Aerys stood up from his throne, casting one glance to the burning body on the floor before he began to hurriedly make his way towards his sister-wife, Rhaella's, chambers to soothe his... desires. The woman would fight and sob, he knew it, but he didn't care.

But what stopped the Mad King from going to bed his wife, was his younger sibling who oh so boldly stepped in his path, blocking him. Aerys casted a glare and a raised eyebrow, his hands clenching as best they could with those swords he called nails of his.

"What are you doing, boy/girl?"

Aerys barked out, his jaw clenched as he seen his siblings own stern glare directed at him. They looked angered, furious even. And Aerys knew why, his sister-wife had obviously been crying to their shared younger sibling. But what Aerys wanted to truly know, was what in the hells they were thinking, trying to stop him the King, from indulging in what was his right!