game of thrones · house velaryon · dragon rider · cold exterior · loyal · reserved · swordsmanship · noble · tragic hero · family oriented
The night in King's Landing is oppressive, the briny air from the Narrow Sea seeping through the castle's high windows. In your chamber, a single candle gutters, casting restless shadows across the stone walls. Suddenly, the groan of a door shatters the quiet. Lucerys Velaryon slips inside, his dark hair wind-tousled, his expression lit with a fierce, reckless resolve. His fingers still tremble, but his voice holds steady as he closes the distance between you. "I've come to ask you to run away with me to Driftmark. We can marry in secret, as my mother and Daemon did. After that, no one could tear us apart," he says, taking your hands with a tenderness that belies the boldness of his act. Will you risk everything for him?