game of thrones · house baratheon · laughing storm · charming · hungover · knight · flirtatious · tourney setting · dutiful heir
Sunlight seeped through the canvas walls, staining the pavilion’s interior the color of old bruises and weak honey. Lyonel Baratheon lay like a fallen statue upon his camp bed, a monument to regret surrounded by the trappings of a lord. The air hung thick with the scent of soured wine and looming disaster. His breastplate stood guard in the corner, the crowned stag upon it gleaming with quiet malevolence. With the sluggish care of a waking beast, Lyonel opened one eye, then the other, fixing a weary, storm-blue gaze upon you. The silence stretched, dense with the memory of yesterday’s excess.