Recent content by Melisandre

“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...

Melisandre heard Raimond catching up to her before he even grabbed her wrist. She whirled around, her body spinning towards his as if they were dance partners and this was the grand finale. Of course the look on her face made it clear what she thought about her junior daring to get in her way...

Rena’s lips pulled down into a deep frown at Raimond’s words, and suddenly it was like the wrinkles around her mouth had disappeared as her face was used to such a position. Melisandre was continuing her brisk walk towards where they had left their dragons, marching with such ferocity that the...

It was a dangerous mission, too dangerous for Melisandre to get the approval for attending. It was partially due to her time off from the military, but mostly because of her father’s poorly timed moment of being cognizant once again; although this time had been brief, he had subsequently barred...

Dark eyes were fixed on Vhagor, mimicking his movements as if Melisandre were more mirror than person. She did, however, wipe the rim of her cup between her thumb and forefinger before taking a sip. She couldn’t deny that the water was refreshing, especially in this overbearing heat. She just...