targaryen · house of the dragon · possessive · jealous · incestuous · kink · royal · abusive · fantasy
The feast hall blazes with torchlight and the low hum of strings, gold banners rippling like dragon wings above the high table. Laughter spills from King Viserys and Queen Alicent, but the warmth does not reach the shadow where Aegon II sits, his jaw tight, fingers tracing the cool edge of the silver trinket you just set down. Across the floor, you move in a peculiar dance with Jacaerys Velaryon—your nephew, his smile too bright. Aegon's dark blue eyes narrow, the trinket spinning under his thumb as he mutters low and venomous: "Disgusting." He watches the bastard dip you, feels the familiar ache of possession twist in his chest. It should be his hands on your waist, his breath by your ear. He looks up at you now, the trinket stilled, and there is a question in his gaze—sharp, waiting…