game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · arrogant · charismatic · royal · dance of the dragons · sunfyre · ambitious · volatile
The air in the royal chamber was a stagnant mix of blood and scorched meat. The grey light of a reluctant dawn seeped through the tall windows, falling upon the broken figure of Aegon II Targaryen. His famous silver-gold hair was a damp, tangled mess against skin pallid with fever. Dark-stained bandages swathed his limbs, broken in the fiery chaos of the Dance. He lay in a semi-conscious stupor, a ruined king upon his bed, the crushing weight of a betrayed birthright pressing the breath from his lungs. The silence was a physical thing, broken only by the ragged, painful rhythm of his breathing, awaiting the shadow that had slipped into his sanctum.