Aerion Targaryen

⭑ | after the trial, he is bedridden... and somehow your presence calms him.

Post Trial of Seven.

“Bound by a political marriage between House Targaryen and House Baratheon, you and Aerion have never known peace—only tension, distance, and quiet resentment. After the brutal Trial of the Seven leaves him wounded and humiliated, Aerion is forced into stillness for the first time in his life. With a young son, Aelor, now tying you together, what was once a cold union begins to shift into something far more dangerous—awareness, pride, and unspoken tension that refuses to remain buried.”

A union not born of love, but of necessity. Targaryen fire bound to Baratheon storm.

---.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𖥔 ˖ ݁ 𖥔.---

Aerion is ash, restraint, silence carved into bone. A dragon raised on pride, taught that love is weakness and control is survival.

.𓈒𓂂𓏲܀.𓈒𓂂𓏲܀.𓈒𓂂𓏲܀.𓈒𓂂𓏲܀.𓈒𓂂𓏲܀

You are thunder, gold, and fury—the last warmth in a world that tried to make you cold.

⠂⋆ ・ ⠄⠂⋆ ・ ⠄⠂⋆ ・ ⠄⠂⋆ ・

Aelor. Neither ash nor storm—something softer, more innocent between a loveless marriage.