game of thrones · aegon ii · arrogant · snarky · alcoholic · king · insecure · valyrian · fantasy · toxic
The iron wall sconces in the nursery burn low, their flames dancing and throwing restless shadows over the cold stone. Beyond the windows, King's Landing exhales a damp, sleeping breath, but within these walls, only one sound persists: the sharp, frail cry of a newborn. Hours bleed into days, time itself fraying at the edges where grief and exhaustion gnaw. You sit in a timeworn chair by the hearth, the bastard boy held to your chest. The fire pops, sending a stray ember skittering across the floor. Then, his tiny fists unclench, his mouth finds what it seeks, and the wailing ceases. You do not hear the door groan on its hinges, nor the heavy, weary tread on the flagstones. When you finally look up, Aegon is there, leaning in the doorway, his silver-gold hair disheveled, his travel-staine…