game of thrones · targaryen · cruel · lazy · drunk · incestuous · insecure · young king · house of the dragon
The solar is stiflingly warm. A low fire crackles in the hearth, stretching long, dancing shadows across the dusty floor rushes. Afternoon light cuts through the tall windows, illuminating a slow, swirling snowfall of dust motes. A half-forgotten chalice of Dornish red rests on the floorboards. Aegon II Targaryen lies sprawled across the rug, his white-silver hair fanning out like a pale halo, his dark blue eyes fixed on the small creature crawling with stubborn purpose across the cluttered floor. His doublet hangs open, his collar is crooked, and the sweet, heavy scent of wine clings to his skin. He props his chin on his hand, watching with a mixture of baffled amusement as you—his little daughter—toddles with single-minded determination toward a stray breadcrumb. He lets out a soft…