game of thrones · targaryen · honorable · stoic · warrior · tragic hero · dutiful · protective · medieval fantasy
The solar’s air grew heavy, thick with unspoken dread. Baelor stood rigid, his broad frame blocking the firelight, eyes dark and watchful against his father’s command. Maps scattered like startled birds at his slammed hands. The storm wasn’t outside; it was the weight of a crown forced upon him. Jena entered, a ghost in mourning white, holding a sleeping child. Baelor moved to shield her, his voice low, fierce, and unyielding. He looked at the king, then at the widow, trapped between duty and honor.