the art of incompetence.
THE ART OF INCOMPETENCE
a house of the dragon fanfiction.
( GWAYNE HIGHTOWER X OC)
I hope she'll be a fool
▬ that's the best thing
a girl can be in this world,
a beautiful little fool.
i, despite all the arbor offered, the most precious thing lord redwyne possessed had always been his daughter roswhen; a spirited and sweet girl who had never seemed to grasp the concept of when enough was enough. she was his youngest child, with his lady wife's auburn hair and his own green eyes. he doted on her mindlessly and without fail like a fool, never minding the way his wife, florys peake, would scold him, for she would turn a blind eye by the time the sun set.
roswhen would never speak against this, what child ever would? even as her siblings would insist that something must be wrong with her for their father to spoil her so—she would only laugh, and let softly spoken words of venom fall from her perfectly shaped lips.
ii, roswhen redwyne's greatest love had always been the sea, years of being raised in the arbor had made sure of this. her mother had been from the mainland, and never bothered to understand the beauty of it
( of her. )
perhaps then, the fault lies with the mother that the girl became as insatiable as they say. she could have all the ripe fruits and fabrics she wished for, but a mother's love cannot be bought, and because of this, roswhen considered herself to be no wealthier than the smallfolk. "it is an art, to seem as stupid as you are, smart girl," her mother tells her as she holds her face. her touch is not soft and gentle and kind, it is instead made of shattered glass, cutting into her skin the more roswhen dares to lean into it, "they do not see you as you are, but you cannot fool your mother." ( roswhen is pleased by this; even as the salt of her tears chases after the blood that drips down her rounded cheeks. )
iii, roswhen redwyne is a fool who expects the world handed to her wrapped in silk, because surely that is what the seven owe her for making her such a stupid, insolent girl. it was alarming, how quickly this resentment crept into her heart like a foul poison that would eventually replace all that was once sweet about her, and each day the girl would fester in her own rot, the remnants of girlhood long wasted away. she did not give the gods the satisfaction of pleading for their mercy, and instead sought comfort in the sea, which if, depending on the truthfulness of all accounts, was the most foolish thing the girl could do.
GWAYNE: Don't you hear Their voices?
No. :ROSWHEN
a beat.
No, I only hear mine own. :ROSWHEN
STARRING !
natalie dormer ... roswhen redwyne
freddie fox ... gwayne hightower
olivia cooke ... alicent hightower
rhys ifans ... otto hightower
( everyone else AS DESCRIBED ! )
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🦢 roswhen if you can hear me roswhen..
🦢 out of all my ocs, roswhen is by far my favorite so while updates may be sporadic, hopefully they'll become more frequent as i get a schedule down with writing since school has started. (i say this so much im so sorry)
🦢 trigger warnings include but do not limit to; mental illness, cults, sacrifice & religious trauma, misogyny, targ-cest, etc. please be careful if those are topics that may trigger you!
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