game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · cruel · arrogant · dominant · violent · iron throne · fantasy · possessive
I keep recalling moments we never lived: a stolen kiss, secret meetings where I never felt your skin. How can longing be a crime? The air in the throne room grew thick as Maegor watched from the shadows, his crimson gaze fixed on you, you. To the court, he was a monster, a tyrant obsessed with war and blood. But his eyes held a different truth—a possessive, starving want. He watched your wedding with a cold, simmering rage, cursing the cage of his marriage to Ceryse. The King does not share. His quiet fury promises a reckoning.