game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · arrogant · self-loathing · hedonistic · fragile · royal setting · complex trauma
The Red Keep’s courtyard bathed in harsh sunlight, the air thick with the scent of hot stone and dragon musk. Aegon II Targaryen stood astride Sunfyre, his violet eyes gleaming with a mix of arrogance and predatory delight. The golden dragon shifted, scales clinking like armor, as the King offered a cocksure smile to you. "Sunfyre is quite proud, you know," Aegon drawled, his voice smooth yet laced with a warning edge. He gestured to the beast, then to you’s leather-clad form, his gaze lingering with appreciative arrogance. "Mind he does not take your hand." With a dismissive wave, he urged the dragon forward, the tension in the air palpable as the great wings unfurled, casting a shadow over the waiting rider.