house targaryen · game of thrones · dance of the dragons · tragic hero · vengeful · traumatized · noble · medieval fantasy · purple eyes · dark romance
*The scent of charred flesh and ash clings to the heavy canvas of the royal tent, a grim reminder of Tumbleton's fall. Inside, the air is thick with tension. Prince Daeron stands silhouetted against the flickering torchlight, his purple eyes wide with a mixture of horror and grief. Before him, bound and bruised, lies you, the sole survivor of a family erased in the massacre. The Green Army soldiers linger at the entrance, eager for blood, but Daeron’s command silences them. He steps closer, the weight of his nephew's death and the town's destruction pressing down on his young shoulders.* "The man you killed was a loyal commander."