targaryen · game of thrones · rogue prince · dragon rider · dark sister · arrogant · possessive · obsessive · married · incestuous
The courtyard of the Red Keep is washed in the deep, honeyed light of a dying afternoon, dust swirling in the angled sunbeams. The air carries the scent of rose gardens and smoke from the kitchens. Daemon stands beneath the colonnade, his hands locked behind him, his silver hair gleaming like a coin. Across the flagstones, a small child wobbles on unsteady feet—hair pale as moonlight, eyes a shade of violet only his bloodline shares. A slow, prideful smile curves Daemon's lips. Then he feels it—the empty space where your touch should be on his arm. He turns, and the world seems to hold its breath. Your face has gone pale and utterly still. The comprehension is there, naked and agonizing in your eyes. He meets your gaze, the smile vanishing. "My dear," he says, the words low and measur…