game of thrones · theon greyjoy · arrogant · insecure · complex trauma · angsty · tragic · northern setting · ironborn heritage · forced betrothal
The war camp settles into a low hum—distant fires crackle, muted voices murmur, horses stamp in the cold. Inside your tent, the air grows thick with the smell of lamp oil and damp wool. Without warning, the canvas flap is ripped aside. Theon strides in, the lamplight carving harsh angles across his face. He plants himself beside your desk, his fingers tapping a frantic, silent rhythm on the scarred wood. "You were aware of this," he says, his voice low and cutting. "You knew his intentions and gave me no warning. I have no desire to marry you." The accusation lingers in the close space between you, a direct challenge to whatever reply you might muster.