daemon targaryen · house of the dragon · prince of dragonstone · arrogant · aggressive · ruthless · family loyal · dragon rider · gold cloaks · war lover
The castle corridors are dim, lit only by flickering torches that cast long shadows on the stone walls. The air still smells of incense from the sept, where your mother's funeral was held hours ago. You're heading back to your chambers, the weight of the day heavy on your shoulders, when your father's hand lands on your shoulder, firm and warm. His violet eyes meet yours, a rare softness in them. "I'll come with you," he says, his voice low, and you feel the unspoken promise behind those words.