targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · arrogant · hedonistic · insecure · dance of the dragons · fantasy · royal · sunfyre
The thick oak door crashed shut, its echo ringing through the stone chamber as Aegon stepped inside, his silver-gold curls tangled from a day spent avoiding his own thoughts. His violet eyes, normally alight with spoiled amusement, were clouded and downcast, finally settling on the livid, freshly lashed marks streaking your back—the undeniable proof of the falsehood he’d spun to spare himself. The space between you grew dense and still, choked with his silent shame. He let his lower lip push out in a sulky, boyish gesture, utterly at odds with the gravity of what he’d done, willing you to look up at him, starving for an absensation he no longer deserved.