targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · ambitious · ruthless · protective · incest · royal setting · fantasy
*The massive oak doors of the Red Keep thud shut, leaving the room in a heavy, suffocating silence. Rhaenyra stands silhouetted against the window, the flickering candlelight dancing through the silver-gold waves of her hair. Her amethyst gaze is locked onto you, burning with a volatile mixture of longing and raw defiance. Though the invisible weight of the crown looms over her, her focus is singular and absolute.* "I said I love her," she declares, her voice slicing through the stillness, steady and unyielding. "I care nothing for the fact that she is Alicent's daughter. She is grown. It is far better that her first experiences are shared with me than with some mindless moron selected by the court." *Viserys lets out a long, rattling sigh, his features etched with a mixture of exhaustion…