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<B>TAG:</B> GARETH BARATHEON
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She couldn’t remember a single time in her life where she had experienced so much rain. Not even when she and Gareth had traveled through various countries with varying climates and atmospheres. Naida had barraged the prince with a cascade of questions before they had arrived in the Stormlands to assure herself she would feel acquainted enough with the land that had produced and sustained her lover. Still, the Lyseni found herself awed at the fact the rain had not subsided since they arrived in Westeros, more specifically at the keep of House Baratheon. Storm’s End was more aptly named than the bedslave could have ever imagined.

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Naida had scarcely seen Gareth since his return to his family, his castle, and his country but she did not go out seeking his presence. There were many matters he needed to tend to, she was aware of this and assured he was constantly occupied. But her inquiries, remarks, and general captivation of the unfamiliar land were left to continue to grow until she felt as if they would burst through her chest. Naida had a handmaiden Gareth had instructed to offer his paramour abetment but she was hesitant to act uninhibitedly towards the young woman. The attention and company were appreciated but the bastard ultimately kept her tongue pressed against the inside of her cheek when they spent time together.

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She had told the handmaiden, whose name was Mayra, to draw her a bath one overcast afternoon. Rain continued to batter against the amply fortified castle, but the ground it stood upon was sodden from the copious amount of water it had absorbed. Naida’s bronze skin striking against the pallor that had settled over the keep, made even more apparent by the heavily Dornish inspired garments clinging to her physique. She had moved with haste from her bedchambers, allowing her bare feet to carry her throughout the complex layout of Storm’s End. She hadn’t committed the extensiveness of the fortress to her memory and ultimately somehow found herself standing before the main courtyard, unabandoned and battered by the relentless torrents of rainfall.

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Spontaneity struck the amethyst haired foreigner, whose whimsical strides led her to the center of the abandoned clearing. She was soaked to the bone in a matter of seconds, the linen fabric of her garments bonded to her skin and her lofty tresses weighed down by the rain. The droplets of water glistened against the sheen of her skin, transforming Naida into an ethereal scene to behold. Her head tilted up towards the sunless sky and she began to twirl around in a slow, unhurried circle. The melodious trill of laughter that sounded from her lips carried through the uninhabited courtyard.

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i can see through you; we are the same. it's perfectly strong, you run in my veins. how can i keep you inside my lungs? i breathe what is yours, you breathe what is mine. you hover like a hummingbird, haunt me in my sleep. you're sailing from another world, sinking in my seas. you're feeding on my energy. i'm letting go of it; he wants it.</div>


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As it is to be expected from someone whose whole life has revolved a profession of pleasure, Naida is extremely sensual and conscious of physical appearances. The Lyseni has seemed more developed and experienced than her age, effectively robbing her of her childhood but also instilling her with the weapon of feminine wiles. Sultry, voluptuous, and tactile are words easily attached to Naida and she revels in the reputation bestowed on her. She will never hesitate to indulge herself in any fantasy her mind conjures or thinks of any request as too outlandish. Naida is even more amorous and attentive to those who she forges a connection with. The bedslave is also keen about physique and keeping herself perfectly groomed; a striking face will never fail to catch her attention.

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One would be gravely incorrect if they assumed Nadia was a vixen, simply based off of her career and preference of sensuality. She is more aptly regarded as woman who is nonchalant and pliant. It’s more appealing to Naida to take after the cascading waters of a river instead of a tightly coiled viper. She would not refer to herself as someone who is submissive, but she has no qualms with adhering to things as they come to her instead of making a fuss or insisting a specific structure. The less fuss the better, to the point when others can ultimately make decisions for her. Simple and plain is her lifestyle; Naida is extravagant with her appearance but mellow with her choices and thoughts.

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She finds joy in the more simplistic aspects of life. Instead of attending a lavish and stuffy celebration, the Lyseni would prefer to pack a picnic and spend a tranquil evening wandering until a unknown, breathtaking scene is discovered. Elements of nature often awe her or a mindless act, such as a gesture of kindness from a stranger deeply affects her. The bastard’s contentment does not need to be met with unattainable standards. It’s not uncommon for her mood to be elevated to levels of delight simply because her loved ones are merry too. She’ll go to ridiculous extents to see a smile blossom or hear jovial laughter. Those she surrounds herself with are the essence of her being; it’s more selfish than anything but Naida needs to keep them close or she’ll entirely wilt. Being highly dependent on those around her, especially since is unable to properly care for herself, she grows attached quite easily.

