The Grey Wolf & The Golden Dragon | Aegon Targaryen II

The 'L' Word

Aegon

Aegon rolled out of bed after listening to his mother rant at him for what felt like an hour, as if Aemond's complaints hadn't been enough. As if the look on Alysanne's face hadn't been enough...

And yet, she had gone into the city to find him; she had stripped him down and bathed him without a word of complaint. The hazy memory of her fingers in his hair and her hands on his skin made his throat tighten.

Straightening his shirt, he looked at himself in the mirror and pushed his hair back off his face. What the fuck does she see in me? He ran a finger over the dark, purple circles beneath his eyes and sighed, reaching for his tunic. He realized, in the end, Alysanne was just another person for him to disappoint. Perhaps everyone would have been better off if he had married Helaena. Alysanne certainly would be...

Thanking the Gods for whatever concoction Alysanne had given him for his head, Aegon made his way to the dining hall, taking a seat across from his glaring mother. Wanting nothing more than to anger her, Aegon reached for the jug of wine, his gaze on her as he filled her cup. Alicent's eyes narrowed at him, and she pursed her lips, but she said nothing.

Alysanne entered the hall with Elin at her side, the pair quickly taking their seats and Aegon averted his eyes. His betrothed was wearing green; something about it reminded him of his mother and he had to look away. For the first time since he couldn't remember when, Aegon truly felt guilty over his drinking. Not for the state Alysanne found him in, but for his need to drink in the first place.

Clearing her throat, his mother bowed her head and they all followed suit, listening to her pray. The longer Alicent droned on the more anxious Aegon felt. Unable to meet Alysanne's eye, Aegon looked at Elin instead. In truth, he'd never truly given her a second glance and he realized she was quite pretty. Her copper hair fell to her waist in soft ringlets, and she had chosen a cream-colored gown that complimented her skin... And showed quite a lot of it.

"Stop fucking staring at Elin's tits..." Aemond leaned over and hissed, making Aegon jump. Clearing his throat, he looked at his younger brother, shaking his head in denial. "Yes, you were..." Aemond insisted, rolling his eye.

"My prince, you look much improved since I last saw you..." Alysanne finally addressed him from the opposite corner of the table, nearly halfway through their meal.

"Yes, I am, my lady. Thank you..." When he finally looked at her, Alysanne was staring at him expectantly, waiting for him to properly greet her. Her eyes... Aegon loved those grey eyes; the way they pulled him in and made the world around them fade away. Then she smiled at him. Despite everything she had gone through for him that morning, she smiled at him, and Aegon could breathe a little easier.

Aegon finally allowed himself to look at her, his mouth gaping as his mind truly registered what she was wearing. Alysanne was wearing green, but her dress was far from anything the Queen would ever wear. The center of her bodice dipped low on her chest, coming to a sharp V just below her breasts, which were pushed up by the corset of the gown. She was showing as much skin, if not more, than her lady-in-waiting. Fuck, her tits looked amazing... Aegon couldn't keep her eyes off her as she leaned forward and said something to Elin that made her laugh.

Then she stood and leaned over, reaching for the jug of wine, her eyes met his once more, a smirk spreading across her face as she caught him staring. The dress clung to her curves, the metalwork on the sleeves and bodice only adding to the allure. Aegon knew the dress was far too hot for the weather they'd been having; the fact that she was wearing it because he commissioned it for her pleased him more than the dress itself.

"Now that we are all together, I thought it might be a good time to talk about the wedding." Alysanne frowned and stiffened at the Queen's words, immediately setting her cup on the table. She was upset about something...