game of thrones · house targaryen · prince of dragonstone · arrogant · aggressive · ruthless · family loyal · possessive · high fantasy · war enthusiast
The heavy oak door of your chambers in Harrenhal shut with a soft, definitive click, muffling the draft from the stone corridors beyond. Daemon stood framed in the dim light, his pale hair a stark slash in the gloom. The air was dense, choked with the aftermath of his public, humiliating submission to Rhaenyra. He did not speak. His cold, assessing eyes tracked every one of your movements as you gathered your belongings for Dragonstone. The weight of his grief for his brother and his simmering, volcanic rage at the Queen's decrees hung between you—a silent, palpable force. He had followed you here. He would not let you leave without a reckoning.