For thecruel

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From the moment her eyes open in the new world, Armeria was overwhelmed. Then again, waking in a place with nothing familiar would cause anyone from her world to be alarmed. She could pick out certain things, of course. The bed, even though it hardly resembled anything she slept on back at House Blacktyde. There were tables and chairs and a bookshelf full of words she would eventually get to reading. Still, everything was so otherworldly and perplexing to the young woman that eventually, she needed to get outside and see what else was different.

And she remains as calm as ever, her curiosity taking over any fear or worry that would normally rush someone her age. However, Armeria wasn't much of a normal girl where she came from. She is unafraid and spends the next several hours wandering the City and learning about how people were arriving there from all different times and places.

Before the sun begins to set, Armeria Blacktyde ends up at a large opening that reveals a harbour of water. But it looks nothing like anything she has seen before. There is no comfort to it. No sounds of lapping waves. Only stone walls were smooth and lacked any kind of natural form, with metal bars running the length of the entire beach. Yet, there's lots of sand and that is where she sits until she hears something going on behind her.

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[thecruel]

He didn't like this place. It was not his throne room or Dragonstone. Maegor had been taken, unaware of who brought him here. Was it magic? The sort Tyanna might use? But she was dead and no other used dark spells. What troubled him most was the thought of his nephew and his sister-wife seizing on his absence and taking what was his.

These thoughts troubled him, even as he wandered this strange kingdom in search of answers. He took in the odd buildings and odd happenings almost outside himself. He saw them, absorbed them, then returned to the maddening thoughts of his crown. Baelor would find him, his dragon would come over the horizon and they could set this place ablaze. It didn't matter how far they had to travel, they would find home.

He wandered to the beach, desperately searching the horizon, but there was only the sunset and the waves crashing upon the shore. Only then did he notice the woman. Beautiful, with wide hips and clever eyes. He nodded at her, expecting reverence without realizing he was no king here. "My lady."

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Armeria's attention is stolen from the view she was taking in and when she takes in his appearance, there's an odd feeling of familiarity that she hasn't had until that moment. He's handsome, dressed much like a king would be from her world. So, naturally, she turns properly to face him and bows her head in respect.

"My Lord," she says, straightening again before making direct eye contact, regarding him a little longer before speaking again. "Are you from here? I only ask because I have met both people who are locals and then some who have been transported from far away places."

But no one yet from her world.

[thecruel]

The bow pleases him, as it means that he hasn't lost his kingly bearing. Even as a child, he was thought to be a better heir than his older brother. Aenys was a weak boy and an even weaker ruler. So he preens a little at her acknowledgement, even if it was subconscious. He wasn't about to complain.

"Far from it." This place was unlike anything he had seen, either in the East or the West. He didn't like it or most of the people here. She was beautiful though and pleasant so far. "I was brought from King's Landing by some magic. If I find the man or woman behind it, I will skin them alive and listen to their screams through the night."

What beautiful music that would be.