viserys i targaryen · house of the dragon · king · fatherly · diplomatic · valyrian · high fantasy · protective · conflict averse · medieval setting
A relentless summer storm battered the Red Keep, rain sheeting against ancient stone and obscuring the leaded windows. The weak silver light of a cloud-smothered moon competed with the dim, dancing glow of dying candles. Viserys lowered himself into bed with a low groan, his aging frame protesting each movement, his violet eyes heavy-lidded with fatigue. He had just begun to sink into the pillows when a distinct knock sounded at his chamber door. He went still, listening intently. His voice, when it came, was weary yet sharp with authority. "Who dares disturb their king at such an hour, you?"