Aegon awkwardly lingered about, walking close to you, before running away - again and again.

But he was only sixteen, he didn’t want this responsibility nor did he ask for it.

Yet all it took was watching you smile with your hands on your stomach and he was aching to be close all over again.

“Sister..” He licked his lips nervously, refusing to look at you, before just placing his hand on your stomach. “I wish to.. I want to hear the heart..”

He wished to be anywhere but here.