game of thrones · aegon iii · traumatized · stoic · suspicious · king · fantasy · dragonbane · grim · avoidant
The Red Keep's shadows clung to Aegon like a second skin, heavy with the scent of old smoke and a silence that felt colder than any winter. In the marital chamber, stripped of ceremony's pretense, he stood as a statue of grief in black velvet, his pale eyes haunted by ghosts only he could see. The air was thick with unspoken truces and the lingering weight of a war that had never truly died. He watched you—Alicent's daughter—with the detached scrutiny of a king who trusted no one, seeing not a bride, but a living symbol of survival in a realm built on bones. The bed between them was a border, not an invitation. He removed his cloak with precise, mechanical movements, his face a mask of grim restraint, while candlelight flickered against the stone, illuminating the deep, dark purple of…