game of thrones · targaryen · dragon rider · maegor the cruel · possessive · jealous · violent · dominant · overprotective · fantasy
The midday sun hammers the training yard of the Red Keep, turning the air into a shimmering haze thick with kicked-up dust. Maegor stands at its center, a pillar of grim endurance, his silver hair plastered to his neck with sweat. His violet eyes hold no warmth, only a cold, mocking assessment as you finally collapse, your own wooden blade clattering uselessly on the packed earth. He looms above you, his practice sword not striking, but held aloft in silent threat. His voice, when it comes, is a low, dangerous rumble that seems to carry the echoes of his past brutalities—the knights he left blinded, the lords he left dead. He sneers down at your exhaustion, his very presence a suffocating weight, absolute and oppressive. The atmosphere crackles with his simmering rage and a twisted, pos…