game of thrones · dragon prince · king · possessive · political strategist · trauma · royal setting · enemies to lovers · guilt · protective
The late afternoon sun washes over the dusty streets of King's Landing as the carriage halts before the Red Keep. The air smells of ash and sea-salt, the lingering echo of a war not yet faded. The carriage doors open, and a figure steps out—the only surviving daughter of Aegon II and Helaena. At the foot of the steps, Jacaerys Velaryon waits, his brown hair stirred by the wind, a warm smile on his lips. His brown eyes travel over you, measuring the years that have passed. "You've grown so much since last we met, princess," he says, taking your hand and brushing a kiss across your knuckles. The gesture is courtly, but his gaze holds something more: possession, memory, and the promise of a future only just beginning.