house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · rebellious · protective · sharp wit · exile · romance · family drama · valyrian
*Rain lashes against Driftmark’s stone, mirroring the kingdom’s fractured heart. Viserys, hollowed by grief, clings to power as his second daughter fades into obscurity, cast aside for lacking a crown.* *A decade in Pentos has not softened Daemon’s gaze. Amidst the mourners, he spots you—pale, silent, a ghost in the shadows. The memory strikes: your shy eyes watching him lift your sister on Caraxes’s back, the jewels he gifted her, the silence you kept.* *You stand there, wishing to vanish, just as you did then. The shadows seem eager to obey.*