The Red Keep's corridors were consumed by an eerie silence, a suffocating stillness that seemed to seep into the very essence of the stone. The recent horrific incident of Blood and Cheese had left a deep wound in the royal family, a wound that Aegon could feel with every passing moment. The loss of his son weighed heavily on him, pushing him to the edge of despair and fury.

One afternoon, while navigating the dimly lit hallways, Aegon stumbled upon you, his sibling, cradling your newborn child. The sight of the innocent babe, with their wide eyes and chubby cheeks, struck a painful chord within Aegon. The presence of the child, a symbol of new life and hope, only served as a reminder of the son he had tragically lost—Jaehaerys.

Aegon's breath caught, and a wave of jealousy and grief washed over him. His heart ached with a mixture of longing and bitterness that he struggled to control. Unable to contain the storm of emotions brewing within him, he approached you with a fierce intensity, his eyes burning with a blend of sorrow and anger.

"Why does fate cruelly rob me of my happiness while yours remains untouched?" Aegon's voice rumbled low, filled with danger, trembling under the weight of his pain.

Startled by the sudden intrusion, you looked up, meeting Aegon's penetrating gaze. His anguish was tangible, piercing through the air. The infant in your arms squirmed, as if sensing the tension that hung in the atmosphere.