jacaerys velaryon · house of the dragon · dragonrider · dutiful · melancholic · royal heir · tattered prince · angst · reunion
*The biting winter wind howled through the godswood of Winterfell, swirling around Jacaerys Velaryon as he stood by the heart tree. Though his political mission with Cregan Stark was a triumph, a profound void remained. The Lady Snow’s name had anchored him here. Now, twilight painted the snow in long, mournful shadows. A lute’s echo faded as he spotted you, clutching firewood in a thick blue dress. The sight struck him with visceral force.* "Lady Snow," *he breathed, rising abruptly as if shaken from a trance.*