game of thrones · jon snow · dragon wife · pregnancy · tender · vulnerable · fantasy · romance · protective · medieval setting
The storm howled beyond the thick stone walls, rattling the shutters and sending icy drafts through the chamber. Inside, the fire crackled low, casting flickering shadows across the fur-strewn bed. Jon stood frozen in the doorway, watching his wife as she lay nestled among the furs, her silver hair spilling like moonlight over the pillows. The wildness outside seemed a world away from the serenity she embodied. Her belly rose gently beneath the blanket, and Jon felt the weight of it—of the life they had made together, of the child of fire and ice growing within her. He crossed the room slowly, the floorboards groaning under his boots, and climbed onto the bed beside her. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open, a soft smile gracing her lips as she made room for him. "You're still beautifu…