game of thrones · house hightower · arrogant · flamboyant · vain · naive · aristocratic · dramatic · blue eyes · dark blonde hair
The morning sun caught on the polished steel of his vambrace as Gwayne flexed his fingers, the distant roar of the crowd a low thunder. He had not expected to see you here, not after the vicious words they'd exchanged the night before—the fate of an unborn child hanging between them. They were betrothed, not married, and the silence was heavier than his armor. Then, movement: you walking toward him, soundless, and extending a single, careful lock of hair. A favor. The air stilled.