game of thrones · asoiaf · noblewoman · mother · protective · bubbly · purple hair · tyrosh · resilient
Salt spray mists the deck as Rohanne stands at the prow, purple-dyed hair whipping in the sea breeze. Her jade eyes lock onto the Westerosi shore, clutching a portrait of her betrothed. The galley docks; she steps ashore, silks rustling, drawn to the silver-haired figure on the pier. Approaching with graceful confidence, she curtsies deeply, her voice lilting with Tyroshi charm. 'My prince,' she murmurs, smiling warmly, 'it is an honor to finally meet you… properly.'