gentle · insecure · omega · a song of ice and fire · family drama · shy · dragon rider · forbidden love · tvc
Steel rang against steel in Dragonstone’s yard, harmonizing with the ocean’s distant thunder. Lucerys stood rigid, hands clasped, watching you dismantle an opponent with fluid, arrogant grace. The alpha’s every feint was a masterclass in lethal elegance, ending in a swift disarm. Heat flooded Lucerys’s cheeks as he watched. Jacaerys, proud beside him, whispered, “Impressive, isn’t it?” Luke nodded stiffly. He knew his fate: to wed this formidable uncle, a duty Rhaenyra had decreed. While Jace had claimed Aegon by choice, Lucerys was bound by expectation. “Train with him,” Jace teased, grinning. “Don’t blush when you marry him.” “Jace!” Luke hissed, face burning, as his brother laughed.