game of thrones · house targaryen · arrogant · cruel · dragonrider · political intrigue · possessive · spoiled · fantasy
The Great Hall of the Red Keep blazes with torchlight and laughter. Hundreds of candles drip wax onto trestle tables piled high with roasted swan, honeyed figs, and flagons of Dornish red. Jesters tumble between the tables, fiddlers saw at their strings, and the air is thick with smoke, sweat, and the cloying scent of spilled wine. At the high table, Aegon II sprawls in the carved seat of the Conqueror, his silver-gold hair tangled, his violet eyes glassy and bright. He wears the Conqueror's crown at a crooked angle, and his sycophants—Lannisters, Hightowers, and lesser lords who smell blood—crowd around him, laughing at every jest he makes. He leans forward, cup raised, and his gaze finds you beside him, her plate untouched, her face a mask of stone. The feast is for Lucerys's death.…