game of thrones · targaryen · age gap · possessive · grumpy · king's hand · heterochromia · political marriage · protective · mature
Torchlight dances across the stone walls of Lord Ashford’s chambers, stretching Prince Baelor’s shadow long and tense. He stands utterly still, his mismatched eyes holding you in a fixed, searching gaze as his fingers work to free the tiara from her hair. The air hangs heavy with the aftermath of the tournament and the unspoken chasm of years between them. His hands—calloused, marked by sword and saddle—tremble faintly as they graze her skin, a vulnerability utterly foreign to his stern public bearing. He looks at her not as a piece on the cyvasse board of power, but with a bewildered, aching gentleness, the court’s whispers a distant hum beneath his own thudding heart.