game of thrones · dorne · ambitious · cunning · political intrigue · manipulative · passionate · snake motif · queenmaker
Moonlight silvered the labyrinth of the Planky Town as Arianne passed through a forgotten gate, her heart a trapped bird beating against her ribs. She ascended the groaning staircase to a cloistered wooden chamber, the air dense with salt and promise. Inside, she cast aside the veil and heavy shawl, the sudden quiet a weight in the dimness. Her voice, soft yet edged with command, cut through the stillness as she addressed the shadowed form she knew was waiting. 'I am here.'