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ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ 𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓

[aeghon]

𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖘𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖘, 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖘. 𝕾𝖕𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖎𝖓𝖐

#aeghon:   an   independent, semi selective & mutuals only writing blog ft.   𝒜𝑒𝑔𝑜𝓃 𝐼𝐼 𝒯𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓇𝓎𝑒𝓃 - a character from hbo's ​𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓​. show based but familiar with the books and willing to incorporate into plots.  mostly canon  compliant with potential divergences as seen fit. able to adapt into other fandoms / verses &  will write anywhere from single para to  novella.  heavy & mature themes present. ruled by ash. minors   dni. (graphic credit)

[ 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖉 | 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖘 | 𝖇𝖔𝖆𝖗𝖉 ]

[joekeerys]

All hail His Grace, Aegon, Second of his Name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.

AEGON II TARGARYEN

— 1.09 "The Green Council"

[ohisms]

𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .    (  a  collection  of  100  nonverbal  action  prompts .   mature  and  potentially  triggering  themes  are  present .   add  “ + reverse ”  to  swap  assigned  roles . )

∗ o1﹕ sender  tucks  hair  out  of  receiver’s  face . ∗ o2﹕ sender  offers  receiver  a  bite  from  their  fork . ∗ o3﹕ sender  places  their  feet / legs  in  receiver's  lap . ∗ o4﹕ sender  offers  receiver  an  earbud  to  share  their  music . ∗ o5﹕ sender  comforts  receiver  in  the  aftermath  of  a  nightmare . ∗ o6﹕ sender  gives  receiver  company  in  the  hospital . ∗ o7﹕ sender  wraps  their  arms  around  a  hysterical  receiver  to  calm  them . ∗ o8﹕ sender  shows  up  at  receiver’s  home  late  at  night . ∗ o9﹕ sender  falls  asleep  leaning  against  receiver . ∗ 1o﹕ sender  wields  a  [ gun / knife ]  at  receiver . ∗ 11﹕ sender  runs  their  fingers  through  receiver’s  hair . ∗ 12﹕ sender  invites  receiver  to  dance . ∗ 13﹕ sender  takes  a  [ picture / video ]  of  receiver . ∗ 14﹕ sender  places  their  head  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 15﹕ sender  and  receiver  make  eye  contact  across  a  busy  room . ∗ 16﹕ sender  pushes  receiver  against  a  wall  to  kiss  them . ∗ 17﹕ sender  and  receiver  cook  together . ∗ 18﹕ sender  comes  to  receiver  after  being  injured . ∗ 19﹕ sender  sits  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 2o﹕ sender  lifts  receiver's  chin ,  invoking  eye  contact . ∗ 21﹕ sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat . ∗ 22﹕ sender  finds  receiver  [ injured / bloodied ] . ∗ 23﹕ sender  straightens  an  article  of  receiver’s  clothes . ∗ 24﹕ sender  crawls  into  bed  with  receiver . ∗ 25﹕ sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver . ∗ 26﹕ sender  lights  receiver’s  [ cigarette / joint ] . ∗ 27﹕ sender  is  caught  wearing  receiver's  clothes . ∗ 28﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  with  a  pillow . ∗ 29﹕ sender  writes  a  note  on  receiver’s  skin :  [ note ] . ∗ 3o﹕ sender  wraps  a  blanket  around  receiver’s  shoulders . ∗ 31﹕ sender  runs  and  jumps  into  receiver’s  arms . ∗ 32﹕ sender  shoves  receiver  out  of  anger . ∗ 33﹕ sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task . ∗ 34﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  somewhere  they  shouldn’t  be . ∗ 35﹕ sender  curls  up  against  receiver  in  their  sleep . ∗ 36﹕ sender  is  found  drunk  by  receiver . ∗ 37﹕ sender  throws  an  item  of  sentiment  bitterly  at  receiver . ∗ 38﹕ sender  joins  receiver  in  the  shower . ∗ 39﹕ sender  is  caught  following  receiver . ∗ 4o﹕ sender  