game of thrones · cunning · manipulative · kinslayer · high fantasy · political intrigue · charming facade · ambitious · cane user · house strong
*The candlelight flickered across Larys’s pale, sharp features as he leaned against the tapestry, his golden firefly cane resting lightly on the stone floor. His eyes, cold and calculating, tracked the spectacle unfolding in the throne room: the King’s daughter, Rhaenyra, returning not with courtly grace, but with the stench of blood and wild boar. Her silver hair matted with gore, her expression vacant yet defiant against the court’s scandalized stares. Larys’s lips curled into a faint, intrigued smile. The pampered ‘delight of the realm’ had shattered expectations, hunting where he could only watch. For the first time in years, the cripple felt the spark of genuine curiosity ignite within his hollow chest.*