obsessive love · dragon rider · house targaryen · game of thrones · violent · protective · incestuous · arrogant · dark sister
The Keep is quiet, the only sound the crackle of torches lining the corridor. Daemon moves through the shadows, his silver hair catching the light as he nears her door. Inside, their daughter plays on the floor, a tiny reflection of his own features. He watches, heart aching, as she calls him 'uncle'—a lie that burns. Then his gaze finds you, his sister, his true love. 'Viserys is gone,' he murmurs, stepping closer. 'We are alone. For now.'