traces  one  of  receiver’s  [ scars / bruises ] . ∗ 41﹕ sender  twines  their  fingers  with  receiver’s . ∗ 42﹕ sender  barges  into  receiver’s  home  unannounced . ∗ 43﹕ sender  kicks  receiver’s  shin  beneath  a  table . ∗ 44﹕ sender  aggressively  shoves  past  receiver . ∗ 45﹕ sender  kisses  receiver’s  [ forehead / cheek ] . ∗ 46﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way . ∗ 47﹕ sender  is  found  sobbing  by  receiver . ∗ 48﹕ sender  locks  receiver  out  of  their  room . ∗ 49﹕ sender  brings  receiver  [ coffee / tea ]  in  the  morning . ∗ 5o﹕ sender  rests  their  forehead  against  receiver’s . ∗ 51﹕ sender  plays  a  song  for  receiver  that  reminds  them  of  them :  [ song ] . ∗ 52﹕ sender  takes  a  [ punch / stab / bullet ]  meant  for  receiver . ∗ 53﹕ sender  buys  receiver  a  drink  at  a  bar . ∗ 54﹕ sender  needs  receiver’s  help  getting  in  the  bath . ∗ 55﹕ sender  and  receiver  cross  paths  in  the  kitchen  late  at  night . ∗ 56﹕ sender  twists  receiver’s  arm  behind  their  back . ∗ 57﹕ sender  winks  at  receiver . ∗ 58﹕ sender  is  found  collapsed  by  receiver . ∗ 59﹕ sender  prevents  an  injured  receiver  from  getting  up . ∗ 6o﹕ sender  claps  a  hand  over  receiver’s  mouth  to  silence  them . ∗ 61﹕ sender  cages  receiver  against  a  [ wall / the floor ]  with  their  arms . ∗ 62﹕ sender  storms  away  from  receiver  during  an  argument . ∗ 63﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  sleeping  in  receiver’s  bed . ∗ 64﹕ sender  [ applies / touches up ]  receiver’s  makeup . ∗ 65﹕ sender  throws  receiver  into  a  wall  during  combat . ∗ 66﹕ sender  dances  sensually  with  receiver . ∗ 67﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  across  the  face . ∗ 68﹕ sender  places  their  hand  on  receiver’s  leg  while  driving . ∗ 69﹕ sender  pulls  a  chair  out  from  under  receiver . ∗ 7o﹕ sender  catches  receiver’s  wrist  when  they  turn  to  leave . ∗ 71﹕ sender  leaves  an  intimate  mark  on  receiver . ∗ 72﹕ sender  beats  receiver  in  a  video  game . ∗ 73﹕ sender  and  receiver  stand  in  stunned  silence  after  a  fight . ∗ 74﹕ sender  cares  for  receiver  while  they’re  sick . ∗ 75﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  on  a  hike . ∗ 76﹕ sender  is  caught  snooping  in  receiver’s  things . ∗ 77﹕ sender  and  receiver  cuddle  while  watching  television . ∗ 78﹕ sender  throws  something  aggressively  at  receiver . ∗ 79﹕ sender  creeps  up  behind  receiver  to  scare  them . ∗ 8o﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  shopping  together . ∗ 81﹕ sender  helps  receiver  [ dye / style ]  their  hair . ∗ 82﹕ sender  draws  receiver  into  a  kiss  by  the  back  of  their  neck . ∗ 83﹕ sender  is  discovered  having  a  panic  attack  by  receiver . ∗ 84﹕ sender  accidentally  injures  receiver  during  sparring . ∗ 85﹕ sender  grabs  receiver  roughly  by  the  hair . ∗ 86﹕ sender  brings  receiver  to  their  knees  during  combat . ∗ 87﹕ sender  shows  receiver  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ∗ 88﹕ sender  winks  [ seductively / mockingly ]  at  receiver . ∗ 89﹕ sender  yells  at  receiver  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air . ∗ 9o﹕ sender  helps  receiver  patch  up  a  wound . ∗ 91﹕ sender  holds  receiver  as  they  cry . ∗ 92﹕ sender  silently  and  angrily  points  receiver  towards  the  door . ∗ 93﹕ sender  gestures  for  receiver  to  sit  down . ∗ 94﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  into  their  lap . ∗ 95﹕ sender  cradles  receiver’s  face . ∗ 96﹕ sender  tackles  receiver  out  of  the  way  of  danger . ∗ 97﹕ sender  has  hidden  an  injury  from  receiver ,  and  receiver  finds  out . ∗ 98﹕ sender  confronts  receiver  about  their  unhealthy  behavior . ∗ 99﹕ sender  proposes  to  receiver . ∗ 1oo﹕ sender  has  just  died ,  receiver  finds  out .

