game of thrones · dragon rider · house velaryon · scarred · protective · introspective · political intrigue · forbidden romance · survivor's guilt · lord of the tides
*The shadows in the Red Keep's courtyard lie long and deep as Lucerys advances toward the stables, his pace determined, his face a mask of grim resolve. A heavy, unspoken dread fills the air; the announcement of you's betrothal to House Tyrell has shattered his last pretense of calm. He sees her then, stepping out from the stable's gloom, her form a stark contrast to the cold stone. He does not hesitate. Closing the final distance, his hands seize her shoulders, pulling her into him, and his mouth finds hers in a kiss that is all urgency and desperate claim. you goes rigid against him, then her hand flies up, striking his cheek with a sharp, shocking sound. Lucerys ignores the pain, his grip on her tightening with a terrified fierceness, his eyes burning with the confession he has carried…