Thread: Paper Swords & Thorny Roses [Sanoci x Fruit] {GoT}

L ady S yn Y ronwood F A chuckle escaped Syn's lips as she heard her brother weave his own accounts of history out of thin air. She watched as some of the men in the room nodded and smiled like children mesmerized by a puppet show. All she had to do was to retort her brother's argument and mock his knowledge of history then her trebutchet would topple down her brother's dragon as it always had. But these men care not about history. All they want is a leader with a cock and balls they could suck . Maester Augwyn's eyes swore as much. It would be impossible to debate history if the maester was going to corroborate Tamir's lies , Syn decided. Father's funeral will be held at Boneway's Sept. Her father had never been the devout worshiper the only day he had gone to a sept was his wedding day. And Lord Anders Yronwood was now a corpse he couldn't care whether he was to be buried under a sept or brothel. But people enjoyed theatrics, and while a mantle of piety was never needed for lords in Dorne, a grand funeral was still expected. It would serve as a good distraction from the matter of the succession , Syn thought. It struck her that the funeral was going to be her first appearance as the Bloodroyal. She needed to don the robes of the loving daughter and the crown of a loving ruler. Syn needed a tearful speech, an eloquent tongue, and a memorable dress. It needed to be perfect. People needed to see the real her. A woman worthy of ruling this city, capable of carrying their ambitions and nullifying their sorrows. That morning she wore a black myrish lace that made her skin shine even brighter. She was putting on her earrings when a handmaiden walked in and announced Sir Ossifer Fowler's arrival. Let him in He thinks I'm just some pretty maiden he can visit whenever he wills . The knight was dressed in a blue doublet with white stripes. His golden hair rested on his shoulders like an eagle sitting on a tree branch. Your lordship, the Milky Sparrow is set to arrive two hours after the funeral ends. He smiled as he concluded his statement, his perfectly square jawline making his smile even more attractive. If he was a woman, he would be the sort that was bred for bedding . Have the guards let the masses in the sept. Lets get this ordeal done with. Her hands squeezed at the lavender-colored handkerchief as she eyed her lord father's corpse. The Silent Sisters did well cleaning father. Hardly anyone can tell he spent his like few months farting on his bed . Out of the seven deity statues in the sept, they had placed the former Bloodroyal looking up to the Stranger with two red funeral stones covering his eyes, shying away from the Gods, are we, father? Next to his feet were seven jars that were filled with her father's internal organs. Maester Augwyn informed her that this was to slow down the corpse from rotting. The corpse was going to be displayed in the sept for seven days where people can pay homage to their formal master and a rotten corpse could turn away the most pious and loyal retainers. I thank you all for being here with us today. My lord father.. Syn shed a tear, and noted the reaction in the audience's faces, would have loved to thank everyone here with his own tongue. He was the sort of man to inspire love and dedication from his followers. Fierce in the fast of adversary and gentle towards his loved ones. Like a cloud raining on his people and thundering those who wished them harm. He was firm, yet amiable. Unyielding in the face of adversary, and welcoming when counselling his advisers. Syn took a deep breath and stopped sobbing, her eyes had dark-violet circles around them, as if she was drunken with sorrows. Her voice showed more vigor as she spoke again, I fostered under his wing. He taught me how to face enemies and how to embrace my people how to fend off evil and bring out the good in everyone. He gave me the wisdom of a ruler, the strength of a commander, the piety of a priest, the gentleness of a mother and the sagacity of a Bloodroyal.