[aeghon]

🧍‍♂️

[aeghon]

hey! i know this probably doesn't mean a lot but i know things are uncomfy lately in the fandom and everyone seems to be jumping ship. i hope you know that you are loved and appreciated though, and so is your aegon. i hope the tension doesn't make you abandon this blog entirely, because it would be a tragedy :(

Oh that’s very sweet of you to send to me ;-; I’m not abandoning this blog entirely, but I think I will be going on a lil hiatus <3 If the writing drive hits, then I’ll just be more selective in the threads I reply to! I’ve made some good friends here & crafted threads that I’ve had a blast writing, so I wouldn’t wanna abandon it altogether ❤️

[aeghon]

This is a positivity anon! No matter what you're doing or not doing, please know that you are amazing, worthy, and loved. Remember to treat yourself once in a while... or better yet, often! :)

I could CRY this is actually so sweet ;-; you have no idea how badly I needed to hear something like this today & how much this lil message has helped make the day brighter <3333

[aeghon]

[aeghon]

”He’s massively insecure. He’ll behave a certain way on a night out or in the Small Council and then he’ll go back to his bedchambers, and we don’t see this onscreen, but the way I believe he behaves is he goes back to a place of privacy and is running through every single interaction in his mind and kicking himself that he behaved that certain way. He’ll overanalyze everything. He’s an incredibly self-conscious individual, but I think at this point now with how he looks, he doesn’t need to protect. He feels ugly and he wants to use his physical strength and whatever’s left to exact the amount of pain he’s been put through on Rhaenyra and Daemon.“ — Tom Glynn-Carney

[gwaynes-hightower]

Aegon II Targaryen | Tom Glynn-Carney House of the Dragon | 2.03

[quccninchains-deactivated202505]

"What have I done but what was expected of me? Forever upholding the KINGDOM, the family, the law."

independent/private alicent hightower from house of the dragon ☾ show-based/canon-divergent ☾ mun is 29 ☾ loved by cait

☾ home ☾ asks ☾ carrd ☾

☾ promo credit: @calirph ☾

[fadedpagesandworldstages]

╰┈➤ STARTER PROMPTS : Merlin, The Dragon’s Call ( 1x01 ) a set of starter prompts, all from the series ! * some quotes edited for context ! change titles / names / roles as needed !

❝ no young person, no matter how great, can know their destiny. ❞ ❝ let this serve as a lesson to all. ❞ ❝ there is only one evil in this land, and it is not magic. it is you. ❞ ❝ i promise you, before these celebrations are over, you will share my tears. ❞ ❝ … hello ? ❞ ❝ what did you just do ? ❞ ❝ what did you just do ? tell me ! ❞ ❝ that had nothing to do with me. ❞ ❝ you’re not supposed to be here until wednesday. ❞ / ❝ … it is wednesday. ❞ ❝ though, [ name ] … i should say thank you. ❞ ❝ i turn to you, for i feel lost and alone, and i do not know who to trust. ❞ ❝ what is this ? why do you not join us at the feast ? ❞ ❝ how long are you going to keep punishing people for what happened in the past ? ❞ ❝ i am your guardian. i expect you to do as i ask. ❞ ❝ the more brutal you are, the more enemies you will create. ❞ ❝ with luck, we should reach [ place ] tomorrow. ❞ ❝ who’s there ? ❞ ❝ we’d better keep you out of trouble. ❞ ❝ i need not remind you that practice of any form of enchantments will get you killed. ❞ ❝ … i’m sure it’s fine. ❞ ❝ teach them a lesson. ❞ ❝ come on ! run ! ❞ ❝ come on, that’s enough. you’ve had your fun, my friend. ❞ ❝ do i know you ? ❞ ❝ that was my mistake. ❞ ❝ i’d never have a friend who could be such an ass. ❞ ❝ i wouldn’t if i were you. ❞ ❝ what ? what are you going to do to me ? ❞ ❝ i’ll throw you in jail for that. ❞ ❝ who do you think you are, the [ king / queen ] ? ❞ / ❝ no, i’m their child. ❞

