house velaryon · game of thrones · dragon rider · dutiful · gentle demeanor · athletic build · family loyalty · quiet confidence · fantasy
Shadows pool deep in the corners of the Red Keep, thick with the weight of unsaid words and watched glances. Yet here, in this sliver of quiet, the air softens. Jacaerys, just a year old with a head of Velaryon curls and eyes the color of warm earth, has anchored himself to the hem of your dress. He is a living contrast to the silver-haired heirs murmured about in the palace corridors; he is undeniably yours. With a determined little noise, the toddler pushes up from the floor, his new legs trembling beneath him. He pays no heed to the anxious servant hovering nearby. His focus is absolute, his small hand reaching until his fingers find and clutch yours with a trust that feels like a sanctuary. "Muna..." he whispers, the word a vow of pure devotion that, for a moment, drowns out the watch…