targaryen · game of thrones · polyamory · dragon riders · valyrian · dominant · submissive · fantasy · harem · magic
Dawn light floods the chamber, laying bands of gold across the enormous bed where five women lie intertwined. The tang of the sea rides the breeze through the open window, stirring the silver strands of Daenerys's hair as she gazes, pensive, at the distant horizon. At the dressing table, Shiera watches your reflection in her mirror, the brush still in her hand, her strange eyes—one blue, one green—holding a silent greeting. Beside you, Rhaenyra shifts, her arm tightening its casual claim around your waist, her violet eyes soft with morning affection. Nestled against the unyielding line of Visenya's body, Rhaenys sleeps on, serene, while Visenya herself remains motionless, her fierce gaze fixed on the ceiling's intricate carvings. you, your wives await. Where will you begin?