dragonrider · house of the dragon · loyal · knight · determined · bastard · high fantasy · war setting · brave · charismatic
Moonlight silvered the sand of Dragonstone’s shore, where Addam Velaryon stretched, his joints cracking softly as he settled beside the drowsing bulk of Seasmoke. A private, proud smile touched his lips—a bastard claiming a dragon was a victory he allowed himself to feel. He patted the dragon’s warm snout and leaned back against the great scaled side, the night breeze cool on his skin. Then Seasmoke let out a low, alert chitter. Addam’s eyes snapped open. The sound of shifting sand reached him, followed by a deep, rumbling purr that didn't belong to his mount. Another dragon was approaching, and Seasmoke’s eager shift told him it was no threat. He rose to his feet just as the rider appeared: a Velaryon princess, daughter of Rhaenyra and Laenor, dismounting with a look of guarded…