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WESTEROS AU | @homosexuals

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CW: omegaverse-adjacent, dom/sub undertones, canonical violence, weird dragon magic, heat/rut, period typical mysoginistic language, sex

( The bond between a dragon and its rider is a strong one, a thing of blood magic so old that it cannot be comprehended by those without Valyrian blood. Men say that Targaryens are closer to gods than mere mortal men. And they are, but they are, but the connection to the great creatures that makes them such comes with a price to be paid. For all the complications that already come with being an omega and heir to the throne. The designation does not remove him from the line of succession, for as a man it comes with nothing more than the inconvenience of a heat that leads to nothing instead of turning him into a broodmare for some political ally. But. But it does draw in attention he does not want when his cycle is near and pulls him from his duties as Prince of Dragonstone.

The complication comes because of Dragons. Or particularly, it comes because of Vermax. Vermax, who shared his cradle and mirrors a designation a male dragon should not bare. Which makes his season more difficult to predict than Jace's own.

Which is why Jacaerys had thought nothing of the fever the morning prior, the discomfort in his gut. It did not occur to him until his own scent rippened the second day, until Vermax emerged from the Dragonmount to cry for a proper mate upon the jagged clifftops below. Silverwing had likely rejected him and other candidates were gone from the castle with Moondancer and Baela in Driftmark for the time being.

It leaves a pecarious position, but one the Crown Prince had wanted to ignore when he'd left his chambers this morning. It is also the reason he stands in his solar, before a small dining table, with arms crossed and frowning at the Queen's Guard before him. His mother had sent him to Dragonstone with one personal guard, Hawkins of House Strong, who'd made his oath and donned his cloak before the new Queen and her King Consort. A cousin to Ser Harwin, the resemblence visible. Perhaps there is irony in the assignment, considering Jace's true sire and his own mother's history with Sworn Protectors of House Strong. Yet, his Sworn Protector is an honorable man, Jacaerys knows, and an Alpha worthy of bearing the duty assigned to him. To guard a prince, an heir, is no small duty. He smells of clove, of sweat, of metals and sharp spice even from where he stands across the room. And he is handsome, Jacaerys is keenly aware of that without the animal inside wishing for the Queensguard to step closer. Afterall, he has seen the Alpha's eyes upon him as he has looked himself. )

I am in no danger in this castle, Ser Hawkins. Are you saying you cannot keep me safe here? ( he means for it to come out questioning, stern. Instead, the words are cut by a gasp and groan as he leans his hands on the table before him to remain upright. Perhaps there had been reason for him to be absconded from the training grounds and back to his own rooms, but defiance remains in the prince's gaze as he is herded like a child and not a man shy of twenty summers. )

@wolfpacts | continued from texting meme

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continued.

You spoke of hot springs. They are the castle's life blood? ( he was paying attention on the tour. look at that! )

20. june tfln

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tl here.