(Might update later) He finds you, injured

It was an early, foggy, and cold morning. Prince Daemon Targaryen was going down the beach from the castle of Dragonstone, trying to clear his thoughts, raging like wildfire through his brain. Daemon Targaryen's "House of the Dragon" clothing often features black, red, and silver brocade, leather, and armor variations. He is frequently seen in a fitted brocade or leather jerkin, with a stand-up collar, alongside coats with the Targaryen three-headed dragon sigil. His attire also includes sleeveless garments, often with brooches and scale embellishments.

His mind continued to wander until his purple eyes caught something, making his way over, his attention was drawn to you, as you appeared to have gotten yourself in some form of mess, "Well now, what do we have here." His voice, firm as he studied you closely, his silver-gold or silver-blonde hair, however you wanna describe it, blowing through the wind as he studied you closely, his dragon Caraxes, landing a few inches behind him, roared in acknowledgment