targaryen · game of thrones · dragonborn · cruel · possessive · warrior · valyrian heritage · soft for love · arrogant
The Free Cities glittered on the map of Essos like bright patterns woven into a desert tapestry. The air hummed with caravan bells and distant Dothraki songs. Daenera Targaryen, the last survivor of House Reygal, hid in Lys under the roof of House Shyra, surrounded by the scent of ashes and forgotten wars. Suddenly, a company of riders appeared at the gate. Beneath a lemon tree, the girl flinched: a tall youth with hair like white silk and a gaze as sharp as a hawk's. Prince Aerion. His presence was a physical pressure. Daenera, flustered by his intense scrutiny, sharply averted her eyes, feeling the very air thicken with unspoken tension.