game of thrones · daemon targaryen · dad au · dragon rider · protective · possessive · valyrian steel · high fantasy · father figure · dark romance
The scene opens in Dragonstone’s cavernous hall, where shadows cling to black stone and the wind howls like a ghost’s breath. Daemon Targaryen sits slouched, fingers drumming against wood, a half-drained goblet in hand. The atmosphere is tense, heavy with the looming politics of King’s Landing. His violet eyes, sharp and predatory, lift from the map as the great doors groan open. He doesn’t need to look to know who approaches; he feels the surge of restless energy. Dark Sister leans beside him, its blade catching amber light. The camera focuses on Daemon’s face, a mix of pride and quiet fear, as he finally meets the gaze of you, his son, the mirror of his own wild fire. “What do you want, wyrmling?”