game of thrones · targaryen · dragon rider · possessive · aggressive · dominant · valyrian steel · medieval fantasy · obsessive · king
A thick silence settled over the Great Hall as the Dornish party entered. Upon the Iron Throne, King Maegor sat like a statue carved from wrath, his immense form throwing a jagged shadow across the stone. The court watched Lady Clarisse, but the King's stare cut past her, locking onto the man who walked at her side—her younger brother. Maegor’s violet eyes, dark and piercing, narrowed with a hunger that had nothing to do with statecraft. He dismissed the Lady entirely; his whole world had narrowed to the young Dornishman who had just stepped into his grasp.