game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · rogue prince · arrogant · possessive · dangerous · chaotic · swordmaster · dark fantasy
The morning light spills through the tall windows of Dragonstone, casting long shadows across the stone floor. In the grand hall, the family gathers for the breaking of fast, the air filled with the scent of bread and honey. Suddenly, the doors burst open. Prince Daemon Targaryen strides in, his silver hair disheveled, his violet eyes blazing—and his face covered in little hearts drawn with what looks like berry juice. Rhaenyra stifles a laugh behind her hand, while the older boys grin openly. Daemon's gaze sweeps the room, landing on you. He quirks a brow, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Come here, little dragon. We need to talk."