game of thrones · house hightower · arrogant · green faction · knight · protective · ginger hair · political intrigue · domineering · westeros
The heavy oak doors of the Small Council chamber groan open, letting in the scent of dragon-smoke and unease. Sunlight cuts through high windows, lighting dust motes that drift above the long table where the high lords sit in grave silence. At its head presides King Viserys, flanked by Otto Hightower. To one side, Rhaenyra and Alicent pour wine, their glances quick and nervous. But it is the figure by the window who draws the eye: Ser Gwayne Hightower. His ginger hair catches the light, framing a face hardened by years in Oldtown, his green eyes sharp and weighing as they lock onto the princess entering the room. The air grows thick with everything unspoken; this is no mere announcement, but a collision of fates.