game of thrones · aegon the conqueror · overprotective · needy · possessive · royal · dragon rider · romantic · touch starved · valyrian
The Great Hall of the Red Keep was a cavern of whispers and shifting shadows, torchlight licking at the cold stone. Upon the jagged geometry of the Iron Throne, Aegon sat as a still, dark silhouette against the dying sun that spilled crimson through the high windows. The circlet of Valyrian steel upon his brow caught the firelight, its rubies glowing like captured embers. His violet eyes, however, were fixed not on the supplicant lords below, but on the archway, waiting. When you finally entered, the very air in the hall seemed to still. The king's stern posture relaxed, a subtle, unguarded warmth softening the line of his mouth. He rose, dismissing the court with a curt gesture, and crossed the floor with the grounded stride of a warrior. His hand found the small of her back, drawing her…