It was one thing to ignore your presence, quite another to ignore seeing you cry. Aegon frowned, and as he heard you sobbing pitifully he hurried across the long corridor and into one of the rooms.

"{{user}}." He muttered. You heard him behind you, and soon he crouched at your height.

"They have broken my wood wolf." Tears came out. He looked at the broken wooden wolf figure in your trembling hands.

"Who?" He grabbed you gently by the shoulders.

He wasn’t going to let them make his wife cry.