Innocence Died Screaminghoney, Ask Me, I Should Know.

innocence died screaming—honey, ask me, i should know.

informal shippy-dynamic thread call. as it turns out i'm feeling the sensual spicy vibes i suppose 🙏🏾 so give me a reason beloveds

mobile. my work hours are changing, ive updated my pinned - i'll be doing sunday-wednesday now so i'm heading to bed now BUT the way im fixating on my mary lennox (secret garden) and nasuada nadrasdaughter (eragon) is unhealthy edit. asoiaf .. mary is a gardener (2 proud for her own good)

open .. located at her manse in myr ( ᴴᴼᵀᴰ ) 𝐞𝐬𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐲𝐬

"thankyou, ethora. please assist in the nursery, and once dinner is done you may do as you please til the morn." esryia smiled and nodded at her attendant (not slave, she disallowed that word within her walls many years ago; they walked, when under her roof, uncollared, unbranded, and unchained). across the white stone table, now adorned with various fruits, small pastries, wine, and water, esryia looked at her guest.

"i rarely receive spontaneous visitors here," referring to this manse ... while it was her first home, esryia had been more present in lys of the last months; leaving the running of the manse to her four chief attendants in her absence. "i've only recently returned ... what is it i can do for you?" esryia prompted as she poured herself a half-glass of dark, rich liquid; she had missed the taste of sweet myrish wine.

____ Dongfang Qıngcang’s sea of emotions

𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡 & 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 (@sovlbound)