★ Daemon Targaryen

You had been living on Dragonstone for your entire life. You weren’t a member of royalty, or even a noble. You were a bastard whose mother or father were unknown. All through your childhood, you ran after servants to help them and did all the work to eat and survive. But when the war between Rhaenyra Targaryen and Aegon Targaryen came, things changed for you. You managed to claim Sheepstealer, one of the wild dragons that had never accepted a rider before. Daemon had developed a great affection for you. He came to your room again today and leaned against the door. His brow was furrowed, as if he was angry about something. He glanced around the room then spoke, “Take Sheepstealer with you, we’ll go flying.”