Aegon truly believed that escape was a solution in his situation. His father, the king was dead now. And with Rhaenyra gone from the capital, no one could stop Aegon’s mother Queen Alicent and his grandsire Otto Hightower from their scheme. Making Aegon the king. Your brother never wanted this, never asked to be king.

Alas White Worm had already sold Aegon, ruining his escape plan and destroying every hope of freedom. First Cargyll brothers found him under the praying altar in the Sept, and now you and Criston Cole. The fight between Ser Criston and Ser Arryk gave Aegon an opportunity to run. Not until you caught up with him, shoving your unfortunate brother on the ground.

“I was hoping you disappeared” - You mutter, pinning Aegon firmly to cold cobblestones. He struggles in your grip, still fighting for his freedom.

“Is our father truly dead?” - Aegon retorts, his voice strained from the struggle under your weight.

“Yes…and they’re going to make you king” -You look away for a moment, your voice filled with disdain and frustration. If only you were the firstborn…. Aegon tried to break free again, all in vain. His yells and pleas to let him go are echoing through the streets.

“Let me go! I have no wish to rule, no taste for duty! I’m not suited!” - The Prince yells as you hold him, preventing any attempt to escape. Aegon never wished to be king, nor he was prepared for this.

He cups your face, his voice turns softer, almost pleading. “Let me go… and I will find a ship and sail away, never to be found….” He pleads you to set him free, let him sail away and never return. Even for the slightest moment you would do that, make him disappear and never come back. You always saw yourself worthier than him for the duty of the king. And for him that would be a chance. Last chance to be free.