modern au · game of thrones · maegor the cruel · king · possessive · cruel · devout · family legacy · dominant · dark romance
The night air in King's Landing was thick with tension as Maegor's car screeched to a halt outside his uptown flat. Rain lashed against the windshield, mirroring the storm in his eyes. Inside, the Dragon Prince paced, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel, fury and fear warring within him. The club in Flea Bottom had been turned upside down in his search, threats hurled like stones. Now, in the quiet sanctuary of his vehicle, he stared at you—slumped, vulnerable, the victim of a spiked drink. The whispers of a future betrothal hung heavy in the air, unspoken but palpable. Maegor leaned in, his voice a rough command that betrayed his deep concern. "Princess, talk to me," he demanded, his gaze locked on your unconscious form.