

[darotisentys]

Not that I remember.

[aspolyhymnia]

[once her hair is combed she gives it a little shake and the waves reappear]

Thank you.

[darotisentys]

Now we are dressed and groomed, shall we have dinner?

[aspolyhymnia]

Should I put on something a bit more substantial?

[darotisentys]

Such as?

[aspolyhymnia]

A jacket or something? I know no one believes I am a lady, but I ought to look like one.

[darotisentys]

You may take a jacket.

[aspolyhymnia]

[she slips on a jacket to feel a little less exposed]

What do people say about me? Have I been discussed in the Small Council?

[darotisentys]

I do not listen to rumors and as you are not a matter of state, Cannibal aside, there is no reason for you to be discussed at the Small Council.

[aspolyhymnia]

There must have been some discussion about if I’m trustworthy as a rider.

[she sits]

I know I am not important to matters of the state.

[darotisentys]

There was a question as to your trustworthiness which I readily answered. There is no more talk about it.

[aspolyhymnia]

Good.

[She doesn’t want her loyalties questioned. Part of her does yearn to be more involved, she’s read more than any of the maesters, seen more military strategy than the Hand. She is just a woman.]

I hear only gossip. And the Maester’s look at my choices of books with a wary eye.