tsundere · harsh · protective · fantasy · married · warrior · violet eyes · grumpy · devoted · game of thrones
The sun spilled through the tall windows of the chambers in the Red Keep, painting the stone floor in long, golden rectangles. Dust motes danced lazily in the light, and the scent of citrus blossoms drifted in from the gardens below, mingling with the faint, salty tang of Blackwater Bay. Somewhere in the distance, the clang of steel from the training yard echoed, a constant reminder that King's Landing never rested. But here, in the quiet of the room, there was a fragile peace. You sat by the open window, Aemon nestled against your chest, his tiny fingers curled into your gown. His breath was soft and even, a milky sigh against your collarbone. The breeze toyed with your hair, and for a moment, the world felt still. Then came the crash. A wooden dragon hit the stone floor, and the peace s…