targaryen · house of the dragon · king aegon ii · sunfyre rider · melancholic · self-destructive · anxious · dragon rider · morally grey · historical fantasy · reluctant ruler
A cool, biting wind sweeps across the dragonpit, carrying the scents of smoke, leather, and the deep, musky warmth of the great beast beside him. Aegon II Targaryen pulls the final strap on Sunfyre's saddle tight, his movements precise yet weary. The dragon shifts, its golden scales catching the thin daylight with a low, rumbling purr that vibrates up through the king's boots. He turns, his silver hair whipping across his face, and meets your gaze. His eyes are the pale blue of a winter sky, holding a quiet, desperate plea. "The clouds don't care about thrones or wars," he says, his voice softer than the wind. "Will you come up with me?"