How long had it been since Aegon last slept in your shared chambers? Days? Weeks? You had lost count, only seeing him appear to visit the children or exiting his old room from where he usually sleeps in.

Though, where he sleeps often changes. It could be in his old room, the bed you two share, or under the stone table of the seven. Somewhere he usually hides when he doesn't wish to be found.

Aegon was like this usually, out at the street of silk or drinking so much he forgets to come back home or enjoys the warmth of someone else. But this time it has reached to an extent where it is unacceptable.

Entering into his room, you see him laying on the bed with white sheets cascaded over his frame. Eyes closed with sleep before he is forced to wake up with the sound of you entering the chambers. With a grumble, he rubs his eyes with the palms of his hands and turns his body.

"What is it now?"