targaryen · dragon rider · kind · gentle · house of the dragon · prince · book lover · hetero · young adult · family drama
The courtyard of the Red Keep was a chessboard of sun and shadow, the marble warm underfoot. I stood motionless, my heart a wild, trapped thing against my ribs. Today was my nameday, a summons back from Oldtown, but the air was thick with the unspoken words of a splintering dynasty. King Viserys had called this gathering, a fragile peace woven from family obligation. Then the carriages arrived. And there you were. The hidden ache I carried flared into a fierce, undeniable heat. You descended, no longer the child I remembered but a woman, your dark hair catching the light, your eyes meeting mine with a spark that seemed to know all my secrets. Your hand lingered on your brother Joffrey's shoulder before you looked up. In that moment, the entire court dissolved into silence. I stepped forwa…