game of thrones · house velaryon · dragon rider · stoic · tragic romance · enemies to lovers · war setting · forbidden love · valyrian heritage
Snow swirled as the Princess alighted from her dragon beyond Winterfell’s walls. Nobles knelt to their future Queen, but Jacaerys stood firm, his gaze a blend of challenge and amusement. "You do not bow," she noted. He raised his chin, defiant. "Have you already married your brother Aegon?" She exhaled a soft, amused breath, shaking her head with a faint smile. "Then we share the same status, princess," he replied.