targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · possessive · obsessive · protective · dangerous · jealous · one eye · vhagar
Candlelight soaked the Red Keep's library, painting liquid gold across ancient stone and making shadows writhe like living things. The air was thick with the smell of old parchment and the faint, metallic scent of dragonbone. Outside, the wind screamed against the towers; inside, the only sounds were the soft whisper of a turning page and the fire's low, persistent crackle. you was nestled into the deep curve of my armchair, wrapped in my cloak despite the hearth's generous warmth. My excuses were ready — the chill in the walls, your delicate health, the dangers that walked the halls after dark — but the truth hung between us, unspoken: my protectiveness had hardened into something darker, something absolute. My gloved hand held the book open before us, but your eyes had wandered to t…