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Our family’s royal coat of arms hung proudly above the dais–a circular shield with a gold dragon in the center, surrounded by a ring of red roses. The border of the shield was decorated with thorns, and a golden crown sat on top of it.
i’m being a hater but this sounds ugly
stone and was strewn with wild roses and rushes, woven into complex knots. Vases filled with roses lined the nooks along the walls.
THAT’S ENOUGH ROSES JESUS CHRIST
The women wore long, flowing gowns, adorned with roses embroidered into the thin silk fabrics or added as embellishments to the borders of sleeves or skirts.
oh my god this place is just fucking full of roses
Some of them wore elaborate rose headdresses, while others carried small rose posies in their hands.
????????? THIS WOULD LOOK RIDICULOUS
Their clothing was similarly adorned with roses, with many displaying embroidered or beaded rose designs on their cuffs or collars. I saw one man with a rose-shaped earring made of pink pearls in one ear.
i would bomb this castle
Since Arthur had taken the throne, families brought their unmarried daughters to court at their own risk.
u wanna elaborate a bit here or nah?
fae-blooded boy’s body
try saying that 10 times fast
The blood would soon be scrubbed away and fresh roses placed once more upon the floor.
they must have one hell of a rose farm. where are they getting all these roses from
Roses and vines wound their way up each post, their delicate leaves and tendrils intertwining with small buds and even tinier thorns.
OH MY GOD ENOUGH ROSES
The formal garden with its neatly trimmed hedges and colorful flowers opened onto a series of orchards where fruit trees grew, and a vineyard, where grapes were harvested and turned into wine for the king’s table.
WHAT ABOUT THE ROSES‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
I paused for a moment to make sure every strand of my gray hair was tucked beneath my black hood, then lifted my bow,
i’m fucking sick of all these bitches knowing how to use a bow. suzanne collins you must answer for your crimes
Everyone but me. I’d recognized him now.
get ready. mr wall incoming
“Yes, he’s mine. And that concerns you how precisely?”
i. am. a. robot.
I watched as an angry glow came into the dark-haired man’s eyes and felt a tad smug. What right did he have to question me? Had I not wounded the boar for him? What had he done?
can you fucking chill out for two seconds. i’m all for hating on a man but holy fuck this bitch has a vendetta.
“I suppose you say that because I’m a woman?” I challenged, my eyes flashing.
i think these books might turn me into a misogynist actually
“Is that a threat?”
oh fuck me here we go. “banter” time get pumped everyone. maybe i should take up smoking to cope with the stress.
Florian’s eyes ran over me, sending a chill through my veins. “Oh, don’t pretend you don’t know what I want,” he said softly.
so we’re just gonna have a randomly rapey man as well?
The door had a lock, but I rarely used the key because it would inconvenience the servants who needed regular access.
WOULDN’T WANT TO INCONVENIENCE THE SERVANTS. THAT WOULDN’T BE VERY WOKE.
A thin ring of silver glinted in his left ear.
is it the left or right ear that’s the gay ear?
For the first time, I noticed his eyes. They were a deep shade of green that seemed to glow with an inner light. As he looked at us, I felt as if he was seeing right through us.
UHHHHH. LIAR? THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT THE FIRST TIME YOU’VE NOTICED HIS EYES. PAID MORE ATTENTION TO THEM, PERHAPS. BUT YOU’VE DEFINITELY NOTICED THEM.
Nevertheless, there was something about him. His body was a warrior's build, completely overpowered, designed for pure destruction. And yet there was a feral beauty to his long limbs and sinewed muscles. Everything about him hinted at a strength and agility that could be deadly in the wrong hands.
oh i’m gonna go walk out into traffic i think
“Once again, I find you in my way,” he said, glaring down. “How should I know who you are? Why should I care?”
this is not a real man. this is a cardboard cutout that someone enchanted to just be antagonistic
Lancelet seemed affronted. “It’s not as if we made vows. We’re young. This is how it should be.” She gave me a significant look. “For all of us.”
SHE GAVE ME A SIGNIFICANT LOOK???????? HUH???????? surely this book was translated into english or something. that’s the only way this writing makes sense.
I wondered who he was. A father with hungry children at home? Or simply a citizen eager to get revenge on my brother for perceived mistreatment? Right now I didn’t really care. I just wanted the knife away from my throat.
so then why wonder at all??
