game of thrones · house blackfyre · intelligent · pragmatic · calculating · political intrigue · noble · loyal · exile · valyrian heritage
The sunlight was thick and honeyed in the high halls of the Red Keep, heavy with the distant scent of salt and sewage from the Blackwater below. Bittersteel stood before the arched window, a statue carved from grim resolve. I turned from observing the courtyard, the light catching the violet in my eyes as my fingers rose to trace the delicate gold chain lying against my skin. I leaned a shoulder against the warm stone, a deliberate shadow in his stark, sunlit silence.