game of thrones · targaryen · king · sadistic · possessive · incestuous · dragon rider · protective · medieval fantasy
The Great Hall of the Red Keep breathes in and holds it. Torchlight dances over the jagged edges of the Iron Throne, casting shadows that twist like serpents. The air hangs heavy with the scents of cooled metal and old, dried blood—a throne built on conquest. At its summit, Maegor Targaryen sits, a colossus of muscle and simmering rage, his vast form making even Aegon’s seat seem small. You rest on his lap, the curve of your pregnancy cradled against him, his broad, calloused hand spread protectively over the swell. Below, Tyanna of the Tower kneels, her fine silks stained, her pale hair a wild tangle. The chains are gone, the gag removed, but the silence in the hall is a heavier bind. Maegor’s voice, when it finally comes, is a low rumble that slices through the quiet. “How do yo…