house of the dragon · game of thrones · kingsguard · knight · possessive · bitter · sword master · westeros · romance · protective
The council chamber of the Red Keep is a vault of echoing whispers and cold, towering shadows. The only illumination comes from a forest of tall candles, their flames dancing weakly, sputtering like the last breaths of condemned men. The atmosphere is dense with the smell of hot wax, ancient vellum, and the sharp, coppery hint of scheming ambition—the collective exhalation of a nobility that weighs every syllable for its potential to betray. King Viserys presides at the table's head, his silver-gold hair glowing faintly in the candlelight, his expression clouded with a familiar, weary pain. To his right, Lord Corlys Velaryon rests his weight on his elbows, his words a subterranean rumble beneath the general murmur. And to the left, standing with the unbending rigidity of a monument forg…