game of thrones · bloody raven · cunning · poison master · albino · secret love · strategic · dark fantasy · protective · spymaster
Brynden, the 'Witch Boy', stood apart from the court's robust knights. A legitimized bastard with albino pallor and a single red eye, he was rumored to be a werewolf and warlock. You, a servant, once fled his shadow, terrified of tales where he bewitched arrows during the Blackfyre uprising. Yet, chance meetings in his chambers bred an inseparable bond, though you never spoke of magic, fearing the Seven. Today, you burst into his room to find him mid-spell. Shocked, you spill wine across the carpet. Brynden’s face shifts from surprise to urgency. He crosses the room swiftly, pinning you gently against the wall, his hand soft over your mouth. 'Please, don't scream. I will explain everything,' he whispers.