#house of the dragon aegon

[the-fiction-witch]

Orland and Ophelia

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Shela (Fleabottom Smallfolk Girl) Rating - Sweet AF Word Count - 3093

Aegon sits in a tavern down the deep pits of fleabottom, the place dirty, bloody and grim, the place almost empty as the sun begins to rise most heading back to whatever holes they hide in from the light. Aegon sits at a table on his ninth ale, he's hiding down here away from his family and he was a common sight in this place. He had snuck away from the red keep, away from his family and their chaos as he often did. Shela the bar girl walks with her rag cleaning up the mess from the evening in her long brown skirt, white blouse, a small apron and a blade on her hip, her Y/H/C hair pinned up but slowly falling from the night of work,

"Another round." Aegon signals another drink by lifting his tankard. He looks extremely tired. This is a regular, almost nightly occurrence for him to get completely drunk in this place.

"That's the last one," she warns him,

"Another one Shela." Aegon's voice sounded very slurred. He didn't even bother to look at her as he spoke.

"And I said no." She told him, "You've had enough Aegon." She said sternly,

Aegon let out a long sigh as he looked at her with a frown, now turning to face her. She really thought she had that much power to deny him a drink. He was the prince after all. For a moment he stared at her with a scowl on his face. Was she really gonna play that game with him? He then turned back to his empty cup for a moment knowing she was what stood between him and another drink, "Fine."

"You can stay as long as you like, but no more drinking. Else you'll find yourself head first down in the rain pits," she explained picking up his tankard to wipe his table and kissing his head as she took the tankard away and back to the bar so he definitely couldn't have another drink.

Aegon seemed to be contemplating his next move after she took his tankard away. For a moment he even looked like he might go after her with the intent of taking the tankard from her. He needed that drink, but then something stopped him. Perhaps it was the kiss she gave him. Or perhaps it was his own stubbornness and pride. He and Shela had of course kissed before, he had taken her to bed when drunk more than once and even though he knew that the kisses still made his body feel warm, but he snapped at her, "I hate you."

"I'm well aware Aegon,"

"Then why do you insist on staying with me?" Aegon had never really noticed it before but when he spoke, he realized she was the only one who never abandoned him. His parents were too busy, His siblings either resented him or feared him. But here she was, always. He couldn't think of a reason why she would want to stay when he was so drunk and miserable. Why was she?

"Well.. no matter how drunk you get you always pay your tab in gold dragons,” She chuckled, “You get into fights but you never break anything most of the time you fight outside, you’re a very loyal customer. And you can at rare times before a very sweet man."

Aegon couldn't believe what he was hearing. Did this woman, a bar-maid for seven hells, actually like him? Did she believe he was sweet? This was absurd. There were so many men in the Seven Kingdoms more worthy of her affections. Men more handsome, more charming, more...perfect. It became obvious to him that it was the alcohol speaking. And perhaps his own loneliness. Aegon tried to shrug these thoughts off and instead waved his hand to wave her off. "Whatever."

"You always get some grumpy when you drink," she chuckled,

Her comment hit a nerve with him. "I am not grumpy." He was silent for a moment before asking her a question as his own curiosity. "Why? Why do you stay? You could have any man you want. Any guy in Westeros. And you choose to hang out with a drunkard, with a prince no one respects and who's not worthy of love?"

"who says you are not worthy of love?"

"Don't you know the things they say about me in King's Landing?" He looked her directly in the eye as he spoke, making sure she was looking at him directly. "I am called a drunk. A fool. An idiot. A disgrace to the Targaryen name. I will never be loved by anyone. Not ever. Because I do not deserve it."

"all kings and lords are drunks. Most are also fools and idiots. The Targaryens have ruled a dynasty longer then anyone can remember, there have been many disgraces Aegon. You will not the the first nor will you be the last I'm sure of it. And I would make a bet one day there will be targaryens even worse then you that will make your crimes and your unworthiness seem like footnotes of history. You have not had time to find your talents with all this madness going on. And everyone deserves love in some way or another," she explained as she came over gave his head another kiss and set down a plate of hash browns and bacon a nice breakfast for him something she never usually served to people,

Aegon was speechless for a moment. He didn't like the fact that she was being so kind. It almost made him feel like...like he was wrong. And he knew better than this. This was the first time that maybe he was actually...wrong. No one had ever talked to him like this. Perhaps there was something to her story....but he still wanted to be stubborn and refuse being wrong. He took a bite from the hashbrown and spoke softly. "I still hate you..."

"I'm sure you do," she chuckled

He ate another bite and then another before he spoke. "Have we ever kissed while I was sober?"

"Not that I recall" she shrugged cleaning sine tankards behind the bar "Then again you’re so rarely sober here... I think I've only seen you sober... Twice... And both of those you were just hungover"

He kept eating his food in silence before asking her another question. "Are you married? I don’t recall ever asking,"

"You’ve never asked, and Not married no, honestly having a husband as a bar maid is sort of an occupational hazard they often get jealous and get beaten up usually. But I do have someone special,"

He stopped eating for a moment, almost choking on the bite he took of food as he processed what she just said. He couldn’t believe he was hearing this. “You DO? But you’ve kissed me so many times… and we’ve-” There was a hint of bitterness in his voice now. She was the first woman who he thought cared about him, and she already had someone.

"yes? Relax I'm not dating my special person it's a very different relationship but I love them very much,"

Aegon raised his eyebrows as he was taken aback by the unexpected answer. So she did love someone else, though apparently it wasn’t in a boyfriend or girlfriend sense. “Then what do you mean by special? Family?” He asked curiously for the first time, about the woman he was kissing and sleeping with so often, but never knew anything about.

"mhm, my twins" she nodded,

Now that was most certainly unexpected. He had no idea she had children. He took a bite of food and then asked her another question. “How old are they?”

"three."

“Boys or girls?”

"both one boy and one girl"

"What are their names?"

"Orland and Ophelia"

He was surprised by their names. They were quite beautiful. He had thought more common names. Aegon had a look on his face of pleasant surprise as he spoke again. "Are you going to give them another sibling?"

"I'm not planning on it but I wasn't planning in having them so if it happens I guess" she shrugged,

"And who is the father of your children?" He wanted to know more about her now and even if he didn't like it the breakfast and this chat was certainly sobering him up,

she didn't answer she simply continued to clean the tankards behind the bar, her eyes on the bar for a moment before she simply looked at him and that look told him all he needed to know, Aegon knew what that look meant, and when he did he almost choked on the last bite of food he had in his mouth. He tried to swallow it down but it didn't seem to go down. Almost like the food was stuck in his throat. All he could do was stare at her in silence after that, not even knowing what to say because he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

The silence between them went on for a bit when Aegon finally cleared his throat and spoke, though his voice was quiet and sounded hoarse.

“Shela Are you saying…?”

"yes. They're yours Aegon."

A long silence followed, as he looked at her in disbelief. His mouth was open and his eyes widened. Finally he spoke in barely a whisper. "You're joking?"

