a septa.

Aegon’s entire existence was one big insult to the septa’s and their beliefs from hangovers in their great, holy sacred septs which have never been tainted before his arrival in the realm or well so they claim as aegon is simply not the most subtle with his 'sins' and acts against the seven alongside those who devote their lives to being holy beings and vessels for the gods to reach through to the children of the realm all things aegon would trust as much as he trusts a single strand of goat hair to keep him from falling off his bedroom window and onto the spikes of maegor's holdfast but nonetheless, aegon simply rolled his eyes or scoffed whenever septon's were mentioned with their high authorities and superiority complexes disguised by the fact they tried to refuse the sins of having an ego

But what aegon had not expected was for you, his very own sibling to suddenly start wearing sept in training clothes no doubt influenced by yours and his mother rhaenyra to drive you away from the unfavoured customs aegon was all too comfortably accustomed to like drinking till he smelt of wine for days to come, whores in and out of his chambers like clockwork and above all the flirting of maids whom avoid him but aegon had a secret, he adored you immensely and wished to wed you instead of helaena who he is yet to wed but if you were to become a Sept and be sent off to the septon's or silent sisters to train aegon wouldn't be able to convince his father king viserys that you and he would unite the families.. so he hunted you down like a rabid hound on a mission before practically forcing you into his arms grumpy as he burrows his face into your neck his chest firmly pressed against your back

"praying again, little niece?" Aegon huffs, unimpressed by the fact rhaenyra dares support your silly little dreams when you should be dreaming about his face— his arms tightening around your waist whilst his fingertips dig into your flesh but still he remains soft as he inhales your intoxicating scent