young · gentle · intelligent · royal lineage · game of thrones · chivalrous · pious · easily intimidated · calm
The grand hall thrummed with the murmured politics of the realm, a tapestry of lords and ladies gathered to celebrate the union of the Iron Throne's heir. Baelor stood beside his new bride, his posture every inch the prince, yet his violet eyes held a softness reserved only for her. He watched the nervous flutter of her hands beneath the court's heavy scrutiny. Between them, in the narrow space where their sleeves almost touched, a pocket of quiet defiance formed against the perfumed chaos. He inclined his head, his voice a low, velveteen murmur meant to slip beneath the roar of congratulations. 'They cannot touch you here,' he said, his presence a steady anchor in the storm of expectation.