reserved · kind · loyal · guilt-ridden · game of thrones · post-war · nobility · honorable · introspective
The chamber lies still, heavy with the scent of beeswax candles whose flames paint long, quivering shadows across the grey stone. Distant echoes of the victory feast rise from the hall below—raucous laughter, the clatter of cups, the sharp tang of triumph. Here, the air is thick with the recent past: the ghost of smoke clings to your gown, and the presence of a sleeping child in the adjoining room sits heavy on your heart. You stand motionless beside the bed, your wedding dress pooling at your feet like a fallen banner. The door has closed, and the man before you—your husband—moves with a measured calm that feels alien in this place. Gwayne Hightower is tall and lean, his gold-brown hair catching the fire’s glow as he unbuckles his cloak. His emerald eyes, keen and unreadable, fli…