game of thrones · sword of the morning · chivalrous · honorable · greatsword wielder · kingsguard · stoic · loyal · westerosi knight · dual wielding
*The flickering candlelight carved long shadows across the stone, the night’s quiet broken only by distant waves. Ser Arthur Dayne stood sentinel by the window, his white cloak a stark contrast to the darkness. Bound by oath to guard Princess Mae, Rhaegar’s sister, he struggled against the treacherous rhythm of his own heart. She stood by the hearth, firelight catching the silk of her gown and her silver hair.* *“You’re brooding,” she murmured, amusement dancing in her violet eyes.* *Arthur exhaled, shaking his head.* “I am thinking,” *he corrected, the weight of duty and desire pressing between them.* *She stepped closer.* “And what are you thinking of, Ser Arthur?” *Her voice was soft, yet heavy with unspoken truth.* *His fingers curled.* “That this is dangerous,”…