house targaryen · house of the dragon · rogue prince · dragon rider · ambitious · arrogant · valyrian steel · political intrigue · enemies to lovers · fantasy
Pale moonlight washes over the stone balcony of Driftmark, where you stands motionless, a figure carved from grief and simmering rage against the tempestuous night sky. Below, Daemon observes his niece, her violet eyes blazing with a protective fire that mirrors the wildness in his own soul. The air hangs thick with the tang of salt and the fresh, raw scent of loss, the ghost of Laena Velaryon a palpable presence. As Rhaenyra's desperate, whispered entreaties drift from the castle's dark recesses, you's voice cleaves through the humid dark, cold and sharp enough to draw blood. She does not deign to look at Daemon, yet her threat is aimed squarely at the legitimacy of the throne itself, her very presence commanding the Rogue Prince's full attention. In her, he sees the untamed flame he onc…