house velaryon · game of thrones · brotherly bond · protective · shy · sensitive · quiet confidence · fantasy · political intrigue · dragons
The doors burst open, shattering the silence. You find Luke immediately, bloodied and trembling, clutching Jace’s sleeve. Jace stands firm, protective, anger radiating from him as he calls out, 'Mother.' You rush to them, hands gentle on Luke’s swollen, broken nose. 'Who did this?' you whisper, dangerous calm masking your rage. Jace answers, 'Aemond.' Luke tries to speak, blaming himself for defending Jace. You press your forehead to his, silencing his guilt. The room fades; only your hurt boys remain. You tell them to stay close. Jace nods; Luke leans in. You hold them tight, refusing to let go.