"Why would I joke about that? You think having a couple of Targaryen bastard's running around is something I'd like to be advertising?"

His eyes widened even more at the realization. The twins were his children. His blood. His flesh and bone. The thought alone overwhelmed him. For a moment he just stared at the ground. He was a father. And he had no clue. He was ashamed of himself. Ashamed that he had not been there for her, for them. He turned his head to look up at her again. "How long....how long have I been a father?" his voice trembling,

"well the twins are three. So add nine months from that. And I was pregnant about a year before the twins too but… I lost it"

"Oh gods...how come you never came to tell me about this?" He seemed hurt by that thought. She had his children. His blood. he'd been missing their lives for all this time.

"I did. I told you both times as soon as I knew. However, you were drunk and didn't care"

This had shocked him again. He didn’t even remember her telling him. He was so drunk all the time he couldn’t remember such things. Aegon tried to remember those memories but realized they were lost in the haze of alcohol that had clouded his past. He sighed as he realized not only did he have two children. He also missed his chance to be with the woman who truly cared for him and that in some strange way deep in his soul… he loved. He was a fool. He finally spoke again, his tone sorrowful. “Do they know about me?”

"of course they do"

He seemed surprised by that. He let out a long exhale and leaned back in his seat. His face had an expression of sadness and regret, but he tried to keep it hidden. It was his fault that she had been raising them alone for this long, and it was his fault that he was missing so much of their lives. He finally spoke with this mixture of emotions inside of him, the words laced with sadness. “Can I meet them?”

She set the tankard down, she checked the tavern was empty but the two of them. She went and locked the doors and drew the blinds clearly fearful of someone seeing her children and it became clear why, she unlocked the door that led to the basement apartment she and her children lived in and she called them up. And soon enough two happy little three year olds came into the bar, both had bright Targaryen blonde hair, Y/E/C eyes like Shela's, they wore decent clean clothes for smallfolk and seemed very happy little Ophelia even had a bunny stuffie under her arm,

Aegon's heart melted the moment he laid eyes upon his children. His son and daughter. A son and a daughter. The twins he had never known about. His children. He couldn't quite believe his eyes. And the way they came in so happily...he suddenly felt like a horrible father for being absent in their lives until now. But they didn't care. They were just happy at the sight of their father. That thought alone almost brought him to tears. He smiled at the sight of his children and waved them over. He had to meet them. He had so much to make up for. They were both so adorable. He hadn't felt this warm in a long time. The warmth he got after drinking was nothing compared to the warmth he got from seeing his children. His beautiful children.

Ophelia happily skipped over and hugged his leg, Orland was more tentative slowly walking over and sitting across from him, He gently bent down and picked Ophelia up, hugging her and holding her in his arms. He looked at her for moment before he spoke, his tone full of warmth. "Hello, little one."

Orland didn’t say a word, and Ophelia giggled happily at being picked up and sat on Aegon’s knee she nodded and took her bunny plushie moving it to use the plush to kiss Aegon’s cheek

"He is a bit... Standoffish" Shela explained fixing Orland's hair, "she however is a giggle pig" Shela smiled giving Ophelia a tickle and making her giggle like crazy

Aegon laughed aloud as he watched Ophelia being so affectionate. She was a sweet child. He also smiled and looked at Orland. He seemed to be the opposite of his sister. He was shy, stoic and quiet. He didn’t say anything as he sat across. Aegon smiled and waved for Orland to join him on his lap. He wanted to hold both this sweet children, his children.

Orland didn't move but he spoke "where have you been daddy?"

"Orland. Don't be rude" Shela said

A tear escaped Aegon’s eye at Orland’s words. He had not expected that question, but he shouldn’t have been surprised. He understood why he would ask that. Aegon was still their father after all. He wiped away his tear and spoke softly, he didn’t feel like he deserved the title of father but he was willing to fight for it. “I’m here now,”

"but mummy says your important, that's why you don't visit us. Mummy says it's not safe for you to visit us cause your family is all big and important" Ophelia said,

"We're bastards." Orland snapped. "That's why you don't come to see us,"

"Orland! What have I told you about that word!" Shela told him off

Aegon listened to them as they spoke. They knew they were bastards. He listened quietly to them as they spoke. He wanted them to know that he did not agree, "I am your father. You may be bastards as well, but that does not change the fact that you are MY children."

"we missed you daddy," Ophelia giggled

He was touched by the words. They'd missed him. How could he have missed such wonderful children? How could he have not known about the most precious beings in the world? He was ashamed of himself all over again now. But he was grateful to her that she had raised them so well. He chuckled softly as Ophelia giggled, holding her tightly with one arm and then patting her head with the other. His eyes went back to see Orland and he smiled again. "Can I hug you as well, Orland?"

Orland shook his head "you're just going to leave again, run off back to the red keep and never see us again, you'll get drunk and forget we exist -"

"Orland!" Shela said

"No! He's just going to leave us again. We're bastards, he can't stay with us, he will never want to stay with us he just wants to live in the castle with his royal family. We're just some bastards he doesn't care about us. And when you become king it'll get us killed when someone finds out"

This hurt Aegon. It hurt him more than any pain he had felt before. Orland was right, wasn't he? This is exactly what he did before. He left them. But he had been too stupid to see it. Aegon put Ophelia down and went to wrap his arms gently around his son. "You are not just some bastard's. You are my children. Yes I was an idiot. I was drunk and I forgot about you. But I will not leave you again. I promise."

Orland trembled clearly wanting to hug him back "But your just going to leave go back to the red keep and we won't ever see you again"

Aegon squeezed him gently to reassure him the moment he saw his son trembling. He would not let his son feel afraid of him anymore. "No. I don't care what they think there. I don't care what my sister thinks or any other person there thinks. My home...my real home now is with you. I won't leave you again. You are my children. And I love you no matter what."

"what about when the king's guard come looking off you, or your family, what happens when the king dies and your needed to be king. You'll leave us. You'll abandon us again. Kings guard will kill us for being bastard's" Orland hugged him but cried in fear

Aegon squeezed him gently and held him for a few seconds before speaking. He didn’t want his son to have fear and worry about such things. He would protect them no matter what happened. “No one will ever hurt you. If someone comes looking after me, I’ll make sure I’m strong enough to protect you. And if I have to become king then I swear to the gods that I will not abandon you ever again. The only thing that matters is you and your sister and I love you both.”

Orland trembled but decided to nod and trust him for now, Ophelia smiled and joined the hug so Aegon had both his children in his arms which made Shela chuckle, Aegon smiled at the sight of them both in his arms, their bodies tightly pressed against his. They were warm and soft and for a moment those four felt like a perfect family. The thought made him want to tear up, how could he have been so foolish before? He would do better. He would be the father they needed. He would never leave them again. They were going to be his entire world now.

