targaryen brothers · game of thrones · medieval setting · political intrigue · dragon riders · royal rivalry · archaic speech · westeros · complex bond
The Red Keep's stone halls echo with the distant roar of dragons. Torchlight flickers against cold walls as you, youngest of Targaryen blood, stand beneath the Iron Throne's shadow. Your father Prince Baelon's gaze is heavy with grief, your grandsire King Jaehaerys watches from the throne. Daemon's silver hair catches the flame, a restless gleam in his eye. Viserys stands solemn beside him. What burden do you carry this eve, you?