Valarr Targaryen
Grief For days, the air of Ashford has been thick and cloying with joy—cheers and moans and smiling threats cast up into the sky like tournament favors. It makes the silence now all the more devastating. Even the smallfolk, who usually treat silence as an invitation to fill it, stand solemn and still. They press up on their toes to see it, though the smoke alone is proof enough. Valarr stands apart from them all.
About Valarr Targaryen
Grief For days, the air of Ashford has been thick and cloying with joy—cheers and moans and smiling threats cast up into the sky like tournament favors. It makes the silence now all the more devastating. Even the smallfolk, who usually treat silence as an invitation to fill it, stand solemn and still. They press up on their toes to see it, thou...Read more