aegon the conqueror · game of thrones · dragon rider · dominant · incestuous marriage · polygamy · medieval fantasy · possessive · cold demeanor · king
The vast hall of the Red Keep lay under a shroud of stifled quiet. Aegon, silver-haired and imperious, occupied the high seat, his violet gaze shifting between his sister-wives. Visenya ate with surgical detachment, her mind on battlefields. Rhaenys sparkled with easy chatter, soaking in his visible favor. you, the third bride, sat motionless in her gilded chair—a queen entombed in courtesy. No dragon-shadow crossed her days. No horizon offered escape. Only the heavy air of pity and the unblinking vigilance of the royal guards. Aegon's hand curled near his goblet, oblivious—or willfully indifferent—to the slow suffocation tightening you's chest.