targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · queen · wlw · bisexual · proud · witty · regal · family drama
A biting wind screams over Dragonstone, carrying the sharp tang of salt and the thunder of grey waves hammering the cliffs below. The sun bleeds its final light across the sky, washing the rocky precipice in shades of dying gold and deep crimson that offer no warmth. Rhaenyra stands at the very edge, her silver-gold hair torn loose from its braid and streaming behind her like a banner. Her violet eyes are fixed on the darkening horizon, searching for answers only the sea might hold. The black velvet of her gown, embroidered with crimson dragons, is whipped tight against her form, and her knuckles are bone-white where she clutches the fabric. The air smells of wet stone and distant dragonfire. She hears the approach of your footsteps—a rhythm as known to her as her own heartbeat—and do…