Recent content by Melisandre

Just as she was starting to feel better enough to let out a genuine laugh, even if she had to ignore the comment about arranged marriages, it all had to get worse. She felt something warm and sticky fall upon her like rain, but it carried a stench of copper and decay. She was drenched in it, and...

Cullen Morvane? Her brows furrowed, trying to place a face to the name. It surely sounded familiar, but as for why, Meli couldn't say. Perhaps she had heard it in passing, or maybe there had been a time she had come across this Cullen that had a hold on her friend's affections. At least Eira had...

Leave it to a man to further disrupt her night and for a woman to make it all better. Melisandre gave a nod for the apology, and even though bumping into him was her fault, she wouldn’t apologize. In her mind, only one person was ever in the wrong, and they tended to be whoever apologized first...

She flinched at his touch, winced at his words, and just when Melisandre had the courage to lean into Raimond— a friend before he was her fiancé— he left. Heat bloomed across her bare, pale chest. She was glad that the dress she had chosen could hide this shame, that this feeling stayed in her...

“I wasn’t screaming.” Melisandre felt her cheeks become heated. How to explain how one week turned into two, days blurring together and becoming one? “And I didn’t starve myself!” She hadn’t gone outside, she had let herself become filthy, and the notion of hunger was a fleeting thing in her...

“Do I ever not look good?” Melisandre inspected a long, sharp nail. Her month of solitude had been interrupted too soon by those who would not forget her. Her father hadn’t shared the news to her, it was the Thesius family, diplomatic as ever, well aware now of her father’s conditions, of her...

Melisandre’s muscles were stiff, fingers twitching. Overwhelmed with wanting to do something, knowing she should be doing many things, and then being able to choose which thing to do first. The newfound information, while helpful, was difficult to take in. Melisandre kept a brave face because...

Just as Melisandre was beginning to pull her tunic over her head, her foot caught on something and she tripped. She let go of her clothing, instead pushing her hands out in front of her to catch her. She landed on her hands and knees with a dramatic sigh. She must have been more tired than she...

A hand went up to cover her mouth and Melisandre shook her head in both horror and disbelief. There were some things that no child should bear witness to, even if they all lived with dragons that favored brutality over gentility. Melisandre pushed past Raimond in that moment, going to the...

They had spent days in the sky, flying from Malakath to Espressa. Melisandre Evreux was not used to this prolonged air travel, even with the assistance of magic to make the flight easier, her sinuses and her lower body were angry with her. She was angry with herself, knowing that this flight...

She saw him begin to break his winning streak and begin his descent down to the white-capped points of the mountain range below. Melisandre almost expected this to be some new tactic of Raimond’s, to perhaps dip much lower than before and at a angle— would it somehow make Ha’Than even faster? He...

Well, whoopsie. Melisandre most definitely didn’t want Eyrx doing that. It’s not she could read her dragon’s thoughts completely, their communication being a set of feelings and images but nothing ever denotative. Melisandre felt a flush of embarrassment, as if Eyrx’s actions reflected poorly on...

Raimond was correct, Eyrx was nowhere near as fast as Ha’Than, and that became far more apparent with how quickly the white dragon caught up to them. Melisandre now worried if she and Eyrx could keep up with Raimond and his dragon when they actually took off. Raimond wouldn’t leave her behind...

She had needed that head start, not because she didn’t trust in her dragon’s abilities but because she was, at the end of the day, a realist and pessimist. Eryx was a fearsome foe in the sky, and if you were to ask Melisandre, she’d rather have one Eryx to fly her around than ten Ha’Thans! She...

“Well it’s not like I could go home without them,” Melisandre said, just as she was all situated on top of Eryx. Their dragons took off, the rush of air matching the exhilaration that invaded Melisandre’s blood. All at once she felt excitement and glee in just being up in the air, and as Eryx’s...