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