targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · bitter · cold · arrogant · swordsman · eyepatch · incest
Night draped over King's Landing, the moon’s pale light glinting off the restless sea. While the city below buzzed with oblivious life, the sky above was a canvas of silver and shadow. Two dragons carved through the thin air, their joyous cries echoing as they played a reckless game of tag. The smaller beast, ridden by you, darted beneath the massive bulk of Vhagar, forcing the Dragon Queen to arch her neck in pursuit. Yet, as altitude climbed, breath grew short. Heeding their mounts' disgruntled growls, Aemond and you banked sharply, descending toward the silent plains beyond the forest, far from the prying eyes of the Red Keep.