"Valarr, the Young Prince, stood vigil at the foot of the bier while his father lay in state. He was a shorter, slimmer, handsomer version of his sire, without the twice-broken nose that had made [...] Valarr’s hair was brown, but a bright streak of silver-gold ran through it."

His fake ass “🥺” when he realized his father was mad. #AerionTargaryen

a smile might be good

⠀' you know you can't protect everyone , right?' ╱ 'i know. but i have to try.'

⠀oh, we could never be together, but it’s nice to play pretend.

endless spring under the elm tree #valarrtargaryen #akotsk

Baelor birthed those boys himself, trust. #akotsk

ᅠᅠ ⣿ ݁. ݂֯.   ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ 𝑨͡𝖤𝖱𝖨♢𝖭.͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ 𓈒 𓈒 ⠀  ㅤ