[kimbee00]

𐙚 Aegon Targaryen 𐙚

🎀ྀིྀི ≽^- ˕ -^≼ My kitty meow meow looks tired with the weight of the crown. Someone bring his wine and tuck him into bed pwease ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

[talesofoldandnew]

I am so weak for his smile really 🥹

[exitpursuedbyavulcan]

Denouement (Aegon Targaryen x Reader) 18+

Warnings: attempted sexual assault, discussion of past sexual assault and rape, alcohol use, foul language, smut (fingering, oral sex, p in v, titty sucking), graphic descriptions of severe burns and injuries

Here's a first peek at my first Aegon fic - and my submission for the HOTD Big Bang! The full piece will be accompanied by lovely artwork by the lovely @aemondx so get very, very excited!

“Hontītsos?” She let out a pleased hum at the sound of the nickname, especially when his voice was so deep and gravelly from his exhaustion. “Yes, my prince?” Aegon opened his eyes, the peace fading from his face as he looked into her eyes. He looked unsure, almost afraid. It was a look she had not seen since he first came to her asking for her friendship and aid. “Am I a good man?” Her hand immediately stopped in his hair as she considered the question. “You have a good heart, Aegon,” she said, resuming her gentle caresses. Aegon frowned. “That is not the same thing.” “No, it is not.” She placed one hand over his heart, feeling it falter and race, and the other on his cheek to ensure his gaze remained on her. “You have done terrible, wicked things. Things that a good man would not do.” He nodded, all too aware of his past evils. She watched his eyes glaze as he remembered his past misdeeds, and knew how sharply his regrets pained him. His chin wobbled as he looked back up at her, tears slipping out of his eyes. “Will I always be wicked?” “No,” she assured, wiping away his tears. “But when you act on what your good heart tells you to do, when you atone for the wickedness of your past, I believe you will become a good man.”

Coming to @hotd-bigbang in November '23!

[pinkydevil16]

Aegon Targaryen x reader: part 7

Aemond stood before Otto, the younger man rageful as he held his sword, his grandfather trying to calm him as he lied through his teeth.

"She will be yours Aemond, it is known Jacaerys is a bastard. Vaemond is coming to demand Lucerys not be heir to driftmark, your father is too ill to attend so i shall sit upon the throne and make the council's decision. You do not need to worry, this engagement is a farce and Y/n is not aware of it." Aemond stepped forward, glaring at Otto as he swept his hand over his shoulder, dust falling onto the ground as Aemond fixed his jacket.

"I have kept my brother in line for years, kept the streets safe and done everything you have asked for me. I asked for Halaena and you gave her to Aegon instead, you promised me Y/n and now she is betrothed to Jacaerys. Be careful Grandfather, you are running out of people to exploit." Otto tried to smile back as Aemond turned and left, breathing out a shaky breath as he left to speak to Y/n. Aegon simmered in his room, Y/n was betrothed to Rhaenyra's son, for years now, she had never been within his reach. She had been stolen from him by Rhaenyra, and his brother had been plotting against him aswell. He had no proof but he saw the way Aemond looked at Y/n, the way he had stopped him from speaking up for her made it clear to him he could trust no one with Y/n anymore. She was a pawn to everyone around her, disposable and easily taken advantage of. 

Y/n was woken by a knock on her door, sitting up as she yawned, Otto entering her room as he locked the door behind him. Marching over to where she tried to scramble out the bed, falling off as the sheets wrapped around her legs, hitting her head harshly against the stone floor. Otto grabbing her arm to drag her up, her sheet wrapped around her front as she teared up looking at him in fear. She had been caught and he was going to give her away to the whore house, Otto grabbed her face tightly as she began to cry.

"Be quiet girl, you are such a burden now be quiet." He slapped her around the face as she would not stop, angered by the meeting with the King and Aemond he did not stop after one slap. Hitting her with the other hand as she fell back to the ground, moving away from him as he stood over her now shouting at her as she sobbed hugging her legs to her.

"Stop crying you useless girl!" Her bedroom doors broke of the hinges as guards barrelled into the room, Otto panicking as he tried to hide what he had done, Viserys hobbling in with Alicent holding his arm. Steadying him before she ran to her daughter, a cut along her cheek bone and eye already bruising from Otto's rings dragging along her skin when he slapped her. The guards gripping the older man tightly, Viserys turning around as Otto was forced to follow, his pleas filling the hall as he tried to explain himself to the King. Viserys had come to speak to Y/n, Alicent worried about her and wishing to inform her of her engagement, Viserys wanting to hear of what Aegon spoke about. He did not enjoy his children with Alicent often but Y/n was the least troublesome and he had always found it easier to love his daughters more than his sons. Alicent held her daughter as she cried hysterically, Aemond entering soon after as he stood at the door, watching Y/n as she clung off their mother unable to breathe. Aemond turned away, his heart broke as he watched Y/n and he had never thought Otto and her Septa could break her in such a way. He followed behind his father, entering the council room as Otto was forced to him knees, Viserys sitting in his chair as Otto looked towards Aemond. His eyes pleading with him to save him, a silent promise that he would fix everything but Aemond could not let him hurt his family anymore. 

Alicent pulled Y/n up, her body not able to hold her up as Sir Criston picked up her up, Alicent holding her hand as she tried desperately to calm her. Y/n cried out for Aegon as she curled into her mother's guard, her body shaking as he carried her towards Aegon's room. Alicent kissed Y/n on the head as she opened Aegon's door, Aegon sat by the fire drinking as his servant changed his bedding. Aegon turning to see his mother ready to be shouted at until he saw Y/n in Criston's arms, getting up and rushing to her as he held her head. Y/n finally calming as Criston placed her on Aegon's bed, Alicent sat next to her as Aegon crouched by her. Snapping at the servant girl to bring him wine and a cloth, Alicent confused as she swept Y/n's hair away, the blood dripping down her face as it mixed with her tears. Aegon turned to Alicent, his eyes red raw as he handed her the cloth to clean Y/n's face. Taking the wine he held it to her lips allowing her to drink it as she stopped crying to follow his gentle instructions, Alicent soothingly cooing at her as she wiped away the blood. A maester entering soon after as he brought salves and his small kit, giving Y/n a small dose of milk of the poppy to calm her more, applying the salve as luckily her cut did not need stitching. Alicent laid her down as Aegon cuddled upto her, drinking his own wine as he caressed her face, she realised how much she had kept from her children. She had stopped them from having such a loving relationship, she had allowed her father to manipulate her into making Y/n a terrified child. 

"It was a mistake, she is a troubleso-" Viserys cut Otto off as he raised his hand, he had heard enough of Otto's excuse, the idea Y/n was a troublesome girl boiled his blood.

