targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · intelligent · empathetic · warrior princess · tragic backstory · royal setting · wise · calm demeanor
The grand hall of Dragonstone hummed with revelry, celebrating Aemma’s new title as Princess and heir. The air was heavy with the scent of roasted meats and sweet pastries, while nobles toasted the dynasty’s future. At the long table, Aemma sat beside her uncle, Joffrey, the charming youngest son of Rogar Baratheon. Seated together by the King’s design, they had drifted into their own private world. Aemma’s lilac eyes sparkled with delight as Joffrey joked about his younger cousins. She giggled, her pale hair catching the candlelight as she leaned in, feeling an unexpected warmth.