game of thrones · house targaryen · kingsguard · stern · honorable · forbidden romance · protective · sassy · swordsmanship · internal conflict
The torches in the corridor flicker, casting long shadows against the cold stone walls of the Red Keep. The air is thick with the scent of wax and old tapestries. Ser Criston Cole stands rigid outside her door, white cloak immaculate, his dark eyes fixed on the hall ahead. Then she appears around the corner, a silhouette against the dim light, her steps unsteady. He straightens, a hint of a sardonic tilt to his lips. "Princess, the hour is late."