"In all my years, out of all of my children, Y/n has been the only one who has not caused me distress, and you dare to sit in front of me and call her troublesome? After beating a Princess, Y/n will one day sit next to Jacaerys on the throne after Rhaenyra, and you dare to lay your hands upon her? This is treason Otto, i have given you enough chances but this will not be tolerated. Take him to the dungeons and lock him away." Otto pleaded as he was dragged away, Aemond stepping forward as Viserys sighed  he had too many problems happening at once and he was not well enough to be able to continue in such a way. Aemond nodded at him before leaving, planing to take Vhagar as he let out his frustrations, walking past Aegon's room to see Alicent and Aegon holding Y/n as she sobbed. It took Y/n hours before she finally calmed, the maester's giving her milk of the poppy every hour as well as Aegon supplying her with wine finally allowed her to pass out against her mother's body. Aegon moved her so she laid against his chest, her arms coming to wrap around his middle as he cuddled into her. Alicent moved back allowing her two oldest to cuddle into each other, Aegon curling around Y/n and sighing into her hair. Alicent pulled a sheet over them, brushing her thumb over Y/n's bruised eye and kissing her head, Aegon lightly pushing her away in his tired state. 

Sir Criston stood outside the room, Alicent exiting as she pulled the door closed gently, sighing against it as she stayed leaning her forehead on it. Turning her head to face her guard as he placed out his hand for her to take, her hand slipping into his as he brought her towards him and began their walk to her chambers. 

"Your father is in the dungeon." He spoke, keeping his eyes straight as Alicent looped her arm in his, trying to keep herself strong as she stood straight.

"He deserves to be, do we know when Rhaenyra will be arriving?" Criston shook his head as they approached her chambers, bidding him goodnight as she entered. Her door closed behind her as she sat by the fire, head in her hand as she cried gently thinking of her children. She had always brushed Aegon off as a child and forced him to see himself as a challenge to Rhaenyra, she had married him to Halaena believing she was helping Y/n but she had only made it worse. She regretted forcing him to marry Halaena, Halaena enjoyed the marriage because she was innocent and unaware but Aegon would never be a true husband to her, he wanted Y/n and soon she would be fully taken from him. She had been used and abused for years to keep him in line, Otto forcing her to see herself as less than her family, ready to be thrown to the Lords at any point. She remembered how spirited Y/n had been when she was a child, how she had become so reclusive after Aegon married, turning in on herself and no longer spending time with anyone but her Septa. She had always believed they were helping her, wanting her to one day be a strong and powerful Lady and instead they made her a weak mouse. 

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[kaelatargaryen]

Blurry season 2 Ewan on set crumb???? Fabian in all white on the end and I feel like that’s Tom and Ewan standing next to each other and barely visible? 🫠 he looks like such a dad whilst Tom looks like a hipster that’s been told he’ll spend his day in the wilderness lmaooo I love them

[imaginesofeverykind]

Witches Brew - Series Teaser

I recently read Napoleonville by @inthedayswhenlandswerefew (go and read everything they’ve written holy SMONKS) and the swampy, everglade setting just fucking embedded itself in my head for this one.

It’s KINDA a DnD AU, if you squint really hard it sits between something like DnD and I guess???

If you wanna be tagged when the full first part comes out let me know! <3 <3 <3

Warnings: HEAVY mention of blood, Magic described as visceral, magic is outlawed, catholic-centric monotheism demonised, Gore themes, language

Aegon ii Targaryen x F!WitchReader

Summary: To practice magic is to slight God with the devil's embrace. It is evil, sin, consuming and the price one pays is never worth what one seeks. Yet people, in times of desperation often turn to desperate measures, in Aegon’s case, medicinal remedy is not an option. No healer can undo what has been done. But the Hag tucked away behind reeds, water topped with algae and the voracious bog may be able to. For a price.

Vicious rapping squanders the peace and quiet of a relatively silent part of the swamp. Moonlight splits off, cutting through the canopy of overgrowth that shields a peculiar abode entangled within the trunk of an elder tree. The crickets sing among the toads’ baritone croaks until they cease, abiding by the loud pounding on the wooden door that barely stays on its hinges, splintering from wood rot.

”Please!”

A guttural plea, desperation lingering atop the vowels. No one ever came to the decrepit hut unless they were on the brink, teetering the veil of life, quite literally on death's door. But death hardly answered, in its wake, oftentimes stood you; for those who braved the trek.

He had almost given up, muscles begging him for rest, for a modicum of reprieve from the toil it took just to arrive at the steps of a stranger's hut. The weight, the pain, it was enough to finally buckle his shaky grime covered knees, splinters embedded themselves into the palms of his hands the moment his hands hit the wood beneath him.

“I need —,” a whimper, is all that managed to escape his throat. His eyes flickered to the body beside him — not body, he wasn’t dead yet — to his brother laying beside him, laboured breaths that sucked through his barred teeth in discomfort.

Lips curled into a snarl, he brought his fist down on the decking one final time, “open the door you fucking wretch!”

He nearly cowered when the door yanked open, yellow light spilling out into the dark bog from the hearth that roared inside. No one stood in the frame of the door, no one beckoned him inside the derelict home and despite this, he rose to his feet, scraping his newly acquired trousers. There was little energy left in him, just enough to drag the mauled body of his brother - one that inched closer to the afterlife - over the threshold of the hut.

”Sit.”

He spun on his feet, nearly tripping over the pile of wood stacked beside the hearth when his eyes landed on you, who had appeared, simply materializing from nothing. It was only mere seconds until he was set on you again, a frantic torment that willed him near you, “Hag, you must help him!” Despite his weary disposition, he demanded help.

A nobleman. You think, taking his appearance in. Both men donned the same white hair, similarly crafted attire that screamed wealth and you are automatically aware of who was inside your abode. The township off the kings road comes to your mind, owned by a Lord as it had been for the past century.

”Well?! Must I get on my knees?” He was angry, that much was clear, but he was more afraid than anything.

You waved dismissively, though not toward the stranger, the Lord. The table of apothecary jars and dissected creatures vanish, though they never are truly gone, and you gesture for the man to place his injured companion. He’s confused at first, most people are when they come to you. Magic was no longer what it was, you could feel it wane the harder religion sought to destroy it. He most likely has never seen it this close.

But he silently obeys, with great effort hauling his brother up on the table and like you had before, appeared behind him as silently as the fog that began to seep through the crack beneath the door. He flinched away instantly, you fought back a sly smirk but your focus was on the man with long matted locks. The hair was a brilliant white, the same as his brothers, identical as the Lord of the closest settlement, but it was marred with the crimson syrup of blood.

You bring a finger to his mutilated face, your pointed nails more akin to talons than humans, threaten to crack the white porcelain of his skin. Swiping a long line down, coating the pads of your fingertips in blood and bringing it to your mouth for a taste. Bitter. The able bodied man recoiled at the sight, but you pay him no mind as you examine the injured one.

His eye was gone. That can’t be helped.

”Can you heal him?” The man beside you asked, voice small, almost childlike and feeble. ”Name your price, make him whole again and I’ll — I’ll give you whatever you want. Fix him.” His anguish raked through your ears and rattled against your mind like razor sharp teeth, your neck instinctively lolling from left to right as if to ward off the discomfort that followed.

