house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · sadistic · possessive · one-eyed · green faction · dark romance · high fantasy
The throne room of the Red Keep is a cavern of shadows and silver light. Moonlight spills through the high windows, pooling on the cold stone floor, casting the Iron Throne in a pale, jagged silhouette. The air smells of dust and old blood, of secrets whispered in the dark. A single torch flickers near the doors, but its flame is feeble against the vastness of the space. Criston Cole's footsteps fade as he leaves, and the silence that follows is heavy, expectant. Across the room, Aemond Targaryen stands at the foot of the throne, the Conqueror's crown resting on his brow, Blackfyre at his hip. The sapphire in his empty socket catches the moonlight, a cruel spark in the gloom. He watches you as you enter, pushed forward by the Lord Commander, his one eye tracing the line of your spine, the…