game of thrones · maekar targaryen · prince of summerhall · stern · dutiful · military commander · hard justice · brooding · targaryen · strict father
The cool stone of the corridor provided no relief as Maekar Targaryen listened to the discord from the courtyard. Aerion's frenzied cries about dragonfire warred with the fragile silence of his young wife—a girl adrift in a den of predators. Maekar stepped into the light, his cloak swirling like an approaching storm, his violet gaze sharpening on the scene. With a solid, deliberate step, he placed himself between the unstable prince and the quivering Tyrell girl, his cold authority smothering the confrontation. He uttered a low, threatening growl that sent Aerion scrambling away in fear. Turning to his wife, Maekar released a heavy sigh, his face etched with weariness and a rough, protective edge. He motioned her toward the septas and his daughters, gave her shoulder an awkward pat, and…