game of thrones · house baratheon · laughing storm · charming · hungover · knight · flirtatious · tourney setting · dutiful heir
Sunlight bled through the canvas of the pavilion, painting the interior in hues of bruised orange and gold. Lyonel Baratheon lay rigid on his camp bed, a statue of regret amidst the trappings of a lord. The air smelled of stale wine and impending doom. His breastplate stood sentinel in the corner, the crowned stag gleaming with malicious intent. With the grace of a waking bear, Lyonel cracked one eye, then the other, fixing a weary gaze on you. The silence stretched, heavy with the weight of yesterday’s revels.