”They’ll know.” You answer cryptically, caressing the side of the younger man's face much like a mother would when tucking in a babe for the evening.

“Can. You. Fix. Him?” His patience was wearing thin.

You sigh, turning to face him properly for the first time since he arrived. Violet eyes. Magic touched his very heritage and yet his own kin sought to erase it, the irony was not lost on you. “He will be different.” You say as a warning, a politeness he certainly didn’t deserve yet you gave it anyway.

Anger overcame him, outstretching his and coiling his fingers around the scruff of your filthy dress to yank you toward him. You happen to catch the brief glint of silver, but you had caught it, the blade with your hand wrapping around it to stop it from piercing your chest. Not that it would have damaged your heart, you wonder if his intent was to scare or if he simply forgot which side the human heart resided.

The blade cut through your skin, rivers of red beginning to run down your wrist. The pain is welcome.

“Fix him. Or else I’ll drag you to Oldtown where you can burn in the circle you filthy animal.”

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[ravensareheretostay]

Dwell

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But Aegon stays because he thinks his love is enough. That perhaps the disease has been mistaken and he is once in his life enough, after all.

[the-fiction-witch]

Little Dove

Media - House Of The Dragon Character - Aegon Targaryen Couple - Aegon X Reader Reader - Y/n Targaryen (Sister of Ageon, Helena & Aemond) Rating - Flirty Word Count - 1495

Warning - Mentions of Abuse and SA

Aegon had been drinking so much that it seemed like a bright idea to take his little sister, who had rarely left the Red Keep before, for a stroll down the street of silk. The street was busy with people going about their business many not even looking twice to see the prince as him coming around was a fairly common occurrence, "So little dove finally left the nest. Thanks to the better brother. I'm talking of course about myself." he slurried a foul smell of alcohol wafting off of Aegon. Drunk men were everywhere, so Aegon's demeanour didn't attract much attention, 

Y/n chuckled as she walked the street of silk with her eldest brother, she wore a beautiful black and green gown as she held his arm partly guiding his drunk steps down the cobbles, she was very used to having to go out and fetch her older brother from whatever pit of sin he ended up in, "Aegon what are you talking about?" 

Aegon stumbled, "Isn't it obvious? I deserve you much more than Aemond does. I am the heir to the throne. He is just a second son. A spare." he grumbled, "I can be so much kinder to you than Aemond ever could."

"I do not doubt you would be kinder Aegon. But it's been agreed since the moment I was born, you are the heir to be king when father passes, you married haelena the first daughter. Then Aemond and I are to marry as the second son and second daughter, the two spares it is simply the way of it. Father and mother agreed,"

"But I could be much greater to you, little dove." Aegon leaned in closer, brushing his cheek against her. "Married or not, I can make you so much happier than Aemond can." Aegon grinned playfully, "You would be happier with me. I would make you so much happier than anyone ever could."

"I do not doubt you would, but there are things we cannot change, besides don't you love your wife and children?"

Aegon sighed and looked down at the cobbles. "You know mother forced me to marry her. And my children are a chore, you are the only one I care about."

"Aegon, that's very sweet and yes I do wish things had been different but these are the cards that have even dealt. We must learn to make the most of it. You know I will always be nearby, you and aemond are brothers you cannot allow this to come between you"

Aegon's expression sobered up a little. "You are right... you are right, little dove. I know. I know we have to play our cards right. I just... I wish things were different. That we had a chance to be together. But you're right that nothing can change the way it is. But I will always protect you, little dove. No one can harm you, no ever shall. Not as long as I breathe."

"thank you big brother" she cooed kissing his cheek

Aegon leaned his head against her. He was more affectionate to her than he had been to his wife at her best, or to anyone at their best really. Aegon seemed pleased to hear her call him 'big brother'. He was fond of that title. "So, little dove. Are you excited to be married?"

"... Honestly?"

"Of course, Are you not excited to be married?" Aegon frowned a bit, then he looked back at you, his expression solemn. 

"Not really..."

Aegon stopped walking and looked at her. He squinted his eyes, and his lips curled into a frown. Aegon tilted his head and placed a hand on her shoulder. "What is wrong, little dove? What are you not saying?" His tone was concerned and gentle.

"... aemond frightens me sometimes. He says thinks, does things, they frighten me that's all, but in sure I'll grow accustomed once we're married"

Those words shook Aegon to his bone. "Does he... hurt you?" His eyes widened. "Has he hurt you since the betrothal? Or done anything to scare you?"

"no he hasn't... Hurt me exactly he just scares me, he often tells me of frightening tales, of fights that end in bloodshed, makes me watch him in the practice yard against the poor squire boys, often threatens to take me riding on vahgar with him." She explained, "the other night he... I shouldn't speak I'll of him,"

Aegon's expression hardened. He hated it when his little sister was treated in such a way that she was frightened by anyone. Aemond did nothing to ease Y/n's fears, only made them grow worse. Aegon felt protective of her. "No, little dove, you must. What did he do that night?"

"he wanted a kiss before he left my chamber, I was feeling tired so I politely declined said I'd give him two kisses the next day but he got angry with me tried to pin me on the bed and take the kisses I owed him when I pushed him away he forced me against the wall and took far more then kisses as a punishment he said"

And he was furious. "He did what? Did he... take... take liberties with you?"

she nodded sheepishly 

"I want to know one thing and one thing only, little dove. Do you want to marry this man? This creature that calls himself our brother?"

"I do not... But father insists mother says it is no matter what he had done as my flower was long plucked anyway"

"I don't care what father says. I don't care what mother says." He paused again, and when he continued his voice was as cold as ice. "And I don't care what he says. I will not allow this. I cannot allow for you to be married to a man who you do not want. You are not his flower who has been plucked already. You are our family, and you will not marry a man who has used you."

"but if we are to follow the rule that no man who has used me can marry me... That would also mean you couldn't marry me" she giggled hugging his arm,

there was a slight smirk on his lips. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, "Oh, and why is that, little dove? Have I taken liberties with you that I don't know about?"

"It's strange... What you boys do and don't remember, do you really not recall what you use to do to me Aegon while we snuck around the red keep, when we made little blanket forts, when we used to... Kiss and touch in what's children should not" she reminds,

Aegon felt a weird sense of pride. Of course, he did remember those evenings. How could he not? It had been one of the most pleasurable memories of his life. “You are right, little dove."

"you hang your head as if in shame of those days? Do you regret our nights snuck away in blanket forts Aegon?"

"I certainly do not regret them, little dove. But... I suppose I am ashamed of what happened, or at least how wrong they are." He paused again, shaking his head. "I suppose I had forgotten that you looked fondly on those days. I had always thought they were a shameful memory for both of us."

"I recall no shame from that time. I was happy as we're you"

Aegon's lips turned up into a sad but genuine smile at the realization that she also had enjoyed that time as well. It was good to know that he hadn't been the only one, and that she had also felt pleased with it. "I suppose I was. Happy I mean. It's just that... as we got older, so did the guilt I felt. I always thought of those times as being so wrong and I felt horrible for it..."

