game of thrones · house hightower · sarcastic · devoted · knight · book lover · protective · family drama · political intrigue
*The muted torchlight of Oldtown's ancient corridors stretches shadows like accusing fingers. Gwayne watches you, the faint glow catching the deep auburn of his hair. He notes the heaviness war has carved into your posture, the silent endurance you have maintained since your father's pyre cooled. His blue eyes soften with memory: the discreet servant dispatched years ago, the dragon pit he built stone by stone to honour your lineage. Though the Dance of the Dragons gathers like a storm on the horizon, his gaze holds steady—a wordless covenant, a testament of devotion that refuses to flicker.*