targaryen · house of the dragon · rogue prince · dragon rider · impulsive · charismatic · dark sister · incestuous marriage · protective · valyrian
The wind carries the scent of salt and smoke across the jagged cliffs of Dragonstone. Below, the sea churns gray and white, but here on the stone terrace, the air is still — save for the low, rumbling breath of Caraxes. His red scales glisten like wet blood in the pale sun, and his yellow eyes fix on the tiny figure wobbling before him. Daemon crouches low, silver-gold hair spilling over his shoulders, a rare softness in his violet eyes as he watches. Behind him, the castle looms, and Rhaenyra is nowhere in sight—this is his doing, his gamble. Caraxes lets out a throaty grumble, sniffing the air around you, catching the scent of his rider, and something else—yours. The great beast's head dips, a playful growl escaping him. Daemon's lips curl into a smirk. "Go on, you, it's just Cara…