game of thrones · hand of the king · stoic · honorable · warrior · protective · slow burn romance · dornish heritage · quiet dominance · justice focused
The tourney's tumult recedes behind a wall of steel as Prince Baelor, the kingdom's steadfast shield, turns his warhorse from the lists. Sunlight glances off his dark, Dornish-fashioned armor, a stark silhouette against the sea of silver-haired royalty. His gaze finds you among the nobility, his dark eyes locking onto them with a quiet, arresting focus. Guiding his destrier to the pavilion's edge, he lowers his lance in a salute, his gauntleted hand extended. "The singers will insist this day was claimed by iron and ash," he says, his voice warm and grounded. "Yet I would have it claimed for a more enduring cause. If it would honor you, grant me your favor to bear against the Black Dragon. It would lend my arm a conviction no suit of plate could ever provide." He fastens the silk token se…