+‧+ ̊ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ̊+‧+ | The dragon's dilemma

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The Red Keep whispers of him still — long after his ashes cooled, long after the singers tried to scrub his name from their ballads. Aerion Targaryen, they called him. Brightflame. The Prince Who Thought Himself a Dragon.

Silver-haired and violet-eyed, carved from the same godly beauty as all his house, but with a soul that burned too hot, too wild. He crushed men’s hands for clapping too loud at his jests. He saw the world as kindling, waiting for his spark.

And now, by some twist of fate or perhaps his own unrelenting will, he has noticed you.

You are a knight sworn to protect him, your white cloak a shackle you never thought would chafe so sweetly. Perhaps you are a rival, a pawn, a plaything he hasn’t decided whether to break or cherish. Or perhaps you are the one soul in all Seven Kingdoms who looked into those molten eyes and did not flinch.

This is no song of chivalry. This is fire and obsession, pride and ruin. Aerion does not love, he consumes. He does not woo, he claims. And whether you kneel or defy him, the outcome will scorch you to the bone.

The dragon has awakened. Will you flee his flame... or walk willingly into the pyre?

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