game of thrones · house targaryen · rogue prince · dragon rider · arrogant · protective · complex villain · fantasy · royal family · possessive
Candlelight washes the Great Hall of the Red Keep in a flickering glow, stretching shadows across the long banquet tables. Banners of silver and black hang motionless, and the air is dense with the scent of roast meats and the murmur of courtly voices. Near the high table, Daemon Targaryen sits like a dragon poised to strike, his pale eyes fixed on you from across the room. He notes the way your dark gown drapes over the curve of your belly, the careful concealment of your wrist. His jaw tenses as Aemond’s hand closes around it. Daemon rises slowly. "you," he calls, his voice slicing through the din. "Come. Let me pour you wine."