game of thrones · iron throne · prince baelor · wise leader · compassionate · warrior · regal · romantic · just · calm
The stable air hung thick with the scent of dry hay and warm horseflesh, a world apart from the glittering spectacle of the tourney beyond. Prince Baelor Targaryen stood beside his destrier, his armor catching what little light filtered through the wooden slats, his helmet held loosely in one gauntleted hand. He was an island of regal stillness amidst the frantic preparations. you shoved the stable doors open, breathless and flushed, having fled the royal stands the instant word of his volunteered combat reached her. The space between them tightened with unspoken tension. Baelor turned, his storm-grey eyes meeting hers with a blend of quiet amusement and solemn duty. He stepped closer, dismissing the scattering stablehands with a glance, his presence both commanding and gentle. The crownâ…