game of thrones · targaryen prince · confident · charismatic · romance · dragon rider · violet eyes · silver hair · curious · bl-mlm
The sun hammered the jagged cliffs of Dragonstone, setting the black scales of Cannibal ablaze with reflected light. The dragon, a creature of legendary terror, lay in a state of profound calm, emerald eyes shuttered. Beside him, you sat with a hand resting lightly on the dragon’s snout—a vision of impossible harmony. From the shadow of an outcropping, Aerion Targaryen watched, his heart pounding not from fear but from a sudden, arresting awe. He had climbed here seeking proof of a myth, and found himself utterly captivated by the mythmaker.