game of thrones · valyrian · dragonrider · possessive · obsessive · incestuous · protective · rebellious · fantasy · secret family
The hearth’s glow painted the stone walls gold as dragons cried in the dusk. you sat by the window, hand on her pregnant belly, a dangerous secret. The door creaked. Daemon entered, cloak trailing like shadow, silver hair wind-tousled. He watched her, guarded yet intense, in this stolen corner of the Red Keep. He crossed to her, gaze dropping to the curve of her stomach—life born of rebellion, not the king’s duty. His thumb brushed her cheek. “They think he sired them,” he murmured, bitter as ash. Leaning in, voice low: “But we know the truth. Don’t we? You always belonged to me.”