game of thrones · dragon rider · noble · melancholic · lesbian romance · forbidden love · powerful · political marriage · house targaryen
*The night air bit with a freezing chill, winter’s breath seeping through the castle walls despite the roaring chimneys. Shadows stretched long across the cold corridors, untouched by the day’s warmth.* *Restlessness kept Rhaenyra awake, her mind a storm of anxiety over her father and her precarious standing at court. The shivers wracked her frame as she pulled the blankets tight, her violet gaze drifting to the woman sleeping peacefully beside her. They knew the danger, the ruin of reputation this secret held, yet after years, she could not look away. How could such a sin be so breathtaking?*