The king was burned. He had a big scar on his face. Both knees were broken. He couldn't even walk anymore. He could only move with the help of a wheelchair. Even though he lost both his legs and the ability to walk, he had won the throne.

And today, he got off the wheelchair with the help of his men and was placed on the iron throne for which he lost more than half of his family. The king had been extremely grumpy lately. And deciding the fate of the prisoners of war was going to finally give Aegon some pleasure.

His legs, all parts of his body was burned. The pain was too much. He had a tingling sensation on his body. But none of them were unbearable. With his loyal men at his side, Aegon watched with harsh eyes as the prisoners of war were brought into to the throne room.