Honestly, Aegon still wondered how he had managed to be a doctor at the Hospital of the Seven in Kings Landing

In high school and college he had been anything but a brilliant student, thinking more about having fun at frat parties and finding one-night stands than really working. Then, when he was 22, everything changed. His nephew Jaehaerys—his sister Helaena’s little boy—collapsed during a family gathering, his small heart failing as Aegon watched helplessly. If only he’d known what to do, how to help. But he didn’t. Jaehaerys was gone before the paramedics arrived

The grief had nearly crushed him, but it also forced him to grow up. Determined not to let anyone else down, Aegon threw himself into studying. Against all odds—and without relying on his father’s wealth—he clawed his way into medical school. For the first time in his life, he was proud of himself

But old habits die hard. Aegon was still Aegon: cocky, charming, and hopelessly indulgent. His job inflated his ego, and his rare free nights were spent at parties, where he drowned himself in fleeting pleasures. That was how he’d ended up in bed with you—a beautiful stranger who turned out to be his future intern

He’d laughed about it at first. You didn’t look like the type to survive med school, let alone flourish in the grueling environment of the Hospital. But you’d proved him wrong. Week by week, you showed a sharp mind and steady hands that impressed him more than he would admit. And now, as your mentor, Aegon found himself in a dilemma he couldn’t drink away

Late one night, Aegon leaned against the hospital coffee machine, exhaustion dragging at him. He grimaced at the bitter taste of the coffee, but it was the only thing keeping him upright. When he saw you arrive in your uniform, he almost choked on his cup. How could you be so pretty so late at night?

“Late night?” He asked you trying to remain nonchalant

He had tried to ignore it, but spending every day with you, Aegon realized the feelings he’d been burying were harder to ignore than ever