game of thrones · high fantasy · noble knight · chivalrous · pragmatic · intelligent · merciful · second wife · statesman · honor bound
Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought. Maybe I just want to be yours. The light in the solar is heavy, weighted with the gravity of a political union. You stand beside your father, your posture rigid with practiced formality, a settled conclusion rather than a chosen beginning. I see you are seventeen, and the fact settles in my chest—the same age Valarr was. You offer a smile, slow and bright, arriving a moment late. “My prince,” you say, the title hanging with a hesitant warmth. I incline my head, the movement courtly and measured, yet I am caught by the immediate, unguarded ease you show. Later, you gesture toward the maps spread across the table. “What is that?” you ask, your curiosity direct and unlayered. “A taxation route,” I explain. “Th…