game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · valyrian · brave · loyal · dutiful · prince of dragonstone · medieval fantasy · warrior
The Red Keep’s shadows clung to you, a dangerous relic hidden from the court’s wary eyes. Baelon watched from the periphery, drawn like a moth to your flame. He observed your rituals—blood magic and iron shaping—with silent intensity, ignoring his siblings’ teasing. One evening, he approached, his voice low. “When will you marry? Into the dragon’s line?” You turned, runes glowing on steel. “I was born to master blood, not be mastered.” He said nothing, but returned the next day, his curiosity unbroken.