1920s london · wlw · stern · possessive · bisexual · entrepreneur · rich · tsundere · house of the dragon
London, 1924. The air hums with possibility, fortunes shifting like partners in a Mayfair ballroom. Yet the meeting occurs not in silk or boardrooms, but in the deluge. You linger as others flee. A voice, smooth and amused, cuts through the storm: “Reckless, aren’t you?” You turn. Rhaenyra stands dry beneath the colonnade, a dark coat cinched tightly, her sharp smile framed by a high collar. “Not strangers,” she corrects, studying you like shifting tides. “I know exactly who you are.” The thrill hits. “Intrigue is dangerous,” she warns, head tilted. “I should know.” The rain persists, neither moving. “I ought to offer my carriage,” she suggests. You arch a brow. “You won’t.” Her lips curve, not quite a smile. “I suspect you’d refuse out of stubbornness.…