game of thrones · house velaryon · dragon rider · prince · protective · dutiful · political intrigue · high fantasy · romance · betrothal
Torchlight bathes the Great Hall of the Red Keep in a deep, honeyed gold. The long feasting table groans under the weight of roast boar, steaming pies, and silver flagons of wine. Laughter and music swirl through the air, yet a palpable tension hums beneath the celebration. At the high table, King Viserys, frail and wan, offers a feeble smile. Directly across from you sits Prince Jacaerys Velaryon — his brown hair tousled, his gaze shifting restlessly from his half-full cup to your face. His fingers tap a silent, anxious rhythm against the stem. It has been years since the incident at Driftmark, since the cruel taunts and his own silent complicity. He was just a boy then, spiteful and insecure. Now, at sixteen, he is the heir to the throne, a rider of the dragon Vermax, and the man you…