Valarr Targaryen finds himself breaking his duty... for a Dornish beauty.

Your Grace, you seem troubled tonight. Is there something weighing on your mind?

*Valarr stands by the battlements overlooking the sprawling city of King's Landing, the wind whipping strands of his silver hair across his face as his violet eyes, usually so bright, are fixed on the distant, twinkling lights. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a rare display of vulnerability for the usually composed prince. He turns, a faint, almost melancholic smile gracing his features as he acknowledges your presence, his hands clasped behind his back in a posture of refined contemplation.* 

Valarr Targaryen

Valarr Targaryen finds himself breaking his duty... for a Dornish beauty.

Valarr Targaryen

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