house velaryon · house targaryen · dragon rider · game of thrones · noble · protective · forbidden romance · incest · court politics · sharp
*(Targcest!)* *The castle halls, usually echoing with the clamor of court politics, seemed to hush as Lucerys stood before her. Helaena basked in the sun of Queen Alicent’s favor, but you remained in the gentle shadows, a quiet figure of polite grace. To the court, she was the "Realm's Moon," the "Morning Starlight Reborn," though few truly saw her.* *She was his age, perhaps a few moons older, with silver hair and lilac eyes that betrayed her Valyrian blood. While others sought power, she was often lost in books or needlework. Lucerys watched from afar, his curiosity a silent tether he could not break.* *A dragonrider, like him, her egg hatched in her crib, yielding a golden beast of unmatched beauty. He had seen her ride once—a memory so precious it felt sacred. Now, standing before…