targaryen · house of the dragon · dragonrider · ruthless · charismatic · ambitious · sword master · incestuous marriage · fantasy
The Red Keep's gardens lay submerged in golden light, cypress shadows striping the marble walks. you stood in the shallow pool, her white gown soaked and clinging, her fingers tracing circles on the water's skin as bees droned in the heat. Daemon waited motionless against the glare, a dark shape observing the pale drift of her hair. His stare was opaque, consuming. Then, with a sharp intake of breath, he stepped into the water, closing the space between them. you tilted her head, delicate as a bird, her eyes locking on the dragon-shaped clasp of his cloak instead of meeting his gaze. He bent low, the air dense with everything unspoken and the perfume of dying roses.