Fear is for the winter

Alysanne let out a slightly annoyed sigh, grabbing yet another blanket and putting it over the thick fur that was already covering her shoulders. Of course she knew it was going to be cold, but little had she thought about the long journey she had to make to get to Navarre. And little did she think about the temperatures that came along with sitting in the carriage this long. The only thing that made up for it was the spectacular view surrounding her every minute on the way. While she was well informed about the landscape of Valyria and its borders, she had never set a foot in the capital of Navarre, D'Auvignon.

The princess woke up from a slight bump in the road, and while she wanted to make a remark about the disturbance of her well-needed sleep, she was taken away by the sight of the large buildings rising around her. Her gaze immediately slid towards the large palace on top of the cliffs.
When the door of her carriage was finally opened, Alysanne quickly took her cloak and made her way outside. She was immediately greeted by a cold wind, and slowly took everything in around her. From the tall towers of the palace, to the white carpet of snow that practically looked like it was layed out just for her. "Take me directly to king Triumph, please." She spoke with a friendly smile to one of the servants. While the rest of her Laendaerys family was considered specifically cold, Alysanne had never lived up to those standards, and was more passionate, like there was an ongoing fire inside of her.

While she made her way through the long halls of the palace, she had the chance to take in all it's beauty. It looked nothing like the palace she called home, the one in Valyria. It did however leave a pleasant impression on her, at least her visit had started out comfortably. While one of the servants took the fur cloak of her shoulders, the doors opened, and Alysanne was greeted with the sight of the king of Navarre. She walked in, placing one foot elegantly for another, as she always did. "King Triumph, it is a pleasure to finally meet you." She spoke sweetly and made a quick curtsy, while a small grin appeared on her face.

Cloak x Gown x Headpiece

The princess let out a small sigh of comfort and relief when she had stepped out of the carriage. She didn't enjoy the long travelling. Even though she knew it was going to be a long journey when she left, she was never given an idea of how long it was actually going to be. The one thing that had made up for it were her surroundings once the evergoing desert of Valyria was behind her, and the tall mountains of Navarre had slowly risen. Even here in D'Auvignon, she was still stunned by the view, especially the palace.

When walking to the king, she got the chance to have a quick look at the palace, while she was warming up a bit. Alysanne seemed to have an ongoing fire inside of her, thanks to her abilities. But when faced with this kind of weather, even she couldn't handle it very well since she was everything but used to it. The tall doors that led to the king appeared, and she quickly took of her cloak, before walking in, surrounded by a few of the king's guards.
"King Triumph, it is a pleasure to finally meet you." She spoke sweetly with the usual warm tones in her voice. ’Princess Alysanne, the pleasure is equal.’ He spoke, while his lips shortly turned to a small smile. She slowly led her eyes glide over the man in front of her, shamelessly taking in every detail she could spot. ’I see you’re not completely frozen after the long journey.’ She softly shook her head while a small smile appeared on her face. "Not at all your grace, I seem to have a somewhat ongoing fire in me." It sounded poëtic, but what could she say? It wasn't exactly the right time to just blurt out everything there was to know about her. ’Was it still somewhat comfortable?’ Alysanne pressed her lips together for a second, doubting the answer she had in mind. "As comfortable as it could be. I'm not used to long journeys I'm afraid." She eventually said, as honest as she could be. "I am however, very curious to see what D'Auvignon has to offer." Her gaze slid through the hall shortly, while she tried to take in more of the beautiful palace. "The palace already seems grand, I can't imagine the view you must have from here." She ended with a small sigh, trying to make the conversation as easy as she could.

Cloak x Gown x Headpiece