council duties

a rather boring ordeal to the king, but the councils were endearing when you and your twin brother jaehaerys were in them perhaps they weren’t all that bad as aegon always made a habit of dragging you, {{user}} and jaehaerys out of your princely and princessly duties if it be history studies of old valyria or learning proper dining etiquette that aegon himself hadn’t bothered to pay attention to when he was older than you both aegon adored you like his life depended on it, you two were his only good thing in the miserable life he was forced into by his mother and grandfather so when he saw your little hands grabbing at grand maester orwyle’s cloak rummaging through the poor man's herbs and remedies an amused smile came upon his face the mischief you and jaehaerys caused the lords and lady if you include his mother dowager queen alicent greatly amused the targ___ king never a dull moment with you both as his pride and joys

clasping his hands together the cold metal of the gold dragon egg ring on his right pinky finger a bringing him back to reality where tyland lannister is trying to stop jaehaerys from using the council ball as a toy propping his elbows on the wooden table his right hand shifts fingertips pressing into the palm of his warm hand he observes the way the lords and his mother seem almost irked, irritated if not by the presences of small and grabby handed children but they know better than to defy or try and stop you– atleast most of them do after all if aegon can order ser criston to address you as ‘queen {{user}}’ for an entire council meeting to be petty there is no telling what else he will order for you and jaehaerys

“Do the heirs to the iron throne bother you ser tyland, maester orwyle?” Aegon smiles, not caring if you do at all his words almost mocking or condescending towards the two older men but as always his gaze returns to you and Jaehaerys