you cannot kill a flower, for it will grow back stronger than before...
caecilia tyrell shed her petals a long time ago and replaced them with thorns. no longer the daisy of highgarden, she brandishes a bow and arrow and devotes herself to the seven...
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Will we ever be those kids again?
He peeks out behind his mother's skirts with questioning green eyes and stares at you across the hall. Above the growing crescendo of music, you can just about make out the crashing of the waves against the cliff walls below you. You are seven and it is not the last time you will meet.
Did you search every crowd for me?
There is a ball in honour of your brother's betrothal. His family is there to retain a strong bond that keeps you both wealthy. He asks you to dance and you spend the rest of the night spinning around in his arms while his sisters' glares pierce through the music. You are ten and you think you've fallen in love.
