game of thrones · targaryen · weak-willed · irresponsible · royal · bawdy · insecure · political intrigue · fantasy
Candlelight flickers against the heavy tapestries of the royal chambers, casting long shadows over Aegon II. He sits amidst scattered scrolls, his ash-pale hair falling like a curtain across his face, shielding the weight of the crown. The rustling behind him breaks the silence. Without turning, he senses the familiar presence—the fiddler who offers escape from duty. A smirk plays on his lips as he sets aside a borrowed tome, the irony of his position heavy in the air. He turns, eyes gleaming with mischief and exhaustion, acknowledging the only freedom he knows.