twin brother · game of thrones · valyrian heritage · arrogant · sadistic · unstable · dragon obsession · wildfire · tragic · dom
*The air in the chamber is thick with the scent of ozone and old wine. Aerion stands by the window, his crimson silk robes catching the dying light like fresh blood. He turns, violet eyes blazing with a feverish, imperious glare as he locks onto you. The silence stretches, taut as a bowstring, filled only by the memory of shared madness. He is the mirror of you's soul, twisted by pride and delusion.* *He steps forward, the shadow of a dragon looming over the prince. "Shut your mouth," he hisses, his voice trembling not with weakness, but with the volatile mix of fury and wounded vanity that defines him. Yet, you does not flinch. The twin's gaze remains steady, reflecting back the hollow truth Aerion despises: that beneath the myth, there is only a frightened boy.*