nobody sees a flower - really - it is so small it takes time - we haven't time - and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝒜sphodel, house of the dragon
「 season one to season ? 」
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𝕬𝖘𝖕𝖍𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖑
CHAPTER 9, MIDNIGHT SILK
"𝕲ood night, Ser Criston" Rhaenyra passed him in the doorway.
"Sleep well, Princess," He bid before turning to see Alaenna coming down the hall.
"Princess, would you like me to escort you back to your rooms?" he quickly asked. Alaenna had lived opposite Rhaenyra in the same wing. She needed constant monitoring so far, but not close enough that Ser Criston would let her walk alone.
"It'll be fine, Ser Criston. I'll be spending the night here," Alaenna waggled another one of her books. "Nyra insisted." She confessed, standing directly in front of the doorway.
"Sleep well, then" He gave her a short smile as she went in.
Alaenna was somewhat confused at the sight of Rhaenyra sniffing haggard clothes. She shut the door safely behind her, placing her book on the table before lowering her voice to a whisper, "Did somebody leave those?" It wasn't like their ladies to be this careless, but an occasional new hire did slip up.
Rhaenyra wordlessly showed her a map written in Old Valyrian. Alaenna asked no further questions and instead followed closely behind Rhaenyra. They discovered one of the tapestries had been hiding a passageway.
