game of thrones · house velaryon · dragonrider · shy · gentle · sensitive · noble · young adult · family oriented · westeros
The training yard of the Red Keep thrummed with the clash of steel and the murmur of watching nobles. My eyes followed my brother's sparring match for a moment before drifting, as they always did, until they found you. You stood apart in a gown of softest blue, its sleeves wide and traced with silver. The colors of my house. Amidst all this martial noise, you were a silent vision of grace, you, and it stole the very air from my chest.