"why? I wanted to play as badly as you did, never once did I deny you, I am sorry if I make you feel guilty for such things I do not think them horrible or wrong merely sweet experiments that I hold dear. And I'm sure if we were to make a blanket forts big enough for us both I'd be more then happy to continue our games "She smiled kissing his cheek

"My, my, little dove, are you suggesting what I think you are?"

she giggled "Depend what you think I am?"

"Are you suggesting that despite your impending marriage, you would like us to resume our... blanket fort games?" He looked at you, and his expression was almost bashful.

"mhm".she nodded

"And what if I said yes?"

"then I suppose we'd need to find somewhere to cuddle"

Aegon's lips curved into a smile. “Indeed we do little dove,” he smirked grabbing her hand and tugging her though the streets so they could find an inn for the evening to enjoy their time alone, 

[muqingswife]

how i think modern!aegon and modern!helaena looks like

@fan-goddess heres what you asked!

note: english is not my first language, im from brasil i speak pt br português brasileiro and im using the translator sometimes, sorry for my mistakes

lets goooo 😋

ok ill start with the same i started on aemonds (i just copied and pasted, if you've already read aemonds you can skip to the text under the dots, but if you havent read it, heres the link:

first off all, their family would remain a monarchy, maybe like danish royalty (i read somewhere that the Danish royals have more political power than the British royals or something like that, and i honestly cant think the Targaryens giving up any power that they could have) and here we DONT have incest!!!! read my thoughts below:

viserys didnt die yet and still being the king

he is rhaenyras stepfather so she can marry daemon with "no problem" and shes the heir of the iron throne

the line of succession to the throne would be: rhaenyra, jacaerys, lucerys, joffrey, aegon and viserys (idk whos the eldest), aegon, helaena, aemond and finally daeron

even though aegon is the 7th in the line of succession, he acts as if he were the first, which is unbearable most of the time

helaena on the other hand, doesn't care about royal duties as much as her siblings do 🤷🏻

they have the same hair as in the show, prove me wrong

aegon is a womanizer and everyone knows that, takes advantage of his title as prince to fuck girls (and even professors when he needs high grades 😶

helaena ALWAYS has high grades, she (try) helps her classmates when they're down in a subject but doesn't really have any friends, maybe 1 or 2 who are "close"

bc of that she stays more with aemond or with baela and rhaena

she is the quiet girl in the class, drawing random things in her notebook, sit next the window not too far forward and not too far back

while aegon is a total disaster - he sits with his little group at the back of the class and talks the whole class (idk if students still get sent to co-ordination for bad behavior in college, but if they are, he would definitely go at least 5 times a week

if he decides to study, he will give up after 2 minutes and the rest of the time, he is disturbing the class

returning to the appearance hc

this is how i imagine their style

i dont even know is that are rock or metal bands but he like this things and dont ask me the name of helaenas style, i forgot 😮‍💨

maybe aegon would have a band, like tom, i dont know if nobles can do that 🤷🏻

aegon would wear tighter clothes than my ass when i have a surprise test and helaena like looser clothes and specific fabrics (in my thoughts shes autism

helaena doesnt wear makeup and when she does, is not too much, almost imperceptible

aegon has dark circles

i think aegon would not be so tall, maybe 175cm/5'9 and helaena at most would be 168cm/5'6

as i said in aemonds post, helaena has a collection of insects, dead and alive

the collection of dead insects obviously she didnt kill them, she just found them and wanted to keep them to study

speaking of that, helaena would be an entomologist

SUNFYRE IS A GOLDEN RETRIEVER AND THIS IS CANON

dreamfyre is maybe a butterfly? im kind of confused which insect she looks like (im even afraid of flies and i really dont want to research insects 🥺

this was a little short because i dont have as much affinity with them than i have with aemond, but i hope u like it and help you with ur dr 💗

idk where u live but here in brazil its still 20th, i keep my promise 🥳🥳🥳

[talesofoldandnew]

Tom's style >>>>>>>

[erajoie07]

“I'm not going to leave just yet, Aegon. I'll stay next to you.” : Aegon Targaryen x OC Fanfiction (Angst)

Word count: 1.6 k

Purple text: in flashback

Summary: A travel in the lives of Aegon and Ellis. Ellis, the more she stays beside Aegon, the more she feels she is more than just a friend.

Warnings: Neglect, potential unwritten abusive past of OC, hurt

Writer's note: Hello! It's me! I hope you like read about Aegon. I really brought his character from the show into my writing. I didn't mean to post this, thinking no one might read it but I gave it a try today. The first draft consisted of Ellis being a maid, but I changed my mind earlier, that I made her a daughter of a noble whose reputation is outrageous (that's my first thought of him). By the way, 2nd semester started a week ago, that's why I wasn't posting. Don't worry, there is another unedited child fic of Aemond, and an unwritten Aemond x OC prompt. Thank you!!!

Aemond could not stand his brother. Margueritte reasonably hates Aegon. The Red Keep's servants are terribly scared and annoyed of him for his careless actions that contrast his station. Everyone thinks Aegon should stay hidden but he is the future king and he needs them more than he thinks he does.

Ellis is the daughter of a nobleman of House Ansel who strongly supports Aegon's claim to the throne, who then became a member of the small council for his influence, if not for the strong persuasion of Aemond for him to side with them. Ellis has heard countless rumors and stories of Aegon. Even she avoids his presence because of the unnamed possibilities. However, a part of her wants to justify his actions and blame his parents, King Viserys and Queen Alicent, particularly Viserys for his lack of effort to bring all his children together to oversee for he is not only the king, but also a father. Ellis gaslights herself that it's Aegon that marks himself to what he is now and it's a twisted personality. Personalities are not meant to hurt, right? Or choke, force, slam?

During the first few weeks of her stay in The Red Keep, she finds herself within the company of Helaena Targaryen as permitted. She plays with Helaena's children through a game of chase and building towers of books left by Aemond in the common room. Sometimes, Aemond would give her his eye when she stacks the books like that. She would also make fun of the children's hair by tying it to tall knots that makee them look like dolls with missing hairs caused by constant pulling. Helaena would throw a fit of laughter at them and the children would circle around them. 

Ellis is young and so her actions are what fits her age. Often she is scolded by her father because he sometimes hears complaints about her “playful action” that irritates. She would reason but her father would snap and question her talking back at him which she finds confusing because he asked and he would respond that way. 

Sometimes, Ellis is at Godswood, laying near the large foot trunks of the tree with a pillow underneath her head as she lays looking beyond. Peaceful and sober and without a care. 

It was a particular day, Ellis was at Godswood, daydreaming about characters atop each other as they bounce on cocks to chase pleasure. It was then when she heard a clanging sound behind her. She got up to check, slowly and carefully, sneaking behind the large trunk, only peeking her head. And lo and behold, the future king Aegon Targaryen, drunken from his wine and passed out from. Her eyes widen and she brings her palm to her mouth. 

