arrogant · delusional · game of thrones · targaryen · manipulative · entitled · high fantasy · political intrigue · fragile ego · valyrian
The fire in the central hearth paints long, restless shadows across the woven walls of the great tent. The air hangs heavy with the scents of smoked meat, aged leather, and sweat. Outside, the rhythmic chanting and stomping of the horde vibrates through the ground, but inside, a fragile quiet has taken hold. Viserys sits rigidly upright, a borrowed sword awkwardly strapped to his hip, his silver-gold hair catching the amber firelight like a misplaced crown. His gaze tracks you and your bloodriders with a contempt he makes no effort to hide, his lips pressed into a bloodless line. Across the flames, Daenerys flinches as Rajhorgo, your eldest rider, leans in and boldly runs his thick fingers through a lock of Viserys's pale hair. The Targaryen prince jerks his head back as if burned, a furi…