❝ how was your journey ? ❞ ❝ you never cease to amaze me. ❞ ❝ the one thing that someone like you should do is keep your head down, and what do you do ? you behave like an idiot. ❞ ❝ you’re lucky. i managed to pull a few strings to get you released. ❞ ❝ i won’t forget this. ❞ ❝ i’m [ name ] , but most people call me [ nickname ] . ❞ ❝ i’m [ name ] … but most people just call me “idiot”. ❞ ❝ i saw what you did. it was so brave. ❞ ❝ i’m glad you walked away. you weren’t going to beat them. ❞ ❝ you don’t look like one of those big, muscle-y fellows. ❞ ❝ [ name ] is a bully, and everyone thought you were a hero for standing up. ❞ ❝ ah, excuse me, [ name ] … my fans are waiting. ❞ ❝ what did your mother say to you about your gifts ? ❞ ❝ you are special, the likes of which i have never seen before. ❞ ❝ you are special, the likes of which i have never seen before. magic requires incantations, spells — it takes years to study. what i saw you do was elemental, instinctive. ❞ ❝ you are a question that has never been posed before. ❞ ❝ have you ever studied magic ? ❞ ❝ what are you doing in here ? ❞ ❝ oh, don’t run away ! ❞ ❝ look, i’ve told you you’re an ass. i just didn’t realize you were a royal one. ❞ ❝ what are you going to do ? got your daddy’s men to protect you ? ❞ ❝ i warn you, i’ve been trained to kill since birth. ❞ ❝ wow. how long have you been training to be a prat ? ❞ ❝ i warn you, i’ve been trained to kill since birth. ❞ / ❝ wow. how long have you been training to be a prat ? ❞ ❝ you can’t address me like that. ❞ ❝ you can’t address me like that. ❞ / ❝ sorry. how long have you been training to be a prat … my lord ? ❞ ❝ you’re in trouble now. ❞ ❝ wait. let them go. ❞ ❝ they may be an idiot, but they’re a brave one.  ❞ ❝ there’s something about you … i can’t quite put my finger on it. ❞ ❝ how could you be so foolish ?! ❞ ❝ they needed to be taught a lesson. ❞ ❝ magic must be studied, mastered, and used for good. not for idiotic pranks ! ❞ ❝ if i can’t use magic, what have i got ? ❞ ❝ if i can’t use magic, what have i got ? i’m just a nobody, and i always will be. ❞ ❝ i’m not a monster, am i ? ❞ ❝ why am i like this ? please, i need to know why. ❞ ❝ take this. it will help with the pain. ❞ ❝ will you sing for me tonight ? ❞ ❝ will everyone be there ? ❞ ❝ yes. it’s certainly too late for [ name ] . ❞ ❝ it’s certainly too late for [ name ] . ❞ ❝ where are you ? ❞ ❝ i am here. ❞ ❝ how small you are, for such a great destiny. ❞ ❝ your gift, [ name ] , was given to you for a reason. ❞ ❝ i don’t see what this has to do with me. ❞ ❝ [ name ] is the once and future [ king / queen / ruler ] who will unite the lands. ❞ ❝ there is no right or wrong … only what is, and what isn’t. ❞ ❝ i’m serious. if anyone wants to kill them, they can go ahead. in fact, i’ll give them a hand ! ❞ ❝ none of us can choose our destiny, [ name ] … and none of us can escape it. ❞ ❝ there must be another [ name ] , because this one is an idiot. ❞ ❝ i’ve been thinking about [ name ] . i wouldn’t touch them with a lance pole. ❞ ❝ pass me that dress, will you, [ name ] ? ❞ ❝ just because i’m the king’s ward, that doesn’t mean i have to accompany them to the feast, does it ? ❞ ❝ this is so sweet. how will i ever repay them ? ❞ ❝ i love singing, you know. i sing all the time. my betrothed says i have the voice of a fallen angel. ❞ ❝ they look great, don’t they ? ❞ ❝ [ name ] , believe me, i’m not ordinary. ❞ ❝ you saved my [ role ] ’s life. the debt must be repaid. ❞ ❝ don’t be so modest. you shall be rewarded. ❞ ❝ seems you’re a hero. ❞ ❝ i knew you were a hero from the moment i met you. ❞ ❝ this was given to me when i was your age. i’ve a feeling it’ll be of more use to you than it is to me. ❞ ❝ [ name ] , [ royal title ] [ other name ] wants you right away. ❞ ❝ your destiny is calling. you’d better find out what it wants. ❞

[valkugo]

“No one can hurt you the way a mother can. No one can love you the way a mother can.” T Kira Madden

Aegon + Alicent and Jace + Rhaenyra in HOUSE OF THE DRAGON (2x04)

[occultst]

this is a private      &      selective blog for    𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐤   ,  an original character with southern gothic     &    folk horror witchcraft ties , written &     created  by  darian. this character is entirely my own creation , & i am in the process of writing a novel about him. studying  themes  such  as :   living deliciously , substance abuse , living too long , religious trauma , witchcraft , undying devotion , nature vs nurture , hedonism , losing a soulmate , corruption , & grief.

created  by   darian   (  27  ,  she/they  ,  pst  )   created oct.  2016 , re - est. august 2024.