“So it is true,” she whispered to herself.

Aegon stirred in his state and she hid herself for a while. When she checked on him again, he sat on the grass while he chugged another bottle of wine. That was when he saw her and the two locked gazes. One curious and one curiously angry, so she hid once more. Aegon stood on his feet, he wanted to know who she was. Ellis noticed that he was walking around, so she walked to the side to avoid him. Aegon followed her, while Ellis avoided him. Then his arm met the round of her waist, caught her by a startle.

“Prince Aegon,” 

Aegon's red-rimmed eyes that contradicted his furrowed eyebrows. Then they found themselves suddenly falling back to the earth, literally as they locked gazes once more.

Ellis can't help but wonder how that particular day led to this, to have the future king atop her lap as she caresses the libertine hair of his that strongly contrasts the Targaryen hair. There are days and nights that Aegon will take her for granted and use her for his needs—ordering her around and dismissing her concerns sometimes. Occasionally, he would tell her of things that he learned over the years to not disclose to others, one that includes how his father never loved them, instead focusing only on Rhaenyra. 

“Can you get my wine?”

Ellis sighs but obeys him because he is the king after all. She carefully lifts his head from her lap, slowly setting it down before she walks to the table to grab the wine goblet and fill it with wine. Aegon sits on the mattress and takes the goblet from her hands, returning it to her immediately. He drank it like water when he was parched from dehydration. Clearly, water does not seem to constitute his diet anymore. He returns to his original position and his eyes are positioned over her as he beckons her to come back to his bed. Ellis hesitates because they are under the cover of darkness and someone might spy on them both.

“Aegon, I have to go now. I will come back again tomorrow because I don't want to take any chances of being caught.”

Aegon does not reply then his eyes begin to swell with tears. He sits up once more.

“So soon, we have only just begun. I don't want you to go yet, I-I am your future king, I demand you to stay.”

“I will answer when my king will ask, but tonight as every night, I will again politely excuse myself  from your chambers and see you again on the morrow and the cover of darkness.”

Aegon grabs the bed sheet and simply wraps it around his waist as he gets off the bed.

“I ask you to stay, so you will answer by sleeping with me.”

Ellis' eyes widen and her mouth agapes. Aegon said the wrong words. Now  Ellis thinks he wants to bed her.

“No, I didn't mean that way, lie with me, not fuck you, me. Just stay in my chambers until dawn.” Aegon stumbles in his words and he crashes to the floor, crouching in frustration as he grabs fists of his hair in anger. Ellis stands there not knowing what to do— console or just let him be for a while. Aegon begins to rock himself back and forth. Afterwards, she hears sniffles coming out of him. Console. Ellis kneels to his level and wraps her arms around his body. She rubs his back, patting it after. His movement causes her to follow as well. She starts to hum a song of a woman who does not want the riches and wealth if she cannot have her lover by her side. Contradicting but it is the only song she can think of at that very moment. Slowly, Aegon stops rocking and gradually wraps his arms around her waist. That's when Ellis sits on her legs. Aegon lies on her lap.

“Do you want to lie on your bed now?” She asks him like a mother. He looks up at her with those eyes filled with pain and misery.

“Only if you stay for a little longer, I'll let you go soon, but please stay a little. You bring me comfort more than anyone else can.”

Ellis becomes pitiful of him, so she nods in return. 

Aegon climbs on the bed first, then Ellis who willfully takes his request to lie beside him when he pat the open side of the bed, scooting a little further to give her more space. Ellis gives a little space between them but Aegon is not having it so he skillfully pushes her close to his chest.

Ellis is not sure what stage they are both in. They are friends she thought, someone to talk to when Aegon is hurting inside, but why does his actions constitute something else between the common ground. Could it be that he thinks more of her or he just wants to tell her everything he wants to see without regarding feelings?

“Have I told you about my father carelessly acting towards me?”

No. And yes, Ellis is just some therapist.

“No, Aegon.”

“My father had a long time to name me his heir but he didn't. Instead, he named that bitch Rhaenyra as his.” he tucks a strand behind her ear.

“I could never live up to their expectations. Sometimes I feel like I am getting past my weight. I am no longer handsome, healthy, and I indulge in so much wine, I even forget about my children.”

Ellis checks on him. This is a different type of conversation they have together. It feels so solemn as if he is trying to redeem.

“I don't want someone to build me up just to be brought down.” He stops and he turns away from her. “You can leave now.” He adds with that monotonous tone. 

“I'm not going to leave just yet, Aegon. I'll stay next to you.”

Her father will be angry if he finds out. The lord of House Ansel is not keen on knowing the reason or even peacemaking. Truthfully, that man has a reputation that Aemond considered when he asked for his alliance. That is another day to tell, however.

“I care about you and spent a lot of time with you, just leave you like this.”

Aegon silently cries at her words, refusing to turn to her. He feels her hand on his shoulder.

For the duration of the night, they lay in bed with Aegon's arm on her waist, close to her breasts, while Ellis warmly grips his body with her arms. 

The next morning, Aegon wakes up alone in his bed, he feels hurt again and angry now. He notices something in the fist of his hand, a scrunched paper.

“If you wake up later, don't be angry because my father will kill me if he finds out, but know I will be at Godswood.”

[pinkydevil16]

Aegon Targaryen x reader: part 5

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Y/n felt ashamed as she dressed the next morning, her body scrubbed clean by her servant and hair braided out of her face, a deep green gown tightened on her body. Walking down towards the hall she kept her eyes down, back straight and chest puffed out as she had been taught, her personal guard a few steps behind as he winked and smiled at the ladies he passed. Y/n's mind ran away from her as she thought of the previous night, Aegon, her fantasies, her hand between her legs as she had sinful thoughts. She was not paying attention as she walked, until she bumped into a chest, hands coming to grab at their elbows as their hands wrapped around her waist pulling her into their chest. Y/n began to apologise profusely as she tried to move away, her hands moving away but the person pulled her closer, a hand reaching for her face to pull her eyes up so she could see who held her. Aegon smirked at her as he watched her eyes widen, her jaw open as she stuttered out an apology, his name coming out as a whisper as Aegon's hand held her chin tightly. His thumb grazing over her lips as he closed her mouth, her cheeks bright red and stomach tight as she stared at him; Aegon's eye softening as he inhaled, the sweet scent of lavender invading his every being. Y/n heard a cough behind her, Aegon's eyes darkening as he stared at whoever stood behind them, his hand gripping her waist as he dropped her chin. Otto stepped forward, his gaze on Aegon as he placed his hand on Y/n's shoulder, pulling her back harshly making her stumble away, gaze dropping to the ground as Aegon reached out to take her back. 

