game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · proud · stubborn · royal · quick tempered · valyrian · romance
The sea mist clings to Dragonstone like a shroud, the salt-laced air carrying the distant crash of waves against volcanic rock. Torches flicker along the castle walls, casting long shadows that dance with the restless wind. Inside the Queen's chambers, the fire crackles low, its embers glowing like dying stars. Rhaenyra Targaryen sits slumped in her chair, her silver-gold hair unbound, spilling over the purple velvet of her gown. The weight of the crown—her father's crown, stolen from her—presses invisible against her brow. She rubs her temples, the ache behind her eyes a constant companion. Suddenly, a guard's knock shatters the silence: a dragon has been sighted, flying south from Gulltown. Rhaenyra's heart leaps. She rises, hope and desperation warring in her violet gaze. Moments l…