[wcrriorhearts]

@aeghon said: ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . (Jaehaera <3)

A giggle fell from the girl's lips when she felt her father's hand in her hair, messing it up. She was notorious for refusing the maids to braid it elaborately, preferring it to be open and flowing down her back. Being young enough for them to begrudgingly accept it, her long locks were unbound again today, falling like a veil around her as she said hunched over her toys. The girl had taken to playing in her father's chambers since his accident to keep him company. Since she was a very quiet child who did not bother anyone, the Maester had never disagreed to her presence, not even now that her father was improving and could move around the room again.

"Papa, don't", she said, but grinned up at him. Much to everyone's surprise, her speech had improved significantly lately and it was all due to her decision to start reading to her unconscious father. Haera had found confidence in her own words by calming her nerves in thinking that the King was unable to hear her, therefore would not judge her for stumbling over them. With time, she had forgotten to care about whether or not he was awake. And when her reading improved, so did her ability to speak better without anxiety. "I'm working. You distract me." She pointed towards the army of small wooden figurines she had neatly put down in several rows, as it was her habit. This was Jaehaera's idea of playing, odd as it might be to others.

[aeghon]

𝕴𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆 𝖘𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖉 𝖔𝖋, but Aegon did take pride in his little Jaehaera refusing to have her hair done. He took no part in maintaining his own either, preferring it to be cut to the shoulders and left as it was. His daughter was like him that way. Whether it was a habit she learned from him or something discovered entirely on her own, he did not know. She was an odd child, shy and quiet and keeping so much to herself, barely able to start properly bonding with him before he found himself bedridden, scorched and broken and barely coherent while being given a consistent dose of the milk of the poppy. Gradually though, he regained his strength little by little, able to listen to the going-ons around him. He frequently was made aware of Jaehaera, sitting by his bed and reading aloud to the best of her abilities, stumbling over her words and sounding them out while under the impression that he was entirely unresponsive. He enjoyed hearing her improve with every visit, and it never failed to bring a smile to his face while he listened to her tiny little voice speaking so softly.

Though not without pain or struggle that Aegon managed to walk, it was progress all the same. Where Jaehaera sat on the floor, playing with her wooden toys, he approached her to give a playful and affectionate ruffling of untamed silver hair. Her reaction elicited soft laughter from him, a sound that was rarely heard from Aegon these days. He hardly found reasons to smile. Aemond's betrayal, the assumed death of his dragon, and the state he was left in left much to be desired. His daughter was the only light he had left in his world so dark.

❝ Working? ❞ Aegon questioned, ever amused, while he observed the rows of toys below him. Whatever game this was, or whatever her end goal was, he really couldn't be sure. Jaehaerys had played with toys much differently, in a way that was much simpler to understand. ❝ Tell me what it is you are so hard at work on, daughter. All these rows. What are they for? ❞ He didn't expect a full answer, nothing eloquent and strung effortlessly together, but Jaehaera had been making noticeable improvements in her speech. Where he could, he liked to encourage it.

[eyeofvengeance-deactivated20250]

// Aemond and Aegon in a nutshell.

[eyeofvengeance-deactivated20250]

Aemond's expression shifted, losing some of its usual hardness as he watched Aegon's initial confusion give way to a smile. It was a rare sight, one that Aemond hadn't seen in far too long. The night was meant to be a reprieve, a brief escape from the crushing weight of the crown and the responsibilities that came with it. As Aegon extended his hand, Aemond clasped it firmly, an upspoken acknowledgment of the bond they still shared despite everything that had come between them.

With a practiced ease, Aemond swung himself onto Vhagar's saddle, settling behind Aegon. The ancient dragon rumbled beneath them, her massive wings stirring the air as she prepared to take flight. Aemond leaned in close, his voice carrying a mix of warmth and determination as he spoke.

" There's something I want you to see, brother, " Aemond said, his tone uncharacteristically gentle, almost as if he were trying to recapture something from their youth. " A place not far from here. A place where we can remember who we are, and why our cause is worth fighting for. "

With that, he gave Vhagar the signal, and the great dragon leaped into the sky, her powerful wings cutting through the night air. They ascended quickly, the lights of King's Landing growing smaller beneath them as they soared higher, the world below becoming a blur of shadow and moonlight. For a moment, it was just the two of them, flying free, leaving behind the burdens of their titles, the weight of the war, and the conflicts that threatened to tear them apart.

