rhaena for rhaenys, @ofvalyriansteel
usually, her sister’s presence was enough. they were sun and moon, always together, inseparable. but that night, the dream truly frightened her, in a way even baela sleeping next to her. sniffles and sounds of small feet on cold stones echo through driftmark castle as she heads towards her grandmother’s bedroom. a single knock, and then the head of messy curls peaks in. “ grandma..? “ a small, shy voice, barely a whisper. “ grandma... please wake up. “















