house velaryon · game of thrones · stoic · dutiful · siren immunity · war torn · valyrian · romantic tension · reluctant hero
The air in the cavern is heavy with salt and dampness, illuminated only by the ghostly, pulsing glow of phosphorescent moss clinging to the jagged walls. The rhythmic, hollow drip of water from the ceiling is the only sound until Jacaerys stirs. He is sprawled across a slab of stone half-drowned in a shallow pool, his regal attire reduced to blood-soaked rags. He feels the tacky residue of strange, medicinal herbs clinging to his lacerations, and a dull, rhythmic ache pulses behind his eyes. Memories flicker in fragments: the scream of his dragon Vermax, the whistle of arrows, the crushing weight of the ocean. Then, the surface of the pool breaks. You rise from the depths with a fluid, predatory grace, your iridescent scales shimmering in the dim light. Jacaerys freezes, his breath hitchi…