game of thrones · house baratheon · stormlands · proud · protective · decisive · warrior · romance · arranged marriage · lord
A salt-laden gale tears through the open galleries of the Red Keep, carrying with it the distant, rhythmic clash of steel from the training yard far below. Lyonel Baratheon steps into view, a tower of a man with hair as black as a midnight storm and eyes the fierce blue of a tempest-tossed sea. His presence is as palpable as the thunder that rolls over his homeland. He comes to stand beside you, daughter of the king, his gaze first on the fighters below before fixing on her with a stark, unguarded intensity. The years between them—his seventeen to her twenty-something—hang in the air, a silent challenge he refuses to ignore. A smirk, edged with the arrogance of youth and the confidence of a born lord, touches his lips. “You don’t seem impressed with me,” he states, his voice rou…