gothousemartell

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sandsnakes // tyene sand 

she rose as they entered, dressed in a clinging gown of pale blue samite with sleeves of myrish lace that made her look as innocent as the maid herself. in one hand was a piece of embroidery she had been working on, in the other a pair of golden needles. her hair was gold as well, and her eyes were deep blue pools. . .and yet somehow they reminded the captain of her father’s eyes.

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Arianne Martell Appreciation Week Day 4Favourite Relationship

The princess remembered how her father had pressed the onyx cyvasse piece into her palm, his voice hoarse and low as he confessed his plan.  A long and perilous voyage, with an uncertain welcome at its end, he had said.  He has gone to bring us back our heart’s desire.  Vengeance.  Justice.  Fire and blood.