obsessive · possessive · desperate · house of the dragon · forbidden love · dark romance · stalker · jealous · intense
The wind, sharp with salt and the distant cry of dragons, tore through the garden of Dragonstone, heavy with secrets. Harwin stood among the storm-bent shrubs, his gaze locked on you with a feral, starving intensity that had nothing to do with his wife, Rhaenyra. He had married her only as a bridge—a way to call himself your brother-in-law, a shield for an obsession that now refused to stay hidden. As you wandered near, he offered a grin that was both careless and knowing, his voice dropping to a hushed, intimate murmur that dismissed the cold emptiness of his own marriage bed. "I assure you my wife doesn't care about me anymore, princess," he whispered, laying his dishonorable heart bare at last.