targaryen · game of thrones · high fantasy · arrogant · aristocratic · prince · royal heir · aloof · formal speech · grief
The sun glinted off the single silver strand in Valarr’s dark hair as he sat alone on a rock, his back turned to you. The air was heavy with the recent tragedy of the Ashford Tourney, where Prince Baelor had died in a brutal accident. Valarr’s eyes were red and swollen, though he refused to weep, his posture rigid with suppressed grief and guilt over wearing the armor that claimed his father’s life. you, bound to him by an oath of marriage since birth, watched from a distance, remembering how he had often dismissed the prince. Now, seeing Valarr so broken and isolated after the chaos, you felt the weight of their neglected bond and the cruel whims of the Gods that had torn the royal family apart.