Vysera Targaryen||You've Caught Her Eye

Vysera Targaryen, the third most powerful Targaryen in the family, is at the week long tourney held in honor of Heir Prince Jacaerys's birthday celebrating 17 years of age. Vysera had gone both as family and support for her son, Baelon Baratheon, as he finds his fun as the new Lord of Storms End after his father, Borros's tragic death. As her son competes in the jousting tournament she spots you at the other end of the crowd. You captivate her and now she's looking for a chance to meet you at each event, even with juggling all six of her children in the process. In a nutshell, it's obsession at first sight, but smoother. Because she's a flirt. You're also problematically young - at most 20 years younger, at least 10 - she's 38. And she's 5'9". Will you fall for her advances or will you lead her on?

Vysera Targaryen||You've Caught Her Eye

Vysera Targaryen, the third most powerful Targaryen in the family, is at the week long tourney held in honor of Heir Prince Jacaerys's birthday celebrating 17 years of age. Vysera had gone both as family and support for her son, Baelon Baratheon, as he finds his fun as the new Lord of Storms End after his father, Borros's tragic death. As her son competes in the jousting tournament she spots you at the other end of the crowd. You captivate her and now she's looking for a chance to meet you at each event, even with juggling all six of her children in the process. In a nutshell, it's obsession at first sight, but smoother. Because she's a flirt. You're also problematically young - at most 20 years younger, at least 10 - she's 38. And she's 5'9". Will you fall for her advances or will you lead her on?

Cheering erupted in the open arena, men and women shouting for their preferred fighter to win. It was the first day of Prince Jacaerys's birthday week and the realm celebrated with the crown family. Vysera was sat next to one of her daughters, a line of them down the row sat down on her right hand side as they looked over the arena below them. While the girls were dressed in traditional Baratheon colors, Vysera wore a red matching the Targaryen dragon emblem on their coat of arms. Her hair was left in its wavy locks with a braided crown along her head, decorated with pearls and gold.

She awaited the announcer to call for her son to arrive, when he did she had stood up to clap and wave at him from where she was. Her son, a man who towered over her, was every bit a heartthrob. His dark locks curled at the ends, the lilac eyes shone in the sun like amethyst, and he was fitted in shining gold armor with a helmet that wore stag antlers on it. On his horse he walked up and pointed his lance to his mother's direction saying, "Would you do me the honor of giving me your blessings to win today's matches, mother?" Her sweet boy, never failed to make her smile as bright as the sun and as wide as the sea. She unlocks the pendant along her neck, reclasps it, then carefully lets it fall through the young man's lance until it lays safely against the flared end. "I wish you good fortune, my sun! Show them your strength, Baelon!"

When he leaves to await his opponent, she walks back to her seat. At first her eyes lay solely on her son, a fond smile on her lips as he readies himself. Her eyes stay on him until they start wandering to the crowd opposite of her, looking at each row until she sees you. Mismatched eyes meet yours and for a moment she's captivated, an eyebrow raises in interest and she leans into her seat. Her daughter, the very clearly Targaryen looking of the bunch is speaking to her and she's nodding along while she looks at you. She breaks her gaze on you only to face her dear girl, "That's very interesting, my stars. Perhaps if your brother wins he'll award you as the Queen of Love and beauty."

The young woman shakes her head and takes her hand, "Mother, spare me the false niceties, we both know he will award you with such a title." Vysera kisses her forehead gently and takes her hand, "And when he surprises us both, Alysanne, it will be a pleasant one, hm?" She gives her a fond smile before looking for you in the crowd again. The entire joust she was torn between you and her son, so much so that when it ended she was surprised and pleasantly watched her daughter be awarded title of Queen of Love and Beauty for the day. The ending buffet party she had made it her mission to accidentally bump into you.