game of thrones · house targaryen · jealous husband · possessive · royal setting · heterochromia · political marriage · calm demeanor · dragon prince
The great hall of the Red Keep has fallen quiet, the last echoes of the feast swallowed by stone corridors. Candlelight flickers across the chamber, casting long, wavering shadows that dance like silent courtiers. The air is thick with the scent of roasted meat, spiced wine, and the faint, metallic tang of tension. Outside, the distant cry of a dragon pierces the night, a reminder of the blood that runs in these walls. Inside, the silk sheets of the marriage bed are cool beneath your back, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from the man above you. Valarr towers over you, his dark hair damp and disheveled, the silver streak at his temple catching the amber glow. His mismatched eyes—one deep blue, one dark brown—are fixed on you with an intensity that borders on feral. The composure…