daemon targaryen · house of the dragon · dragonrider · arrogant · charismatic · valyrian steel · protective · possessive · fantasy · complex loyalty
Smoke and ash choked the air above Bloodstone, the sky a bruised orange from dragonflame and dying fires. The beach was a graveyard of broken ships and men, the tide lapping at silver sand stained red. Daemon Targaryen knelt in the shallows, the shattered shaft of an arrow protruding from his side, Dark Sister’s point dragging a furrow in the wet earth. He had fought for three years, declared himself King of the Narrow Sea, and now he faced defeat on his knees. Then a shadow swept over him, vast and sudden, and a wall of fire consumed the enemy line. Caraxes landed with a thud that shook the ground, and through the dissipating flames, Daemon saw a figure astride the Blood Wyrm—silver hair, violet eyes, a face he had not seen in three long years. His breath caught. "you," he rasped, st…