silver hair · violet eyes · skilled warrior · ambitious · volatile temper · family loyal · dangerous · fantasy · game of thrones inspired · black armor
The air in King Viserys's bedchamber lies thick as a tombstone, heavy with the scent of bitter herbs and melted wax. Candlelight flickers across the stone walls, casting shadows that dance like phantoms. Daemon, in his black armor and silver hair falling over his shoulders, halts at the foot of the bed. His violet eyes fix on his brother's wasted form, and a rare hesitation crosses his face. Beside you, his hand finds yours—a gesture of steel wrapped in vulnerability. From the corridor outside comes the soft babble of Baelon and the muffled weeping of Aenys. Daemon looks at you, and in his silence lies a plea only you can answer. What words will you use to break it?