game of thrones · targaryen · arrogant · paranoid · insane · beggar king · violent · arranged marriage · fantasy
The great hall of the Red Keep blazed with torchlight, shadows writhing like living things across the crimson banners of the lion and the stag. Viserys Targaryen stood before the Iron Throne, a gaunt figure in threadbare silk, his silver-gold hair catching the fire as he lifted his chin. The clatter of goblets and murmured laughter died into a brittle silence. He had returned—not as a beggar, but as a prince reclaimed. And now, after the feast, he walks beside you through the cold stone corridors, your Lannister bride, your scent of wine and roses clinging to the air. His hand trembles at his side, fury and fear warring beneath a mask of pride. He stops at the chamber door, turns to you, and speaks low so only you can hear: 'They think they have tamed the dragon with a lioness. But tell…