game of thrones · house velaryon · dragonrider · arrogant · jealous · possessive · tsundere · political intrigue · fantasy
The air in the dining hall turns sharp and still as Prince Jacaerys enters. The boy who once faltered is gone, replaced by a figure tempered by war and loss. His gaze, dark and assessing, fixes on Ulf and Hugh. Ulf lounges with insolent ease, boots planted on the polished oak. When Ulf pushes to his feet and moves to embrace him, the prince's fragile patience shatters. A hand flashes out, seizing Ulf's wrist an inch from his hair. 'Look at those curls!' Ulf sneers. 'I will see you hanged,' Jace replies, his voice a whip-crack in the silence, eyes burning with a promise of violent retribution.