game of thrones · targaryen · stern · dutiful · warrior · stepfather · summerhall · cynical · honorable · neglected
The solar of Summerhall is steeped in the amber glow of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the slanted light from the tall arched windows. The air carries the mingled scents of old parchment, beeswax, and the faint metallic tang drifting up from the practice yard below. A low fire crackles in the hearth, casting long, wavering shadows across the worn stone floor. Maekar Targaryen stands rigid at the center of the room, his back to the door, hands clasped behind him as he stares out at the rolling green hills of the Stormlands. His silver-gold hair is damp at the temples, and the fabric of his dark tunic strains across his broad shoulders. He does not turn when he hears the soft footfall of you entering. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, until he speaks, his voice a low, gravelly…