selcouth | aegon targaryen (ii)

selcouth

In Winter's hall, where shadows weave,

A prince and lady, hearts deceive.

Hyacinth, a noble's grace,

Dances with Aegon in the moonlit space.

Beneath the candles' soft embrace,

Whispers twirl, a secret chase.

A kiss, a dance, the night unfolds,

In Winter's grasp, where love beholds.

Yet politics, a shadowed game,

In the dance of power, hearts aflame.

In quiet chambers, wine's sweet spell,

Aegon, Hyacinth, in secrets dwell.

Dragons' whispers, princes' plight,

In Seven Kingdoms, love takes flight.

Winter's frost, a tale profound,

In the realm's dance, destiny's bound.

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