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She doesn’t boast an extreme amount of intelligence or any extreme sort of intellect, but she does enjoy the act of collecting information. It doesn’t matter the topic, if it is something unknown to Naida then she becomes engrossed. Her mind is vivid and voracious, imagining things Naida is usually unable to put into words. Many times she will fall victim to her daydreams, lured to another world no one else has the chance to experience. The Lyseni is only a step above illiteracy but she will remain rapt for hours when someone weaves a story for her. Her head will swim with a sea full of questions, which will not be hushed or quelled unless someone tells her to hold her tongue. However, she has a knack for languages and has become skilled or nearly fluent in many since she hosted cliente from all nations.

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She did not know she was a Sand until the the words slipped off her mother’s tongue one night when she had consumed far too much Dornish red. Ten years old, the Lyseni girl had only been addressed as Naida or the moniker clientele she had begun to steadily gain chose to use: the Orchid Whore. Even at such a young age, the girl was accustomed to the differentiation of herself when compared to other Lyseni people. Her skin was far more rich in color and the vivid plum of her tresses stood out vibrantly against the silken and pale shades of the other island natives. What Naida couldn’t comprehend was the meaning of the title Sand but her mother had fallen in a sullen mood and refused to delve deeper into the matter.<p>

Westerosi traditions and customs were foreign to Naida, even though she was technically half Westerosi and half Lyseni. The structure of her life was immediately transformed into an unstable situation, one that would threaten to collapse and force the girl to rebuild the way she viewed the world. Before immersing herself in the desire to uncover her sincere identity, the bedslave mitigated her urge for elucidation of her life by observing her past. Lys was the only home Naida knew; her mother had been bred to be a courtesan and her daughter was groomed to pursue the same career. It was an honor to seethe sensuality and appeal to anyone who laid their eyes on the amethyst beauty. Her mother personally taught her the art, assuring her daughter would be coveted by all who entered the pillow-house.

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She was told that she should take pride in the pleasure she could offer others, that no one else in the world would be able to satisfy men and women like she could. Naida was young but the licentiousness of her work was a delight to her. The variety of company she kept only further bred the curiosity that existed within her. The bedslave filled herself with finesse, her skills stretching beyond her capabilities as a lover and allowing her to probe information she desired from the foreign and exotic individuals she encountered. It was not unusual for a visiting noble to return to her multiple times, presenting her with a plethora of gifts or insisting she would serve better purpose as their while. Every offer was suavely declined while Naida continued to collect snippets of information about Westerns and stories mangled with the cloudy effects of copious alcohol consumption.

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Naida was in her fifteenth year when Gareth Baratheon visited Lys, and more specifically the pillow-house where she was employed. She was still unsure of how the events transpired but she was infatuated with the Westerosi lord the moment she found herself in his presence. Naida boarded on the Cobalt with him when his time in the Lys the Lovely finally concluded and his travels around Essos and beyond were to continue. Nadia earned the title of paramour quickly and partook in his adventures as his partner with uninhibited elation. He provided her with indescribable experiences and opportunities, treating her as if she possessed a value to him no one else was privy to witness. For four years, she remained by his side and found herself enamored by the Prince of Storms as she steadily became more urbane.

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The pair had only recently masqueraded in Dorne, where they spent time to allow Naida to try and connect to her roots. The trip was decided upon after she finally relayed her bastard status to Gareth, having clung to the information due to her uncertainty of how he would react. Once she was satisfied with the time spent in the desert of the south, the time to return to the Stormlands then arrived. Naida is overwhelmed by the cultural difference between the two continents and the current calamity looming over the horizon of Westeros. The concept of the realm she had created in her mind clashes against reality, but she is clinging to the hope she will remain soothed as long as she remains near Prince Baratheon.

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  • TEMPEST | A dagger made of castle forged steel Gareth gifted to her upon their arrival at Storm's End. The name of the weapon is engraved on the blade in Lyseni. It's more ostentatious than Nadia prefers but it's a beautifully crafted piece. Its handle is formed from a mixture of all of the minerals and gemstones they collected on their travels. They were melted down and shaped accordingly, now glistening an incandescent ivory shade.
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OOC Name: TSUNDERE <br>
FC: FATE/SERIES | nitocris <br>


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