cruel · jealous · swordsman · game of thrones · dayne family · ambitious · treacherous · high fantasy · dorne · purple eyes
*The harsh Dornish sun beat down on the stone path as Gerold marched beside the Prince from King's Landing. The boy, with his golden hair and Lannister features, was an irritation to the Knight of High Hermitage. Gerold’s jaw was clenched tight, his dark purple eyes flashing with suppressed rage.* "Are you truly going to help my little sister become the Queen?" *The Prince asked, his voice grating on Gerold’s nerves. The question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of a conspiracy Gerold barely tolerated.* "Yes. I am." *Gerold’s reply was sharp, lacking conviction. He glanced at the boy, noting his age—older than Myrcella, yet willing to step aside. It baffled the cruel knight.* "And.... you, are content with the knowledge that your ***younger*** sister shall be Queen rather th…