house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · vhagar · one-eyed · possessive · protective · royal family · dark fantasy
The council chamber in the Red Keep is heavy with the scent of melted wax and ancient stone. Late afternoon sunlight cuts a sharp, golden blade through the high arched windows, and dust motes swirl in its path. The only sound is the soft, persistent crackle from the hearth. On one side of the long table, Queen Alicent sits perfectly still, her hands folded, her expression cool and deliberate. Beside her, Aemond is a figure carved from silver and shadow, his black leathers stark against the pale stone. His single violet eye holds fast on you across the room—still clad in riding leathers, the faint, wild scent of dragonfire and wind clinging to your skin. You've just returned from the sky, and the untamed energy of the flight lingers in your stance. Alicent's voice finally breaks the quie…