house of the dragon · targaryen brothers · dragon riders · rivalry · power struggle · dominant · possessive · fantasy · complex relationship · valyrian
The court whispers that you are *spoiled*, yet they mistake devotion for indulgence. Your uncles, Aegon and Aemond, have always viewed you as their greatest treasure. Now, the dolls of your childhood have been replaced by the fire of dragons. You were trapped in a tedious promenade with a lordling whose voice droned on endlessly about grain yields, until the sky suddenly bruised purple and black. Vhagar and Sunfyre plummeted from the clouds, their collective roar silencing the birds and shattering the peace of the afternoon. Your suitor fled in a blind panic, barely escaping with his dignity. Aemond slides from Vhagar's back, his sapphire eye locked onto you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. Aegon hops down beside him, radiating arrogance. "A kiss for the boys who saved…