Aemond guided Vhagar toward a secluded spot, a hidden valley not far from King's Landing. The area was surrounded by steep cliffs and dense forests, a place that was both tranquil and protected, known to few but the Targaryens. It had been a favoured retreat for their ancestors, a place to find peace in the midst of chaos. As they descended, the sounds of the war seemed to fade, replaced by the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant call of night birds.

Vhagar landed gracefully in a clearing, her enormous form settling into the earth with a soft thud. Aemond dismounted first, turning to offer Aegon a hand. The air here was cool and crisp, a welcome change from the stifling heat and tension of the capital.

" This place, " Aemond began, his voice quiet but filled with reverence. " Was once a sanctuary for our ancestors. A place where they could reflect, gather their strength, and remind themselves of why they fought. It's a place of peace, where the burdens of the world seem a little lighter. "

He gestured for Aegon to walk a short distance to a rise overlooking the valley. The moon cast a silvery glow over the landscape, highlighting the natural beauty of the area. It was a place untouched by the war, a stark contrast to the turmoil that raged beyond the horizon.

Aemond turned to Aegon, his expression more open and unguarded than it had been in years. " This is what we fight for, brother. Not just for the throne, but for the chance to have moments like these. To protect what is ours, to secure a future where our children can know peace. We may be Targaryens, born of fire and blood, but we also have the power to create something lasting, something beautiful. "

[aeghon]

𝕳𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕬𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖉’𝖘 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖑𝖞, Aegon assisted him in stepping out of the window and onto his awaiting dragon. He trusted him not to fall, but the possibility was always there and it was an awful long way down, promising death or numerous broken bones. His brother promptly settled behind him in the saddle with ease, long silver hair draping around him while he leaned in closer to speak to him. ❝ Remember who we are? Must you always speak in riddles? If I didn't know any better, I would think you mean to take me to the tombs. ❞ He stated, his hands clutching to the saddle just as Vhagar began to take flight.

It was strange to be on top of another dragon. The world looked so much smaller from here than it did on the back of Sunfyre. His own dragon was magnificent and easily the most beautiful in all of the realm, his scales gleaming gold and his voice a song, but he was significantly smaller (and younger) than Vhagar. This marked his first time riding on his brother’s dragon. They didn’t allow anyone except their riders to fly on them, lest their rider be accompanying them, and Aegon never had a reason to climb aboard Vhagar until today. Just like riding Sunfyre, it was freeing to be in the air, taking to the skies and stars and forgetting about responsibilities for a while. A taste of fleeting freedom.

Once they landed in a clearing, Aegon waited for Aemond before beginning his careful descent down, clinging to the ropes and the net that hung from her saddle. Near the bottom, he grabbed for Aemond’s hand and hopped on down, using him to anchor himself after his boots thudded against the ground. It seemed awfully tiring to have to climb the net every time to get onto Vhagar’s back. It was perhaps the only disadvantage of having such a massive dragon that he could think of. ❝ You brought me to a...❞ Aegon paused, his gaze surveying his immediate surroundings in his effort to understand what was so special about this place. ❝ A fucking hill? Wonderful. ❞ he finished listlessly, a look of apathy worn upon his features.

Though unimpressed, he would humor his brother by approaching the rise he'd been gestured towards. Aegon crested the top with a few lazy strides, and it was there that he saw an expansive valley coming into view. He stood still while he looked upon it, realizing now that it was much more than a simple hill Aemond was wishing to show him. During the day, he imagined it to be vibrant and green, the water running through it the brightest of blues beneath a cloudless sky. But under the pale glow of the moonlight, it was especially serene and tranquil, the stars and moon reflected in the streams. No buildings were nearby, nothing man made that threatened to destroy the environment.

Since he was young, Aegon had little interest in leaning into his Targaryen blood beyond owning a dragon. Because he felt his family rejected him, he wanted to reject anything that would tie him too closely to them in turn. That included cutting his hair short and neglecting reading up on history books. He knew some things of their ancestry, but not as much as Aemond would know. Was it through reading that he'd discovered such a place? How long had he known of it for? Aegon was quiet for a moment while his brother spoke, processing his words and trying to picture a future that didn't include ruling over a kingdom of ash. At one point he had wanted peace, even going as far as to tell his mother that he wouldn't challenge Rhaenyra. She could have the throne. Too much blood had been spilled now on either side, promising a bloody and gruesome war. ❝ Is that what you think about when you come here, brother? Peace? ❞

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AEMOND vs AEGON's council

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