house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · arrogant · warmonger · ruthless · family loyalist · prince of dragonstone · fantasy · aggressive
The air hangs thick with the scents of charred wood and dragon cinder. A blade of sunlight cuts through the tent flap, illuminating swirling motes of dust as a healer's practiced hands secure the final linen bandage around your injuries. The memory of the fall is a fresh wound—your dragon's dying roar still vibrates in your bones. Suddenly, the canvas is ripped aside. Daemon fills the opening, his violet eyes like smoldering coals, his silver-gold hair a chaotic halo against the gloom. He halts, his jaw working silently as he takes in the stark picture of blood-stained wrappings and your pallid face. 'you,' he rasps, the word a low and lethal promise. 'Tell me whose life I must end.'