“And you expect me to care when—” Abruptly, his words ceased.
stop it. “abruptly his words ceased”
I contemplated throwing myself off the horse, but knew it would be useless. Draven would just pick me up like a sack of grain and throw me back in the saddle again. And worse, he’d probably enjoy doing it, too.
on literally what grounds? the dude’s just been like. existing, doing his thing
“You’re no better than a murderer,” I muttered rebelliously.
OKAY I SEE WHAT PPL MEAN ABOUT ADVERBS BEING ANNOYING HOLY FUCK CHILL OUT
Draven snorted derisively.
presented without comment
The door to my room was slightly ajar when I returned. A servant had left my medicine and must have forgotten to close the door all of the way. A gold goblet was waiting on a tray on the desk, filled to the brim.
cool so that’s gonna be poison
I quickly drained half the goblet, forcing the thick liquid down my throat, then paused. There was an odd taste to it tonight. Perhaps some of the herbs had turned rancid.
cool so it’s poison
I put out my hand to steady myself against the desk’s edge and waited, moment after moment passing until my hand finally touched the wood surface. What was happening to me?
poison 👍 bitch has zero self preservation
When I awoke, I was tied to my bed. Florian sat astride me, looking down.
well isn’t this nice and rapey
He grinned abruptly–
why do ppl keep doing stuff abruptly
I could not even turn away or close my eyes.
me reading this car crash of a book
“I’ve heard she was dead drunk,” he whispered, his eyes glittering with malice.
oh thanks for clarifying that in this mega rapey situation, his eyes weren’t sparkling with like, compassion or something instead
And then his tongue was on my cheek. Licking me slowly.
just…. licking her cheek????
In the morning light, I could see how well the guard's uniform he wore suited him. The surcoat was of white linen with a black leather chestplate overtop in the center of which was carved the symbol of the Rose Court, a dragon's head surrounded by a swirling rose, a simpler version of the Pendragon coat of arms. He wore tight-fitting black breeches that showed off his muscular legs. His helmet had been removed and tucked under one arm, revealing his black hair and handsome features.
just fuck him already
I knew I was being unjust and unfair. Based on what Arthur had said, Draven had not even been the one to go to my brother and tell him about the events of last night. I wondered who had done so. Was Florian really watching my every move?
well if she knows this then why is she being a bitch
“Open your collar,” he demanded, in a tone that said he would brook no refusal. “Show me.”
cue “who did this to you” in 4, 3, 2……
“Who did this to you?”
i'm staring into the imaginary camera that follows me around
“Who?” I jumped. “Who did this to you?” Draven’s voice was a guttural growl. The sound of a furious animal, not a man.
i think “who did this to you” needs to be banned
I wasn’t about to let a man go on a crusade of vengeance for my sake. But the fact that he seemed so willing to do so? That he had actually noticed my injuries and demanded to know who had dealt them? That sent something hot and nameless flowing through my veins. Something I wasn’t sure I wanted to try to pin down.
horniness, i imagine
“But if you think I’ll just forget about this, you have another thing coming.”
honey_you’ve_got_a_storm_coming.jpg
And I was trapped in the castle with Florian hunting me like a trapped fox.
do you hunt already trapped foxes? surely at that point the hunting is done, that’s just retrieval
He shrugged. "Just wondering if you were trying to distract me." I gaped. "By moving my hair from my eyes?" “Wouldn't be the first time a woman's tried something of the sort to distract me.”
ah yes. the famous womanly ways of distraction: removing hair from one’s face
“I'm sorry, did I distract you that time? Was it my hair? Or my rare female strength? I suppose both can be disarming when you’re not used to them.”
kill yourself 🤚
“I suppose to a woman, it might seem that way.” My uncle looked amused by my disgust.
we’re not gonna get mad at uncle for being actually sexist? but all the other times people weren’t really sexist we were happy to be mad at them?
But my uncle merely burst out laughing. “No, no, child. No woman will be harmed in this year’s springtime rites.”
next year though! it’s open season on women!
And I never would. For I had not a speck of magic. Merlin had tested me before.
probs bc of that fucking medicine you take dumb bitch
The roses came from all over Pendrath, though many were grown in the castle hothouses by talented gardeners.
FINALLY SOME EXPLANATION FOR WHERE THESE FUCKING ROSES COME FROM ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
