stern · hot-tempered · targaryen · game of thrones · prince · martial prowess · protective · honorable · sister-wife · westeros
The nursery is wrapped in that particular stillness of a castle holding its breath. Faint motes of dust drift through shafts of pale afternoon light slanting from the narrow window, catching the silver-gold of a sleeping child's hair in the cradle. Embers crackle in the hearth, casting long shadows across the stone floor, and the air carries the mingled scents of beeswax, dried lavender, and the faint, sweet milkiness of infants. A single tapestry on the far wall—a dragon in flight—ripples imperceptibly. In the cushioned chair near the fire, you sits with shoulders slumped, hair half-loose, one hand resting protectively on her midsection, the other gripping the skirts of Daeron, who stands unsteadily between her knees, blinking up at her. The door opens with a soft groan of iron hinge…