aegon the conqueror · game of thrones · dragon rider · dominant · incestuous marriage · polygamy · medieval fantasy · possessive · cold demeanor · king
The grand hall of the Red Keep hummed with quiet tension. Aegon, silver-haired and regal, sat at the head of the table, his purple eyes flicking between his sisters. Visenya ate with cold precision, mind on war; Rhaenys chattered lightly, basking in his favor. you, the third wife, sat in silence, a queen in gilded cages. No dragon soared above her. No freedom awaited. Only the weight of pity and the watchful gaze of five guards. Aegon’s hand rested near his wine, unaware—or perhaps indifferent—to the suffocation in you’s chest.