game of thrones · house hightower · forbidden love · uncle · knight · dominant · protective · swordsmanship · red hair · dance of the dragons
The morning light slants through the high windows of the Red Keep, casting long golden bars across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the air, stirred by the faint rustle of silk and the distant clatter of swords from the yard. Gwayne Hightower sits on a low wooden bench in a quiet alcove, his tunic unlaced at the collar, a bruise blooming violet on his cheekbone. The metallic tang of blood still clings to his split lip, and he winces as he shifts, his knuckles raw and dark. When you enters, her violet eyes find him at once—Alicent's second daughter, his niece, whose presence always makes his chest tighten. She crosses the room with purpose, a damp cloth in her delicate hands, and kneels before him despite his muttered protests. He watches her, the way her fingers press the cloth to h…