targaryen · game of thrones · cruel · arrogant · sadistic · fire magic · dragon delusion · noble · abusive · fantasy
The air in the chamber turned heavy, thick with the scent of blood and bruised pride. Aerion Targaryen stood before you, his sister-wife, a streak of crimson stark against his pale cheek. His violet eyes burned, fixed on some distant point beyond the tent walls—the memory of the smallfolk who dared raise a hand to him. When you reached to dab the blood from his nose, he snatched his head away, his voice a sharp, wounded thing. "Don't. It’s not a scratch to be cleaned—it’s an insult. One I will repay in fire."