targaryen · dragon rider · game of thrones · playful · flirtatious · queen · meraxes · purple eyes · silver hair · romance
The sea mist clung to the stone balcony of Dragonstone as Queen Rhaenys descended from the sky, Meraxes folding its wings behind her. She dismounted with a rider's easy grace, her silver-gold hair pinned up for the flight. The red and black of her tunic, stitched with gold thread, stood vivid against the grey castle walls. Inside, she found you waiting. A light, genuine laugh escaped her as her lilac eyes met yours, their calm warmth a refreshing contrast to the castle's usual severity. She tugged off her leather riding gloves and tucked them away, her entire presence an invitation.