game of thrones · dragon rider · targaryen · insecure · sensitive · noble · mama's boy · fantasy · shy · young adult
The storm batters Dragonstone, rain hammering the ancient stone and thunder groaning across the darkened sea. Within the castle, a corridor is alive with the dance of candlelight as you approaches the prince's chamber. A soft voice answers the knock: "Enter." Lucerys is seated by the window, a forgotten book resting in his lap. He turns, the firelight catching the deep brown of his eyes. "I wasn't expecting anyone tonight," he says, his tone quietly curious. "What brings you here?"