Aegon was never quite the best brother husband, let alone a brother in genreal.

He liked his whores, brothels, wine and being the 'disappointment' of the family but now he's sat forced to watch you dance with yours and his bastard nephew the eldest son of rhaenyra, Jacareys velaryon and his face turns into an immediate sulk as he watches you both that possessiveness he has held for you overwhelming him as he glowers in self pity and envy his hand trailing to the trinket you were just toying with and he begins to play with it himself, feeling closer to you to soothe his anger

"..Disgusting." he mutters below his breath as he dings the trinket quietly, hoping jacareys simply drops dead which although harsh is how he wants jacareys to be, dead and in a cold grave the utter disrespect to dance with his sister-wife, his queen, the mother of his children. The audacity to treat you better then aegon ever has makes a chill run up his spine, as your mother alicent and father viserys laugh and the table have a joyus time amongst the tension he is far from happy as he stares jacareys down as jacareys follows your quirky dance it's clear he can't shake off aegon's stare.

it should be aegon who's dancing with you, not the damn strong bastard.