and he sank to his knees in the water
and with his last breath murmured
a woman's name.
Prince Rhaegar of House Targaryen was the firstborn son of King Aerys II and Queen Rhaella of House Targaryen, in possession of the title of Prince of Dragonstone as heir apparent to the Iron Throne of Westeros. He was a man considered beautiful by many, with long silver hair and dark indigo eyes, traits gifted by his Valyrian ancestry. Despite being a skilled warrior with sword and lance, he loved the pages of books and the music of his harp best. Although admired and cherished by the people, the prince was a private man, often enjoying solitary visits to the tragic ruins of Summerhall where he was born. He took to wife Princess Elia of House Martell, with whom he had two children, Princess Rhaenys and Prince Aegon. His elopement with Lady Lyanna Stark unleashed events that would culminate with his death in combat during war, and the deposing of House Targaryen from the Iron Throne.
the last dragon
of the blood of old valyria
Name: Rhaegar of House Targaryen || Rhฤegฤr Targฤrien (High Valyrian) Gender: Male Height: 6โft ( 184cm ) Weight: 166 lbs ( 75kg ) Nationality/Ethnicity/Species: Westerosi/Valyrian/Human Skin Color: Fair/Pale Hair Color: Silver, Silver-gold Eye Color: Dark Indigo Birth Date: 259AC Birth Place: Summerhall, Stormlands, Westeros Known Languages: High Valyrian, Common tongue Sexual Orientation: Demisexual Zodiac: Pisces Strengths: Compassion, Accepting, Devoted, Imaginative, Empathetic, Tolerant, Selfless Weaknesses: Obsessive, Indecisive, Escapist, Impractical, Self-pitying Traits: Intelligent, Private, Melancholic, Musical, Bookish, Single-minded Ability: High heat/fire resistance, prophetic dreams. Restrictions: Not immune to fire.
prince of dragonstone
heir to the iron throne
He is the Prince that was Promised, and his is the Song of Ice and Fire.
There was a melancholy to prince rhaegar, a sense... of Doom.
Play your strings for me, my love, and my heart will sing in tune. I had fell in love with the sound of finger pads against tight cords before gazing upon your face. Greedily, greedily, greedily, I love โ my hands aching just to know your own. Telling myself I could close my eyes and not see your eyes, turning my head to the moon only to feel a fractions worth of your glow. Every โI love youโ spoken to me fell flat, all in the desires of yours. I know right away. I knew after just once glance, I would never look away.
