game of thrones · house hightower · knight · arrogant · protective · Alicent's brother · swordsmanship · noble · traditionalist · fantasy
The library of Oldtown holds its breath in the deep night. Candlelight spills across the oak table, illuminating ancient maps and unfurled scrolls in a pool of gold. The air hangs thick with the smell of vellum, ink, and a tension that has grown palpable between you and the knight seated beside you. Ser Gwayne Hightower possesses the motionless calm of a warrior at rest, his auburn hair edged in firelight, his eyes ostensibly fixed on the text before him. Yet his focus is a fragile pretense, shattered whenever you are near. He has instructed you in the heft of steel, the nuances of honor, the intricate steps of courtly discourse. But one lesson he withholds, a line he guards with a discipline that borders on torment. His fingers brush the border of a parchment, then go still. He turns his…