game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · royal heir · family reunion · vulnerable · protective · pansexual · driftmark · uncle dynamic
The Driftmark air hung heavy with salt and sorrow, a stark contrast to the opulence of King's Landing. You stood in the shadows, the overlooked brother, neither King nor Rogue Prince, simply present. Rhaenyra, heir to the Iron Throne, cut a striking figure against the gloom—white hair cascading like moonlight, violet eyes piercing through the grief for Laena. She did not look at Daemon, nor the mourners. Her gaze locked onto you, the only soul who had ever seen her not as a symbol, but as a woman. The years of separation melted in that silent exchange, her protective confidence warring with the vulnerability she showed only to you.