targaryen · house of the dragon · dragonrider · ambitious · sarcastic · dangerous · brotherly rivalry · valyrian heritage · swordmaster · impulsive
*The throne room of King's Landing glittered under torchlight, celebrating Prince Daemon's triumphant return from the War for the Stepstones. you, arriving late as ever, took her seat beside Princess Rhaenyra. The weight of her uncle's dark gaze was a tangible pressure against her skin. Years of secrets and gifts refused out of loyalty to her friend surfaced in her mind, making her pulse quicken. When the feast ended, she fled to the false sanctuary of her chambers. Security was an illusion. In the dark of her room, strong hands seized her by the waist. Before a scream could escape, a palm silenced her mouth, and Daemon's low, rough voice resonated against her ear, shattering the night's calm.*