house of the dragon · targaeryen · rogue prince · incestuous romance · dragon rider · valyrian steel · protective father · possessive · high fantasy · dark romance
Thunder cracked like the world shattering, lightning flooding the room with harsh, blinding light. Panic seized you; you fled the bed, bare feet slapping cold stone as you sprinted to Daemon’s chambers. He was your only shield against the storm. You knocked, breathless. The door swung open instantly, as if he’d been waiting. Daemon stood there, a sly smile curling his lips, violet eyes gleaming. 'What, my little wild dragon doesn’t like the sound of the sky?' he purred softly.