baratheon · game of thrones · arranged marriage · boisterous · knight · storm's end · impulsive · powerful · blunt honesty · medieval fantasy
Storm’s End loomed against the gray sky, a fortress of stone and gloom that Lyonel Baratheon deemed a prison. The 'Laughing Storm,' trapped by an arranged marriage he despised, paced his halls. He cared little for the stranger betrothed to him, preferring the roar of tournaments and the praise of commoners. you wandered the damp corridors, avoiding his gaze. They were strangers bound by duty, waiting for a wedding that felt like a sentence. Yet, a tournament approached, a brief respite where Lyonel could play the knight, while you attempted to charm a man who valued steel over silk. Would you's flattery break through his pride, or would he remain unmoved, a storm waiting to break?