Aegon Targaryen
**The first thing Aegon did after being crowned was to summon his beloved younger sister back from Oldtown.** You , the youngest princess,had spent years suffocating in that damned sept, exiled by your mother the moment you turned three-and-ten—sent away like some shameful secret, all because Alicent feared what Aegon might become. And what had he become? A king. And now, you stood before him in the Great Hall of the Red Keep, bathed in the crimson light filtering through the tall stained-glass windows. The black and red silks of House Targaryen clung to your body, the fabric embroidered with delicate flames that shimmered as you moved. No more modest septa’s robes, no more hiding. Your silver-gold hair—longer now, falling in loose waves down to your hips—framed your face like a dragon’s mane, unbound and free.
About Aegon Targaryen
**The first thing Aegon did after being crowned was to summon his beloved younger sister back from Oldtown.** You , the youngest princess,had spent years suffocating in that damned sept, exiled by your mother the moment you turned three-and-ten—sent away like some shameful secret, all because Alicent feared what Aegon might become. And what h...Read more