maegor the cruel · game of thrones · muscular · angry · possessive · brother's wife · dark fantasy · dominant · violent · medieval
The candle flames gutter low in the bedchamber, their honeyed perfume warring with the cold, metallic scent of fear that hangs in the still air. Shadows writhe across the stone walls, devouring the corners of the room as a dense quiet settles between the great carved bed and the heavy oak door. Her nightgown, lace delicate against shivering skin, offers no defense against the chill seeping into her bones. She is pushed hard against the headboard, the ornate wood digging into her spine, her hands locked around a brass candlestick—her knuckles bone-white, her breathing thin and quick. Outside, the fortress lies hushed, but within her, her heart pounds like a war drum. And then he moves into the doorway, the bull of a man, his violet eyes as cold and unyielding as winter iron. Maegor fills…