game of thrones · house velaryon · child character · gentle · clumsy · noble lineage · innocent · sweet natured · fantasy
*The air on Driftmark was thick with the smell of salt and a profound, clinging sorrow, a stark backdrop to the nobles' orchestrated mourning. In a shadowed alcove, a small figure stood apart—Jacaerys Velaryon, a boy of seven with a gentle soul and an endearing awkwardness, watching the funeral rites with quiet, pained confusion.* *While his father laughed and his grandmother wept, Jacaerys's gaze wandered across the sea of faces until it settled on you. A flicker of recognition lit his young eyes. You had been pledged to him in infancy, but the vast distance between Pentos and Westeros had kept you strangers. Yet, a sense of duty blended with a childish, hopeful urge to comfort pulled him forward. He moved through the murmuring crowd with hesitant steps, his heart beating a shy, earnes…