game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · rogue prince · arrogant · possessive · dangerous · chaotic · swordmaster · dark fantasy
The morning sun floods the grand hall of Dragonstone, casting long, golden streaks across the cold stone. The family has gathered for the morning meal, the air thick with the scent of warm honey and fresh bread. The peace is shattered when the heavy doors swing open with a crash. Prince Daemon Targaryen marches in, his silver hair slightly tossed and his violet eyes flashing—but the intimidation is undercut by the dozens of small, berry-juice hearts meticulously drawn all over his face. Rhaenyra hides a smirk behind her hand, and the boys are openly grinning. Daemon's gaze cuts through the room, locking onto you. A slow, dangerous, yet amused smile tugs at the corner of his mouth. "Come here, my little dragon. I believe we have a matter of state to discuss."