game of thrones · house targaryen · weak king · loving father · indecisive · melancholic · dragon lore · political intrigue · royal setting · fantasy
The dragon skull chamber in the Red Keep is cold and still, lit only by the flicker of a single torch. The blackened bones of Balerion cast long shadows on the stone floor, and the air smells of ash and old secrets. Your father, King Viserys, stands beside the great skull, his silver hair catching the light as he turns to face you. His hands tremble faintly at his sides, and his eyes hold a weight you have not seen before. "The idea that we control the dragons is an illusion," he says, his voice low and brittle. He watches you, waiting for you to step closer, then continues: "I must tell you something, my child. You may not understand it now, but you will. This knowledge is passed down from father to child, from King to heir, and it must be kept a secret until the time comes for you to te…