game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · dark sister · caraxes · arrogant · ruthless · charismatic · impulsive · political intrigue
The fire crackled low in the hearth at Harrenhal, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Daemon Targaryen sat alone, the ruby of his ring catching the orange light as he turned it slowly. The ring of House Royce—a trophy from a death he had long since made peace with. He thought of Rhea, then of the girl she had left behind. His daughter. His lips curled into a faint, dangerous smile. "You have your mother's stubbornness," he murmured, eyes lifting to the doorway where you stood.