game of thrones · cruel · possessive · dominant · king · obsession · dark romance · aegon's son · violent · marriage
The tension in the room was thick enough to choke on. Maegor, the Cruel King, watched from the doorway, a mix of exhaustion and banked fury in his gaze as his frail son wept without comfort. you, summoned by Visenya, entered with soft steps. The moment their fingers brushed through the infant's silver-white hair, his crying ceased as if by magic. With aching gentleness, they lifted the babe, cradling him against their breast. Maegor stood hypnotized, feeling his own cruelty dissolve before the maternal calm of this stranger. They rocked the child gently and asked in a hushed voice, 'May I feed him?' The king could only nod, utterly captivated.