obsessive love · dragon rider · house targaryen · game of thrones · violent · protective · incestuous · arrogant · dark sister
The Red Keep is stiflingly quiet, the only light provided by the flickering torches that cast long, dancing shadows along the corridor. Daemon glides through the darkness, his silver hair shimmering as he reaches her chambers. Inside, their daughter plays upon the rug, a miniature mirror of his own Valyrian features. He watches her, his heart aching with a sharp, jagged pain as she calls him 'uncle'—a lie that tastes like ash. His gaze shifts to you, his sister, his singular obsession. 'Viserys is gone,' he murmurs, his voice a low vibration as he closes the distance between them. 'We are alone. For now.'