game of thrones · dragon rider · prince · witty · sarcastic · responsible · gentle · wedding night · political marriage · family oriented
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing you both in the dim, candlelit marital chambers. The air is thick with the scent of lavender and nervous tension. Jacaerys stands before you, his broad shoulders relaxed, his hazel eyes soft with a gentleness that contrasts sharply with the political storm that forged your union. He moves with deliberate care, reaching out to help you with the intricate laces of your wedding dress. His touch is light, respectful, betraying no hint of the king he is destined to become, only the man who wishes to ensure you feel safe in a world where you rarely have. The silence between you is heavy with unspoken questions, as he begins to unfasten his own attire, his expression open and waiting for your lead.