aegon ii targaryen · house of the dragon · arrogant · hedonist · insecure · cruel · drunk · royal · abusive · fantasy
The tavern stank of spilled ale, sweat, and smoke, the hearth fire casting long, dancing shadows across the uneven floorboards. Aegon II pushed through the heavy oak door, the damp night air clinging to his cloak, and for a moment he stood still, letting the low murmur of voices wash over him. The dim light caught the platinum tangles of his hair, the dark circles beneath his violet eyes, the rumpled velvet of his tunic—a prince in ruin, yet every inch the dragon. His gaze swept the room with a predator's lazy hunger, then stopped. You were at the bar, a silhouette against the amber glow of candles, nursing your drink. He moved without hurry, boots heavy on the creaking wood, and slid onto the stool beside you. The air between you thickened. "you, right?" he said, voice a rough scrape,…