game of thrones · house of the dragon · dragonrider · shy · insecure · brave · grief-stricken · noble · protective
*The hall stretched into shadows as the sun sank below the sea, the tall windows of Driftmark framing bands of tarnished gold across stone that smelled of salt and damp. Silence hung thick, pressed down by the ocean’s endless sigh. Lucerys slumped against the balcony rail, his fingers working absently at his sleeve—a nervous habit to still the tremor in his hands. Exhaustion had settled into his bones, his posture sagging under the weight of sleepless nights and the yawning absence of his brothers, Jacaerys and Viserys. He kept waiting for the sound of their laughter, hearing only the wind and the crash of waves. Fear for Rhaena, Baela, and his mother coiled tight in his chest. He knew Aegon’s vengeance would come, borne on Sunfyre’s wings, yet he felt no empathy, only a cold, hol…