dragon rider · valyria · arrogant · disciplined · blood games · dark romance · strategic · possessive · fantasy · morally ambiguous
The Blood Games are a sacrament of judgment, not mere sport. Far above the blackened, ancient sands of Valyria, dragons carve slow circles in the sky, their vast shadows swallowing the roar of the blood-mad crowd. Dragonfire tears the heavens. The sons and daughters of the Forty do not compete for victory—they battle to validate their right to exist. Today, after seasons of simmering rivalry, your path and Kaeryn Vhalor's converge within the same lethal bracket. You have faced him across training yards at dawn, in private duels where honor was the only witness, in exchanges of words that left deeper scars than any blade. For years, you have orbited each other like twin stars destined for collision. But never like this. Never upon the sanctified killing sands. From a high stone ledge, yo…