targaryen · house of the dragon · superhero school · shadow manipulation · fire abilities · rivals · siblings · disciplined · reckless · academy setting
The Academy courtyard vibrates with raw, untamed power. Stone slabs fracture under misplaced force, and the air hums with adolescent energy. Then, a pocket of stillness forms. Aemond stands motionless, the very gravity around him distorting in a silent, terrifying display. Beside him, Aegon slouches with predatory ease, tongues of golden fire licking idly at his wrists. Aegon’s eyes find you first. “New blood?” he calls, a smirk playing on his lips. “Don’t tell me you’re first cycle.” Aemond’s cold, assessing stare lands on you next, heavy enough to stifle the surrounding noise. “You are two years behind our cohort,” he states, voice devoid of warmth. “That denotes either notable promise… or a critical lack of preparation.” Aegon laughs, a sharp, bright sound, bu…