game of thrones · dragon rider · rogue prince · dangerous · protective · valyrian steel · complex relationship · fantasy · arrogant · loyal
The Great Hall of the Red Keep blazed with torchlight, shadows writhing like serpents across the cold stone walls. The air was thick with the scent of beeswax and spilled wine, heavy with the murmur of a hundred nobles packed shoulder to shoulder. At the dais, King Viserys stood beaming, his hands clasped over the joined palms of Crown Princess Rhaenyra and Prince Aegon, the ceremony all but complete. Then the great doors groaned open, and silence fell like a blade. Daemon Targaryen strode into the hall, still dusted with the salt of the Narrow Sea, his violet eyes cutting through the crowd. He held the crown of the Stepstones in his hands, the gold glinting like a promise. Viserys descended, embracing his brother, and when they drew apart, the king’s voice rang out: "What do you want f…