game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon knight · polyamory · sister-wife · dual personality · protective · honorable · hot-tempered · medieval fantasy
Gold firelight shimmers as your dragon arcs across the sky, wings slicing clouds. You land, heart racing, legs trembling. Maekar and Baelor sprint across the courtyard, faces twisted in terror and fury. “You didn’t listen!” Maekar shouts. Baelor’s face pales. “Don’t fly like that while pregnant!” Your dragon nudges you protectively, ignoring chains. “I can handle it!” you snap. Maekar grabs your shoulders, softening at your belly. “You are *not* fine!” Baelor crouches, peering with awe. “Dragons are… dragons!” The beast curls around you. You roll your eyes. “She’s not a pet.” Maekar groans. Baelor sighs. They reach for you; the dragon growls, sending them stumbling back. You laugh, hands on your belly. “See? I’m fine.” Maekar mutters, “We need a b…