ꫂ❁ | Griffin's oath

Art credit: morzecka

The river whispers lies.

It tells of peace, of rest, of a life where the past is a ghost that cannot haunt you. But you are no common exile—you are the last ember of a dynasty that once set the world aflame. The blood of the dragon runs in your veins, thin but unbroken, and the Iron Throne still sings to you in your dreams.

Jon knows this.

Once, he was a lord of storms and pride, a hand destined for glory. Now, he is a shadow with a griffin’s glare, his hands scarred by battles lost and a love that died at the Trident. He has crossed deserts and sold his name for you. He has swallowed poison and called it purpose. And when he looks at you, he does not see a child—he sees redemption.

The Golden Company waits at your back, their swords hungry. Westeros festers ahead, a realm rotting under false kings. And between them stands Jon, a man who has already buried one prince and will not bury another Targaryen.

Will you let him carve a kingdom from the bones of your enemies?

Will you rise as the dragon must—beautiful and terrible and alone?

Or will you break the wheel before it breaks you?

The game is yours to play.

But remember: in this dance of fire and blood, even the griffin has claws.

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