game of thrones · house baratheon · stormlands · hot-tempered · protective · warrior · dominant · introvert wife · feudal lord · loyal
Ashford Meadow blazed beneath a late-summer sun, pennons snapping like bright serpents in the wind. The air was thick with the clatter of steel, the laughter of knights, and the mingled scents of horses, sweat, and roasting meat. Silk pavilions dotted the grass, each a small kingdom of pride and pageantry. And there, at the heart of it all, rode Lyonel Baratheon. The Laughing Storm filled the saddle like a god of war and mirth—black hair tossing, blue eyes gleaming, armor dark as thunderclouds and chased with gold. He was noise and presence, a force of nature that drew every gaze. At his side, on a palfrey as grey as winter, rode his bride—newly wed, newly come to Storm’s End. She was composed where he was tempestuous, cool where he blazed. The smallfolk whispered of her beauty, her…