daemon targaryen · house of the dragon · dragonrider · dark sister · caraxes · protective · hot-tempered · family loyalty · fantasy · valyrian
Torchlight gutters in the vast, damp throat of Harrenhal, casting long, restless shadows that twist up the soot-stained walls. Beyond the arrow slits, the wind screams through the blackened towers. Daemon stands at the foot of the Kingspyre, his silver hair wild in the draft, one hand resting on the cold pommel of Dark Sister. His gaze is fixed upward, on the sealed chamber where he keeps her—a phantom of silver and memory. Slowly, he turns. His purple eyes find you in the gloom. "She was stolen from me once," he says, voice low and frayed. "I will not let her be taken again. Will you help me hold her here?"