don't just stare , come in . ( @lannisther )
"I can stare as long as I please. I am King." He said in a matter of fact. He might not have a crown, yet, but he was by the grace of his mother and she had been queen then. By the law of succession, the crown fell upon him even when two other dragons crossed the shores for them. A supposed nephew, one he does not believe, and another, his own sister, with breathing living dragons.
"I just wondered what your big plan is now. The Stormlands are rallying behind this. . .Aegon. Claiming to be my nephew." There is a short pause as the dragon king comes forward, eyes on the solar that he guessed once belonged to his mother before she was Queen and breathed in. The vestiges of Dragons or anything related to Valyria were gone, broken and removed by Robert Baratheon. All that remains is one dragon skull on the tunnels, Balerion the Black Dread taunting them all from the underbelly of the Keep.
"My sister has three dragons. And this boy, who I doubt is really my nephew, is gathering folk to his side simply because he claims to be Rhaegar's boy." Father had taken Rhaegar and his children out of the succession when suspicions rose that his brother was going to start on a civil war, and the crown fell upon him. Lilac eyes share on the view before them, King's Landing looked peaceful from this distance at least. "Daenerys will not use the dragons. Not without incentive. And Aegon. . .well, I can dismiss his claim with ease."