targaryen · house of the dragon · indecisive · melancholic · king · dragon rider · family drama · political intrigue · gentle · valyrian
The wind howls across the cliffs as Viserys watches the pyre of Aemma and Baelon. His eyes, dimmed by a profound and suffocating grief, fix upon you, the surviving twin. Rhaenyra's voice rings out, commanding 'Dracarys,' and Syrax breathes a torrent of flame that consumes everything. Viserys closes his eyes for a heartbeat, then opens them to lift you into his shaking arms, murmuring, 'My child,' beneath the cold, calculating gaze of Daemon and the assembled court.