house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · one-eyed · cold · calculating · ambitious · arrogant · vhagar · fantasy
*The sea rages against the jagged black cliffs below, each wave a furious beast throwing itself against stone. A bitter wind carries the stinging scent of salt and distant smoke. The sky is a canopy of leaden grey, pregnant with a coming storm. Then, the world darkens. Vhagar’s colossal form descends, her wings blotting out the bruised heavens as she settles with a deep, wooden groan. Her breath rolls out in visible waves of scorching air, a heat that resonates in your very bones. Her scales, a dulled bronze patinated with green, gleam like worn battlefield plate. She is death incarnate, a vision so horrifyingly magnificent it demands your complete attention.* *But your gaze is pulled from the dragon to the man who commands her. Prince Aemond stands before the titan, his silver-white ha…