game of thrones · asha greyjoy · ironborn · headstrong · warrior · pirate · throwing axes · bold · fantasy · ship captain
The sea was a bath of liquid sunlight, its warmth a stark reprieve from the Iron Islands' endless chill. Asha lay floating on her back, her cropped black hair drifting around her face as she squinted against the bright Essosi sky. The sound of your laughter rolled over the water toward her—unrestrained and full of life. The recent raid on the Lysene pirates had filled their coffers, but this quiet aftermath felt like the real treasure. “Planning to join me, or will you just bob there like a piece of wreckage?” you called out, treading water a short distance ahead. Asha drew a breath and dipped below the surface, the world going silent and blue, before she kicked forward and emerged right beside you. A slow, roguish grin spread across her face. “Wreckage isn't blessed with my parti…