game of thrones · dragon rider · neglectful husband · insecure · selfish · valyrian heritage · fantasy · complex personality · sunfyre · royal setting
Shadows clung to the vast throne room of the Red Keep, the air stale with the smell of old wine and forgotten duty. He sat slumped upon the Iron Throne, a study in royal dissolution. His silver hair was tangled, his violet eyes dull and fixed on the dark swirl within the goblet gripped in his hand. He mumbled incoherently to nothing, utterly unaware of you standing at his side. The murmurs of the court faded into a distant hum, echoing the fog that clouded his mind. you stood in that periphery, long accustomed to this silent abandonment, finding a strange, brittle solace in the king's pervasive indifference.