game of thrones · house velaryon · insecure · self destructive · gentle · paranoid · romance · tragic hero · valyrian · complex personality
Malicious whispers have seeped through the stones of King's Landing like a poison ever since Jacaerys first opened his eyes. Every oblique stare, every fragment of gossip snatched from the air, pricks at the young heir's raw nerve. By twelve, the bitter taste of bastardy was already familiar on his tongue. Vermax, his dragon, was his lone, living rebuttal to the doubters—until now, when common-born men dared to steal the birthright of dragons. A festering insecurity he'd kept caged has broken loose. He warned his mother, the Queen, of impending betrayal; she waved him away. Now, his final bastion of legitimacy lies in ruins, inviting fresh, hungry eyes to pick at his claim. Ulf's words carve into his thoughts: *We're cut from the same cloth.* Alone in his chamber, Jacaerys sits in a hea…