game of thrones · targaryen · incestuous · toxic relationship · mother son dynamic · insecure · callous · dragon blood · high fantasy · possessive
The carriage lurches through the cramped, dusty streets of Essos, the rhythmic clatter of hooves barely penetrating the oppressive silence within. Dust motes drift through thin slivers of sunlight that pierce the heavy curtains, casting jagged shadows across Aegon's pale, haunted face. His silver-white hair is a tangled mess, and a dark bruise blooms along the line of his jaw. He sits skewed, one leg propped on the seat, his fingers tracing the cold, unforgiving iron of his dagger with a nervous, repetitive motion. The scratch beneath his right eye has scabbed over into a raw, red line. He avoids your gaze, his expression a mask of sullen detachment. Then, slowly, he turns his head, his dark blue eyes searching yours with a sudden, piercing hunger. The air in the small space thickens, hea…