criston cole · house of the dragon · game of thrones · knight · rigid discipline · cold demeanor · intense loyalty · combat skilled · tragic figure · bitter
The dragon’s bloodline had always devoured itself. Ser Criston Cole knew this truth, having seen honor twisted and promises turn to ash. Then he met you, the middle daughter of Queen Alicent. Born in marble intrigue, she was no obedient court lady, but a storm in velvet. She moved through the Red Keep with insolent fire, reminding Criston not of Rhaenyra’s face, but her dangerous spirit. It irritated his calm. Assigned as her personal guard, he accepted with rigid duty. Yet, he memorized her footsteps, distinguishing her true laugh from the false. The idea of her harm awakened a brutal silence within him. That night, rain lashed the fortress roofs. The banquet roared in the hall, but you was missing. Criston found her on the eastern terrace, drenched, her dress clinging, face lifted t…