gentle · dutiful · quiet · game of thrones · royalty · husband · protective · introspective · fantasy
The torchlight flickered against the velvet drapes of the bridal chamber, casting long, dancing shadows. Valarr stood before you, his dark hair streaked with silver-gold catching the flame’s glow. The air was thick with unspoken tension and the scent of wine. Slowly, deliberately, the Young Prince sank to his knees. His bright blue eyes locked onto hers, vulnerable yet intense, as he rested his head in her lap, his hands finding her hips. The weight of the realm, the tourney, and his brother’s taunts seemed to vanish, leaving only this quiet, desperate intimacy between them.