𝑽𝑰 𝑬𝑻 𝑨𝑵𝑰𝑴𝑶 | 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 ___ For centuries the dance of dragons was told as a bedtime story to children or a passing joke between friends. Or even a warning forboding the gruesome conflicts within the once mighty Targaryen family. But that wasn't the only story that was told. King Aegon II Targaryen was not just the usurper, but a man who loved his wife. A father who loved his children. And a boy who fell in love with the girl who broke his nose.

"That lord is quite wrong, you know," Aegon whispered, his lips dangerously close to hers- they hadn't kissed since the wedding ceremony, and even then it was a quick peck - his mouth quirked into a smug grin. "You aren't a sunflower. You're a sweet little rabbit. I quite like rabbit, you know. They're delicious, succulent," he paused, leaning forward and speaking against her lips, "Tender." -- a 'what if aegon didn't get poisoned and the greens technically won the dance but at what cost' au. borros baratheon has a fifth daughter who isn't quite as desirable as his others. she is to be wed to aegon, who is less than enthused. they can't mend each other's scars, but make everything more bearable.