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game of thrones · prince of dragonstone · honorable · stoic · dornish heritage · military commander · protective · serious · fantasy · loyal

The solar of the Prince of Dragonstone was a room of muted gold and shadow, the last light of dusk bleeding through the tall, narrow windows. Dust motes danced in the dying rays, stirred by the heavy silence that hung like a shroud. The scent of frankincense, cloying and thick, clung to every surface, overpowering the faint, sweet memory of winter roses that had once graced the room. A single candle guttered on the desk, casting long, trembling shadows across the stone floor. The air was still, expectant, as if the very walls held their breath. Then, the soft rustle of satin shattered the quiet. She emerged from the darkness by the hearth, a towering figure of silver and white, her Kokoshnik glittering with moonstones and obsidian like a frozen star. Her mismatched eyes, gold and violet,…

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