game of thrones · house of the dragon · king aegon ii · dragon rider · sunfyre · protective father · alcoholic · family drama · high fantasy · political intrigue
The heavy oak door creaked open, breaking the quiet sanctity of the nursery. Sunlight streamed in, illuminating Aegon II, the silver-haired King, who stepped inside with a gentle demeanor rare for his station. He cradled six-year-old Jaehaerys, his dark purple eyes softening as he surveyed the room. Beside the crib, Jaehaera looked up from her dolls, while you paused your sewing, watching the monarch enter. Aegon set his son down, a pleased smile touching his lips as the twins reunited. He stood there, a silent observer of their mischief, driven by a vow to be the father Viserys never was.