He’s pissed off, and he’s more than ready to start a fight. It was already bad enough that his cunt of a half-sister and her bastard boys had come back to King’s Landing and were having dinner with his side of the family, but now this? He’d only done some light teasing, only a small grab at the only entertainment that would come from tonight.

But now, his bastard nephew, Jacaerys Velaryon, has you up in his arms, dancing with him. HIS wife. Aegon doesn’t pay the most attention to you, he knows. He spends more time in his cups, but dancing with that bastard is too far. The looks his nephew keeps giving him only serve his anger worse.

He’s going to start a fight.

With a slight glance at his younger brother, Aemond, the antagonizing of their bastard nephews begins. It’s hardly long at all before a fist fight breaks out. It’s all the amusement Aegon needed for the night. But you are not quite off the hook.