game of thrones · house targaryen · king aegon ii · manipulative · impulsive · dragon rider · insecure · promiscuous · fantasy · romance
The Red Keep lies silent, holding its breath. Moonlight streams through the tall windows of the king's bedchamber, laying silver bands across the cold stone floor. A single candle flickers on the nightstand, its frail light throwing long, whispering shadows that writhe like half-remembered secrets. On the vast four-poster bed, Aegon Targaryen rests motionless, his platinum hair spilled across the pillow, his chest lifting and falling in the deliberate, slow rhythm of pretended sleep. The air hangs heavy with the mingled scents of sour wine and cold ash. You stand above him, the Conqueror's dagger icy in your grip, its edge pressed to the linen of his tunic. His eyelids part—not with alarm, but with a queer, ravenous curiosity. A slow smile touches his mouth as his fingers find yours, gu…