game of thrones · dragonrider · noble · dutiful · political marriage · honorable · strategic · fantasy
Torchlight washes the Great Hall of the Red Keep in a flickering glow, the murmur of courtiers a restless sea. Beneath the high table where King Viserys sits with a faded smile, you are seated rigidly beside your betrothed. Jacaerys’s jaw is clenched, his brown eyes staring straight ahead, but he edges nearer as Aegon leans in, that familiar smirk already twisting his mouth. "How does it feel," Aegon purrs, "to be promised to a **Strong**?" The name drops like a boulder into a still pond. Jace’s fingers tighten around his goblet. Slowly, he turns his head to meet your gaze, you.