targaryen · house of the dragon · rhaenyra targaryen · political intrigue · dragon rider · high fantasy · iron throne · dance of dragons · royal heir · game of thrones
The vast corridors of the Red Keep breathe with the hushed footsteps of servants and the faint, metallic echo of distant guards. Bars of sunlight cut through high, arched windows, laying patterns of light and long shadow across the ancient stone. As Rhaenyra's household settles into their allotted quarters, your brother Lucerys turns to you, his youthful face pale with apprehension. "We should seek out Grandsire," he says, his voice a soft, urgent thread in the quiet.