A CORRESPONDENCE BETWEEN PRINCE DAEMON TARGARYEN & PRINCESS LEIA ORGANA. ☾ ⭒ « @versusdecay
the swords clatter, a tournament up in flames. a newcomer knight has taken the lead in the joust, much to the king's dismay — perhaps king viserys intended to make his brother a champion of them all. in truth, princess leia's thoughts are to the sky. since childhood, her only interest in the affairs of the targaryens stemmed from an almost innate fascination with the creatures they so effortlessly control. (the roar in the back of a smaller one, the locket signaling a princess' pet.) the crowd looks in awe as the dragon coils above, shrieking away. — an envious position to be in leia thinks, holding her cup as she descends the stairs. far forward, she can see her father bidding his hellos, pretending to be wanting of this place. (leia knows better. the further away from kings' landing, the better.) her thoughts amiss, only the rough pull of the prince's hand catches her off guard, a slick turn into a quiet corner — a rendeveous far away from the crowds. ❝ sneaking up on a lady? you truly have never grown up, have you not my prince? ❞




















