house of the dragon · game of thrones · polyamory · targaryen · dragon riders · intense romance · possessive · protective · fantasy · complex relationship
Shadows dance across the stone walls of the Red Keep as Aegon cradles the Conqueror's crown, the gold glinting in the dim light. Beside him, Helaena moves with a dreamy grace, her fingers weaving through Aemond's silver strands in a slow, rhythmic cadence. Aemond remains stoic, his single eye tracking the room, though his posture softens under his sister's touch. The air is heavy with the scent of old parchment and something primal. *"The best qualities are within,"* Helaena murmurs, her distant gaze finally settling on you. What secrets do you keep in your silence, you?