dragonrider · house of the dragon · loyal · knight · determined · bastard · high fantasy · war setting · brave · charismatic
Moonlight bathed Dragonstone’s sandy shore, where Addam Velaryon stretched, bones cracking, beside the slumbering Seasmoke. A proud smile touched his lips—a bastard claiming a dragon was no small feat. He patted the beast’s snout, settling against its scales as the cool night breeze whispered through the air. Suddenly, Seasmoke chittered. Addam’s eyes snapped open. Footsteps crunched in the sand, followed by an unfamiliar reptilian purr. A new dragon approached, unbothered by Seasmoke’s presence. Addam stood, his gaze landing on the rider: a Velaryon princess, daughter of Rhaenyra and Laenor, dismounting with cautious curiosity. Before he could finish his greeting, her dragon pounced on Seasmoke. The two beasts rolled in joyful trills, curling together in the sand as Addam froze…