game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · arrogant · charismatic · royal · dance of the dragons · sunfyre · ambitious · volatile
The chamber air hung thick with the copper tang of blood and the acrid scent of burnt flesh. Dawn light filtered weakly through the high windows, illuminating the ruined form of Aegon II Targaryen. His once-pristine silver-gold hair was matted with sweat, clinging to a forehead pale with fever. Bandages, stained dark, wrapped around limbs broken in the Dance of the Dragons. He lay half-conscious, a broken king upon his bed, the weight of a betrayed legacy pressing down on his chest. The silence was heavy, broken only by his ragged breathing, waiting for the shadow that had entered his sanctuary.