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(A/N: Last Chapter I'm going to push out for a short while, the next shouldn't be too long.- White_Dog10hCommented
**pry it loose to reveal a proud smile but was stopped**
It didn't cease until Sullivan's elbow finally managed to clip his Mother's jaw, allowing him the moment to grapple her neck and pull her head into his chest as his legs hooked around her waist… His Mother's neck held tight in the bend of his arm, as he tried with all his might to seal her breath. Yet, Helena hand managed to catch her hand in his hold, and pry it loose revealing but was stopped as a dull, soft point rested against her side, his exhausted voice finding her ears, "Wounded." - White_Dog1dCommented
Grown Laenah — Can’t find Original Post for image…
Helena began to mindlessly hum a soft tune from her seat within a carriage, her arms draped around her two of her three precious children while Sullivan was riding a few paces behind, between both two Kingsguard whom Helena had never bothered to learn the name of… Laenah stared off dreamily in his direction whilst dexterously weaving a needle and thread through a thin leather cloak that Sullivan had caught on a rather sturdy branch. - White_Dog1dCommented
Sullivan — KCD Offical Art
Helena began to mindlessly hum a soft tune from her seat within a carriage, her arms draped around her two of her three precious children while Sullivan was riding a few paces behind, between both two Kingsguard whom Helena had never bothered to learn the name of… Laenah stared off dreamily in his direction whilst dexterously weaving a needle and thread through a thin leather cloak that Sullivan had caught on a rather sturdy branch. - White_Dog2dCommented
**Move about**
[Basic Habit (Light Footed) - Through the desire and repeated attempts, you have developed a habit of keeping your steps shallow and quiet as you sought to be able to live about while not disturbing your child's slumber.] - White_Dog2dCommented
Well… It seems I missed something…
Hammer/Mace: 6 [||||||||||————-] - - White_Dog3dCommented
Laenah
Evelyn Martell looked out the window of the carriage, watching the common folk who lined the sides of the streets, with the sun beginning to fall over the horizon the streets of Kingslanding was ridden with long shadows. Her gaze shifted towards her daughter, who couldn't stop her nerves from showing on her face as she picked at her fingers, catching her mother's gaze. Laenah shifted uncomfortably in her dress, "Mother… Is the Queen truly as terrifying as they say…?" - White_Dog3dCommented
Evelyn
Evelyn Martell looked out the window of the carriage, watching the common folk who lined the sides of the streets, with the sun beginning to fall over the horizon the streets of Kingslanding was ridden with long shadows. Her gaze shifted towards her daughter, who couldn't stop her nerves from showing on her face as she picked at her fingers, catching her mother's gaze. Laenah shifted uncomfortably in her dress, "Mother… Is the Queen truly as terrifying as they say…?" - White_Dog3dCommented
Bronze…
It hadn't taken long for the final poundings of iron to come to a close, and for Mother to begin raising the heat of the forge so that the sword could be quenched— - White_Dog3dCommented
**had Helena’s anger been swept away so quickly**
Never before had Helena's anger been swept away and morphed into lovable doting, "Of course my darling boy, whatever you wish. Your Mother shall make it true…" - White_Dog3dCommented
R.I.P. Trystan Martell
"Prince Doran's daughter, Laenah Martell…" - White_Dog3dCommented
**chosen by HER**
Helena sat by a window of Myrish glass, with HER child in her lap as she soft read from a compendium of wildlife in the Crownlands. This would be the second kingdom they have gone through, both having been HER child. The one before had been of the Riverlands, and it was much thinner in comparison, - White_Dog23dReplied to JayasavageCh 7 Queen Helena…?
- White_Dog28dCommentedWith the rest of her time spent scrutinizing her appearance to smooth out any creases in her dress, or to tame/pluck any unruly hairs. Helena soon found herself content with her appearance, and made her way out into the streets of the Village revealing herself to the Rear Encampment in the full glory of her feminine ways…
- White_Dog30dCommentedThe next day was met with much the same disbelief, as if they had deluded themselves into believing that they had been mistaken or that it had all been a dream, but they were all forced to realize reality as Helena showed up for weekly training in a tunic that rested firmly against her breasts, tucked into a pair of fitting leather breeches slipped into a pair of leather boots. An oddly feminine outfit that had once blatantly been one of masculine design, and of the scabs littering Helena's fingers were anything to go by… She had spent quite some time tailoring them from the clothes she had on hand… Those perceptive enough realized that it was an outfit that Theo wore quite often…