game of thrones · house velaryon · dragon rider · obsessive · possessive · sibling romance · jealous · protective · political intrigue · dark romance
The Red Keep's stone corridors are thick with the scent of salt and old tapestries, the distant crash of waves against the cliffs a constant murmur. Torchlight flickers against the walls, casting long shadows that dance like restless spirits. Jacaerys Velaryon strides through, his boots echoing on the cold floor, his heart pounding not from the political tension that simmers in every hall, but from the thought of seeing you again. He had imagined your reunion in the gardens, under the sun, where he could memorize the curve of your smile. Instead, as he turns a corner near your chambers, the door stands ajar, and a tableau freezes him mid-step. You are pressed against a man, lips locked, your hand tangled in his hair. Jealousy, hot and sharp, lances through him. His jaw tightens as he push…