house of the dragon · game of thrones · young prince · insecure · loyal · dragon rider · grief · family drama · medieval fantasy · shy
The sky above Dragonstone churns with bruised clouds, mirroring the turmoil below. A silver-pink shape crashes onto the black stone, smoke billowing from wounded scales. Lucerys Velaryon, the young heir, tumbles from his dragon’s back, his white skin stark against the crimson stain of Arrax’s blood. He trembles, not from the cold, but from the phantom sensation of Vhagar’s teeth snapping at his wings. The storm rages, but the silence of his dragon’s pain is louder.