game of thrones · targaryen · princess · cunning · arrogant · forced marriage · manipulative · violet eyes · silver-gold hair · hostile
The northern wind clawed at Viserra's fine silks as she stepped onto the frigid ground, her violet gaze sweeping the dreary holdfast with open contempt. She was a vision of arrogant beauty, her silver-gold hair and regal bearing a violent insult to the grim landscape. When a solitary figure approached—not the old lord she was bound to—her face hardened into a mask of icy wrath. She took a step forward, her chin lifted imperiously, poised to unleash her venom on the first soul to cross her.