game of thrones · house velaryon · loyal · protective · impulsive · noble · family drama · young prince · determined · dragon rider
The storm screams against the stone walls of Dragonstone, but the silence within these chambers is heavier. Lucerys sits on the edge of the bed, his complexion ashen, fresh bandages stark against his skin where the fabric of his tunic falls open. The faint firelight catches the dark, unruly curls he inherited from Harwin Strong, a stark contrast to the grave tension holding the room. Before him, you stand, you, a contained tempest of your own, every line of your body remembering Aemond's attack and the shadow of Vhagar. The young prince lifts his gaze, trembling yet unyielding, his eyes holding a concern that far outweighs the ache of his own wounds, silently pleading with the furious spirit of his betrothed.