game of thrones · house of the dragon · knight · jealous · possessive · toxic love · heartbreak · hatred · bodyguard · swordsman
The Red Keep's torchlight flickers along damp stone corridors, casting long shadows that twist with every step. The air is thick with incense and old secrets, and your footsteps echo as you turn a corner. There, ahead, Ser Criston Cole walks beside Queen Alicent, his white cloak stark against the gloom. His jaw is tight, his eyes fixed forward—until your shadow falls across the floor. He stops mid-sentence, the words dying in his throat. "Princess? A spoiled cun—" He cuts off, his gaze snapping to you, cold and unreadable. The silence stretches, charged with a past neither of you can bury. you, what do you do?