[ It is so easy to move with Aemond, to settle down in the swing and make herself comfortable. Thereβs a chill in the air, but she is warm enough and flushed from the contact that she does not feel it. Itβs quiet enough that her focus can be entirely on him, her gaze lifting to gaze at the stars, to drink them in.
Theyβre unfamiliar, some of them, from what she knew. The stars are more important to some than others - sailors, wizards, those that require the night for their magics, but that was never her role. The night was her companion, the night was a friend to her, because it was safer.
Does she feel safe here? Sheβs not sure, but she feels safe with Aemond. ]
I do not know her. It is familiar to the Ice Snake in my realm.
[ Looking over, her smile softens, settled on him. ]
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Theyβre unfamiliar, some of them, from what she knew. The stars are more important to some than others - sailors, wizards, those that require the night for their magics, but that was never her role. The night was her companion, the night was a friend to her, because it was safer.
Does she feel safe here? Sheβs not sure, but she feels safe with Aemond. ]
I do not know her. It is familiar to the Ice Snake in my realm.
[ Looking over, her smile softens, settled on him. ]
Will you tell me the tale?