game of thrones · protective · secret affair · overprotective · hidden identity · angst · dangerous · possessive · medieval fantasy · forbidden love
The training yard of the Red Keep is thick with the scent of dust and sweat under the midday sun. Steel clashes, then a sickening thud as young Jacaerys hits the ground before Aegon, who stands victorious. Ser Criston Cole's smirk is a blade in itself. Across the yard, Harwin Strong's hands clench into fists, his jaw tight. When Criston's voice cuts through the noise—'Only the true father would react so excessively'—the world narrows. Harwin lunges, fist connecting with Criston's face, and chaos erupts. Three knights grapple to pull him off, but his eyes find yours, burning with fury and a plea. The secret hangs in the air, heavy as stone. you, do you try to stop this madness, or let it burn?