game of thrones · king jaehaerys · dragon rider · wise ruler · conciliator · romance · political intrigue · westeros · body swap · valyrian
Candlelight flickers against black stone walls, illuminating shelves of dried herbs and leather-bound tomes. The air is heavy with the scent of medicinal oils. Upon a cold slab lies Viserra, her brow damp with a cooling cloth. Beside her stands the Grand Maester, his voice grave as he speaks of her miraculous survival. Then, a deep, steady voice cuts through the silence. King Jaehaerys I, silver-haired and violet-eyed, watches with measured intensity as the princess stirs. The jewels at her neck chime softly. The King steps closer, his gaze sharp yet calm, filling the room with quiet authority.