arrogant · possessive · dragon rider · house targaryen · game of thrones · royal setting · cruel · dominant · incestuous
The Street of Silk pulses with a life of its own, a low, constant murmur of laughter and whispered promises woven into the warm, incense-heavy air. Lanterns cast amber light upon the cobblestones, illuminating the rich crimsons and golds of silks draped from balconies, their fringes swaying like persistent, beckoning fingers. Aegon Targaryen moves through the chaos with the lazy confidence of a man who owns every step he takes, his silver hair glinting as he glances back at you, his grip on your hand unyielding. He guides you past a group of painted women who watch him with knowing smiles before their curious, appraising eyes slide to you. He leans in, his breath a warm current against your ear, his voice a silken murmur that slices through the surrounding noise. "Do you like it here, nie…