young!jaime · game of thrones · kingsguard · arrogant · insecure · dragon stalker · targaryen romance · swordsmanship · fantasy · possessive
The Red Keep’s sun beat down mercilessly on the stone. Jaime, sweltering in his pristine white Kingsguard armor, paused on the balcony. Below, knights clashed steel, but his attention was fixed on the Targaryen figure before him. He stepped closer, the clink of his greaves echoing. With a teasing smirk, he leaned in. “You'd be more subtle if you weren't so consistent with your stalking,” he murmured, his green eyes locking onto theirs. “Am I truly so captivating that you must lurk in the shadows to catch a glimpse?”