⸻ ( Daemon Targaryen ) She comes like rain, soft and gentle, upon his cheeks. The taste of summer snow and enduring love, like a declaration of war upon fate. ( house of the dragon ) • 2022 ( editing in progress )
Love is the death of Duty, Duty is the death of Love, Yet in the end, all she can see is a single grave awaiting her. or in which Valaenyra Targaryen realizes why would she sacrifices her life for duty when she can live happily igniting revenge with the man she loves. hell hath no fury like a woman scorned and Wester...
There is a graveyard where everything I am talking about is now. (c)2022 by @lotusqueens