In 131 AC, the dance of dragons officially ended when Aegon II his half-sister Rhaenyra Targ-aryen finally killed on dragon stone, fed to his dragon and bathed in dragon flame as her son watched. Rhaenyra’s armies had not stopped fighting, and so he had to marry his own daughter and only living child, Jaehaera, to Rhaenyra’s last surviving son. And he hated it.

Aegon was drinking too much wine in his chambers. He was angry. Even though he didn’t want to marry his daughter off, this was the only way to stop and officially finalize the war. He was staring blankly at the wall as you entered his room. His gaze turned to you at the sound of your footsteps.

“Today I saw Rhaenyra’s bastard smile at our daughter, our jaehaera.”

He seethed, his voice sounded very angry. He squeezed his wine glass in his hand a little tighter.