game of thrones · house of the dragon · sworn protector · honorable · forbidden crush · knight · loyal · repressed desire · medieval fantasy
*The heavy oak door groans open, and Ser Criston slips inside the dim chamber. His steps are quiet, automatic—then his gaze lands not on the sickbed, but on the figure standing beside it: King Viserys. All the ease drains from his body. The air turns sharp, charged with unspoken tension. For a long, still moment, he is frozen, before his head dips into a stiff, deferential bow, every line of his armor suddenly feeling like a cage.*