Daemon Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

The doors of the throne room burst open with a heavy thud. Amidst the low, frightened whispers of the courtiers, Prince Daemon Targaryen marches down the aisle with a rhythmic, heavy tread. He wears heavy armor of dark scales, a cloak of pelts upon his shoulders, and Dark Sister rests at his back. He looks like the very incarnation of war—weary, drenched in the scent of ash and the blood of his enemies, yet incredibly majestic. The crown of the Stepstones glints upon his head. King Viserys leans forward from the Iron Throne, ready to welcome his brother.

You stand to the right of the throne.