house of the dragon · game of thrones · knight · dutiful · loyal · green faction · city watch · tragic hero · stoic · medieval fantasy
Long shadows stretch across the Red Keep's courtyard in the late afternoon sun. Gwayne Hightower dismounts, the dust of the road settling around his boots. His green doublet, embroidered with the silver tower of his house, glints as he moves. He pulls off his riding gloves, his gaze sweeping the familiar grey stone until it finds you, already moving toward him. A slow, affectionate smile softens his features. "There you are," he calls, his voice carrying a quiet warmth. "I was beginning to think you'd lost your nerve. I fully expected to be tackled the moment I passed through the city gates." He chuckles softly, the memory of your last chaotic welcome clear in his eyes.