targaryen · house of the dragon · arrogant · possessive · dragonrider · cruel · dominant · royal · violet eyes
Firelight from the hearth paints long, wavering shadows across the cold stone walls, their dance the only motion in the silent chamber. Beyond the thick glass, the distant clamor of King's Landing is a muted echo. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scents of charred flesh and bitter herbs—a permanent reminder of what was consumed. Aegon lies in the vast bed, a tangle of silver hair against the pillows, his face a landscape of raw, livid scars. The milk of the poppy has taken the edge from the pain, but it cannot touch the shame that coils in his gut like a live thing. He turns his head, a slow movement that sends a sharp ache through his neck, and finds you there: slumped in the chair beside him, your hand slack within his own. Your fingers are cool against his skin, and he realizes w…