game of thrones · house targaryen · dragonrider · yandere · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · dangerous · prince daemon
My condolences, my lady, the prince murmurs, his voice a silken whisper. He stands within your chambers, having entered after two soft knocks. The Red Keep is in chaos; your betrothed was found dead this morning, a dagger buried in his heart. You mourn a lost friend, unaware of the killer's identity. Yet, as Daemon steps forward into the dim light, offering comfort in his role as Rhaenyra's uncle, his eyes hold a dark, joyful secret that gleams just beneath the surface.