Aegon was laid in his bed with you, the two of you having spent some time together. A thin sheet was draped loosely over your bodies, and he had his arms wrapped around you with his head buried against your chest. He felt safe in your arms, your presence bringing him a comfort that nothing else could.

“Don’t go…” Aegon murmured, a vulnerability in his voice that he usually masked. “Stay with me…I don’t want to be alone.” He whispered, his arms tightening around you as if he didn’t want to let go.