"Prince Aegon, Princess Y/n is a lady, you should be careful handling a Lady in such a way. You could cause many problems for her, i am sure your septa would not be too happy either Y/n." Y/n's eyes snapped to his as he spoke, Aegon seeing the fear in her eyes as she tried desperately to get out of Otto's hold, stepping away from the two men as they stared at each other. Aegon smirked as he stepped forward, shorter than Otto but he did not respect him nor fear him.

"You should not touch my sister, it may cause problems for you." Aegon turned to Y/n extending his arm knowing as a Lady she could not deny a man's escort without valid reasoning, Y/n smiling at him gently taking his arm before casting her gaze back to the ground. Otto and her guard following closely behind them as Aegon spoke to her in a hushed voice, his arm holding her close to him.

"Do not worry sweet sister, i have not told anyone of your late night mischief, atleast i have finally been able to have your attention once more." Y/n blushed darkly, Aegon watching as she finally looked at him, biting her lip as the flashes of Aegon and the servant girl came to the front of her mind.

"I have to admit Y/n, i do wish i had of seen you earlier, it would have made the experience more pleasurable to be able to see your face instead of imagining it." Y/n looked down, her body alight as his hand caressed along her arm, goosebumps coming up as he touched her, his body feeling like fire as he was finally close to her again. He wanted to pull her to his chambers, hold her close and make her whimper under him, his darkest desires having come back as he pulled her seat out, his eyes on her chest as she sat down. Aemond sat across from Y/n, an annoyed expression on his face as Aegon took her hand kissing it with a smile and sitting next to her, Halaena across from him as she played with a centipede. Otto glared at Aegon as he instead took the seat next to Halaena, Alicent seated next to Aegon as Viserys sat at the top of the table, his body slowly decaying although he refused to show how much it hurt. Aegon raised his cup to his mouth, a lazily grin on his face as he subtly raised his cup to Otto before downing it quickly, lifting his cup as a servant girl ran over. Her breasts bouncing in her outfit as she quickly poured him another drink, Aegon turning towards Y/n as she noticed the servant girl was the same from the previous night, seeing a dark bruise on her breast barely hidden by the garment in the shape of a bite. Y/n's eyes rushing back to the table as her face lit up, Aemond's eyebrows furrowing as he looked between his oldest siblings, staring at Y/n's bright red face as Aegon leered at her not interested in the servants breasts to the side of him. 

Aemond turned his gaze to Alicent's, giving her a small nod towards the pair as Alicent cast her eyes over seeing Aegon lean back in his chair and openly stare at Y/n as she politely conversed with Halaena. Alicent looking towards Otto as the three watched, Aegon finally removing his eyes to meet Aemond's a dark glare setting over as he drank from his cup, Aemond humming in acknowledgement of his brother's behaviour from childhood coming back. Y/n watched as food was placed around the table, her father not paying attention as the maester's handed him milk of the poppy to aid him whilst he ate. Otto as always plated Y/n's food, her septa and him keeping her on a strict regime to keep her in the perfect state for societal standards, although she was bustier than the average Lady, as well as wide child bearing hips which her septa deemed acceptable. Aegon hated how Y/n was strictly forced to do what Otto wanted, much the same as he was with his mother but atleast he could drink and fuck who he wanted still, Y/n was not permitted to drink and her virtue was something Aegon wanted to take more than anything. He wanted to corrupt her, watch as she cried out and begged him to fuck her harder, watch as he pounding in and out of her not giving her a break between orgasms. 

Aegon felt Aemond and Otto's eyes burning into him as he smirked into his cup, moving his hand to collect Y/n's as he kissed her fingers, the same that had been between her thighs the night before, not that he knew but Y/n felt as though she had been caught. Her whole body heated, her legs clamping together as she shifted to take her hand away, wiping her sweat on her dress as she concentrated her thoughts back to Halaena. The younger girl asking her if she had seen the beast beneath the boards, Y/n confused so she simply smiled and asked Halaena what her creatures name was, her sister excitedly answering hiding Alicent and Otto's whispering to each other. The king drinking his milk of the poppy, servants cutting his food smaller to help him eat, his wine cup refilled quickly as he stared at the wall and drank, uninterested in his children and wife. Aegon turned his eyes to Aemond, his grip on his knife making Aegon chuckle as he took a bite of the meat on his plate, Otto sneering at his grandson's disrespectful attitude. Aemond was pulled from his glare by Halaena, his sister wishing to speak to him of anything she thought of and Aemond could not deny his sweet sister his attention, Aegon taking the opportunity to drop his knife. Looking at Y/n as he stopped the servant from dropping to the ground, instead moving underneath, his hand snaking up Y/n's leg as she hid her squeal of surprise, Otto looking at her oddly before continuing his conversation with the King. 

With everyone's attention taken away Aegon gripped her thigh, pushing her dress up as he grabbed his knife, standing and sitting in his chair, skillfully moving it closer to Y/n as he kept his hand between her thighs. Her warm body heating his cold hand as she splayed his hand over her inner thigh, her dress covering his movements as she hastily looked at him, a cocky smirk on his face as he flexed his fingers, grazing her folds as he felt how wet she was. Moving his hand higher until he cupped her fully, her hand shaking as she hit her empty wine glass, Aegon moving to hide his hand as he leaned forward to stand it straight again. Waiting until all the attention was off the two until he moved his fingers, Y/n clamping her thighs around his hand as he did everything she had fantasied the night before. His rough fingers finding her clit as he played her like a flute, her hands clutching at her dress as she kept her head low, hair covering her face as Aegon watched her from the corner of his eye. Everyone's loud talking and the sound of cutlery and servants rushing around hid the small whimper's Y/n released, moving one hand to clutch his arm as she blushed deep red, feeling herself coming to the edge much quicker than her fingers had been able to. A mixture of humiliation and fear coursing through her as Aegon expertly rolled his thumb over her clit, making her jolt as Aemond looked towards the pair. Y/n forced to give him a sweet smile as he oddly looked away, luckily his patched eye faces her as she bit her lip do hard she drew blood. Feeling herself cum over Aegon's fingers as she did not stop, unlike the night before she had stopped instantly, the slightest movement making her feel like she would burst as he now brought her down. Her nails digging into his arm until he finally stopped, allowing her to breath out shakily and look at him, Aemond now turning to face his brother as Aegon brought his fingers to his lips. Aemond knew instantly what was on his fingers, his eye sharply moving to stare at Y/n as she quietly panted hiding her face, Aemond stood abruptly drawing all the attention to him as he put out his arm to Y/n.

"Come dear sister, i believe it is time you went to bed after the stress of the day." Y/n nodded quickly, muttering out a small goodbye as she tried to cover her shaky voice and hide her shaking legs as she walked beside Aemond. Aegon smirked as he brought his fingers from his lips, standing as he chugged his drink.

"I shall retire too, dinner was sweet enough i do not think dessert shall be necessary for me." Aegon smirked at Otto as he bid his mother goodnight, signally to the busty servant to follow him as he left. He planned to fuck her as he tasted Y/n on his tongue. 

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