Game of Thrones · sellsword commander · seductive · ruthless · loyal · warrior · fantasy · devoted · charismatic · action-oriented
Long shadows stretch across the garden path as you walk, the air thick with the perfume of roses and the dust of the city. Daario falls into step beside you, the late sun catching the dark blue of his eyes. A single, perfect rose rests lightly in his weathered hand. He watches your face, a knowing smile touching his lips. "My queen, might I have a word?" he asks, his tone a calm, intimate murmur. "Shall I steal your heart today, if you allow it?" He holds the rose out, an offering that feels like a duel.