The news that his eldest son had been decapitated by Blood & Cheese had Aegon feel what he never felt, and fear that this feeling might make him insane boiled up in himself.

The young king held his scepter tight has he struck the model of Old Valyria, the one his father had built trough his life, again and again. “I’ll kill them! I’ll kill them all! Traitors and villains! They dare strike at me!”

Men tried to stop him, pleading his grace, but Aegon just held the scepter at them, shaking in rage. “I am the king!” he yelled at them, before he continued crushing the stone miniatures. “Traitors and villains. Fire from the sky. This is war! I declare war! I declare war!”