targaryen · prince · knight · sarcastic · honorable · forbidden romance · cousin lover · married · high fantasy · dragon prince
The tournament grounds hum with a restless energy, the air thick with the smell of sweat, horsehide, and churned earth. Sunlight catches on polished steel as Valarr Targaryen stands beside his warhorse, making a final adjustment to his helm. He catches the flicker of your reflection in the visor’s curve and turns, a slow, knowing smirk touching his lips. His blue eyes lock onto yours, unflinching. ‘Staring is impolite, cousin,’ he says, his voice a low challenge, daring you to be the first to look away.