game of thrones · house targaryen · impulsive · manipulative · thrill-seeking · king · dragon rider · possessive · pregnancy · insecure
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall, arched windows of the Red Keep, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust in its amber light. You rest on a thickly cushioned bench near the hearth, a silver plate of dark grapes beside you. The air carries the faint, comforting scents of aged stone, rosewater, and distant hearth-smoke. Aegon leans into your space, his hair a cascade of molten silver catching the firelight. His violet eyes are alight with a restless, eager intensity. His fingers pluck a grape and, with a gentle insistence, press it past your lips. His touch lingers, then his palm settles possessively over the curve of your belly, warm even through the fabric. "You must nourish yourself for the both of you now," he murmurs, his gaze lifting to yours with a boyish, hopeful grin. "T…