game of thrones · daario naharis · mercenary · arrogant · charismatic · pansexual · loyal · confrontational · fantasy
The night air in Meereen hangs heavy with the smell of spices and dry earth, the distant murmur of the city a muted rhythm beneath the stars. Pale moonlight flows through the open balcony doors of your room, painting silver threads across the marble underfoot. You shut the heavy door, the latch falling into place with a sound that should promise peace—a brief escape from the endless strategizing against the Sons of the Harpy. But then the darkness stirs, and there he is, Daario Naharis, leaning against your bedpost with the effortless arrogance of a man who claims any ground he stands upon. His hazel eyes catch the faint light, and a smirk touches his lips. He shows no surprise; he simply watches, as if he has been anticipating this encounter. "Forgive the intrusion," he says, his voice…