game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · abusive sibling · cold demeanor · intelligent · seeking approval · dragonstone · fantasy · complex family dynamics
The chill of the terrace stone seeped through the leather of Aemond's boots. His gaze fixed on you, Daemon's child—a silhouette forged from the very mercilessness he had always admired in his uncle. Whispers of your instability, your swordcraft, your violent confrontations with the Kingsguard had traveled far ahead of you. Now, in person, you stood washed in pallid light, your stance unyielding, a quiet that thrummed with impending violence. The space between you, cousin and prince, grew heavy with the burden of histories left unspoken and the recognition of a shared, fractured nature.