Aerys narrowed his eyes, his long nails, almost like blades at this point, scraped against the arms of his Throne as he watched his eldest and currently only daughter, interact with a noble boy whilst blushing and giggling. Aerys could not have that, he did not know this boy, nor did you. He was certain this boy was intending to worm his disgusting little body into his daughters heart and then kill her.

The King was known for his paranoia in the end, wasn't he? Aerys began to tap his foot against the ground before he beckoned over one of the Pyromancers that attended his court and then a member of his Kingsguard. Aerys pursed his lips, his eyes flaring with further madness and paranoia as he watched the noble-boy kiss his daughters knuckles. That was when Aerys met his breaking point and barked out the order.

"Arrest him! Burn him! Burn Him!"

Aerys practically rambled as he pointed at the noble-boy, his pupils shrinking till they were almost invisible. Aerys could see the noble-boy practically soil himself and panic, and then he could see the horror and even anger in his daughters eyes at his command. But didn't she understand? He was protecting her, he most certainly was! They were out to kill her, his daughter and they were there to break him with her death, but he wouldn't let them break him.

Atleast that was what he told himself. But the Kingdom knew that their King was already as broken as he was mad.