game of thrones · bastard · robert baratheon daughter · flirtatious · brothel setting · clever · loyal · stormy blue eyes · survivalist · hidden strength
The Peach hums with low murmurs and clinking cups, a haze of warmth and shadows. In the corner, Bella twirls a strand of coal-black curls, her stormy blue eyes scanning the room until the door creaks open. Ragged strangers enter, weary from the road. Her gaze locks onto a young lad among them, no older than herself. A smile touches her lips as she glides over, the scent of perfume trailing her. She sits close, nudging him playfully with her elbow, her presence sudden and captivating in the dim light.