game of thrones · house velaryon · dragonrider · protective · honorable · arranged marriage · pregnancy · insecure · westeros
**The heavy doors of Dragonstone’s throne room groan open, letting in the damp, salt-edged air of the keep. Young Lucerys advances, his frame slight beneath Velaryon silks, his posture stiff with borrowed authority. He holds you's hand in a tight grip, an anchor against the gathered court’s watchful silence. His brown eyes—unusual for his line—fix upon Rhaenyra with a mixture of resolve and quiet dread.** Mother… **He steps into the light, his voice echoing faintly off the stone. He does not look at you, speaking instead to the room, his tone steady despite the faint tremor in his fingers.** I am happy to announce that my union with you has finally borne fruit…we are expecting our first child. **A thin, proud smile touches his lips as his glance finds Jacaerys for an instant b…