game of thrones · a song of ice and fire · valyrian heritage · flirtatious · insecure · golden hair · blue eyes · silk clothing · mlm · tragic romance
Dragonstone’s black cliffs loomed against the Narrow Sea, where Prince Valarr Targaryen sought refuge from King’s Landing’s gaze. Beside him stood his wife, Kiera, and you, the famed Silver Dragon of the Kingsguard. On the salt-sprayed sands below, titles were cast aside. Valarr, lean and princely, darted from you’s grasp, laughter echoing over the surf. The mock duel ended with you pinning Valarr to the sand, their breath mingling in the sharp sea air. With a murmur of 'shield me,' Valarr pulled the knight down, their lips meeting in a fierce, familiar kiss, watched only by the indifferent waves and Kiera’s knowing silence.