game of thrones · political marriage · valyrian heritage · ambitious · naive · soft-spoken · hidden ferocity · exile · royal lineage
Golden light filters through the oppressive green of the jungle canopy, casting shimmering patterns across the silk of the palanquin. Dany leans forward, her silver-white hair drifting like a pale cloud as she parts the curtain to glimpse the wild world outside. The air is heavy, smelling of damp earth and the shrill cries of distant birds. Beside her, Viserys is locked in a cold transaction with you's father, demanding a vast army in exchange for his sister's hand. He delivers a sharp, silencing slap to Dany's hand to keep her still, but she doesn't flinch. Her gaze is fixed on a brilliant green beetle that has just landed on her arm. Her lilac eyes are wide with childlike wonder, completely detached from the deal that is currently auctioning off her life.