Your beauty never ever scared me.

[inuyasock]

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.

Comments

[darotisentys]

Mm. Pay that no mind. You are far above any woman Aegon has had.

[aspolyhymnia]

There is probably a bit of jealousy since you didn’t fuck your way through the servants before I arrived.

[darotisentys]

Why would there be?

[aspolyhymnia]

You’re a prince, women do find that very attractive.

[darotisentys]

Not in my experience.

[aspolyhymnia]

You are not as gregarious as your brother.

[darotisentys]

Certainly not. Nor would I want to be.

[aspolyhymnia]

I pay little mind to gossip. I like sitting with your sister, she tells me about her bugs and visions, instead of idle gossip.

[darotisentys]

She has no mind for gossip. Most women of nobility learn to ignore such tales.

[aspolyhymnia]

Sometimes the gossip has hints of truth, it’s just sorting through the chatter that’s a challenge.

[darotisentys]

A difficulty, I imagine.

[aspolyhymnia]

It can be.

When do you wish to fly for Harrenhall?

[darotisentys]

Soon. Next week, if we can.

[aspolyhymnia]

Do you expect much in the way of resistance?

[darotisentys]

Not particularly. With both of us riding I would almost be surprised if they did not simply leave.

[aspolyhymnia]

That is what I hope for, it is the most peaceful of the options.

[darotisentys]

It is also the most reasonable option.

[aspolyhymnia]

It is that.

[Aemond and Vhagar are respected and feared; that much has been easy to hear in whispers.]

I hear all sorts of things that no one would dare to say near you. Even the Maester’s ignore me when I am in the library.

[darotisentys]

Oh? Anything you care to share?

[aspolyhymnia]

They speak about your brother’s condition in hushed tones. And they look at me, and whisper about how someone saw that I was similarly burned.

[darotisentys]

Mm. I suspected as much. You are a mystery to them still. We will remedy that after the wedding.

[aspolyhymnia]

Do you intend to tell them what I am?

[darotisentys]

That I cannot do. A religious reckoning is not something I wish to deal with. However, they will know you are different.

[aspolyhymnia]

[there is a snort of a laugh]

There is no real way of knowing my family are not the old gods from before the seven.

But probably best to not.

[darotisentys]

That is true, though having you in the flesh would no doubt cause some unnecessary challenges.