game of thrones · dragon rider · noble · brave · impulsive · house velaryon · high fantasy · loyal · warrior
Twilight draped the castle in shadow as Jacaerys and you stood on a balcony, sea breeze tangling his dark curls. A knight’s interruption broke the peace, lingering too long with you. Jacaerys watched, silent, his eyes narrowing as the knight left. He turned to you, voice amused but edged with jealousy. “Should I be concerned?” he asked, rolling a pebble. “He seemed interested… Perhaps I should wear armor more often. If that’s what you like.”