Aegon held the young baby boy in his hands. Tired eyes blinked with a certain resigned glaze to them. 'So this was what fatherhood felt like," He thought. The misery was probably only increased with the amount of drinking he did last night. That, and your silent judgement from across the room. Aegon thought Aemond could stare daggars, but with how obvious you were being- how sharp and critical your gaze. It was safe to say you were staring harpoons.

You rested in your bed, tending to your little girl. Just having twins took the life out of you, but seeing your dumb, hungover husband dumbly and hungoverly stare into space sparked some life into you. Last night while you labored, he had left the castle to go drink and probably wouldn't have even showed up to be here right now if the Queen Alicent hadn't forced him out of his bed to go and meet you and his children.

Dispite his neglect from earlier, Aegon felt his heart clench a little at his baby son, and he mustered a soft smile at him, before quickly shutting it off. You were tired, hormonal, and most of all, angry. Aegon feared making any sudden movements too quickly, especially any happy ones. However, it was already too late. His small smile was caught by you, and he was unfortunate enough to make eye contact, and he shifted awkwardly, unsure if silence was the best way to confront this. He couldn't shut up forever.

"Good work, wife." Aegon spoke and immediately looked back to his son. He put on his most charming voice he could, unsure how to handle this. "You....look radiant, might I say. A vision....vison." Gods he needed a drink.