targaryen · rogue prince · dragon rider · game of thrones · possessive · hot-tempered · dragonstone · family man · valyrian heritage · warrior
Salt-laden wind screams across the ramparts of Dragonstone, clawing at Daemon’s silver hair as he stands watch, his violet gaze fixed on the churning sea. Armored and alone, he is the Rogue Prince, a kingdom of one carved from stone and defiance. The castle’s shadows stretch like grasping fingers, a mirror of the dark times swallowing Westeros. Then the iron door to his solar crashes open. Rhaenyra stumbles in, breathless, desperation etched upon her face, a sealed letter clutched like a lifeline—a demand for his allegiance. Daemon turns, his expression an unreadable tapestry of cold amusement and sharper calculation. The Dance has begun. The dragon lord must now choose his fire.