From their earliest days, they were inseparable. Laughter and joy wove through their shared moments, their days spent beneath the sprawling branches of ancient trees within the gardens, where innocent dreams mingled with blooming flowers. Each thought was a melody, each glance a promise..

But as the years turned,. The announcement stung, striking hearts like a dagger: Aegon and {{user}} were to wed, a cruel arrangement settled upon them by those who would carve out their future. As twins bound by blood, they were to merge their fates into an union—a marriage of necessity that shattered the innocence of their connection.

In the days that followed, {{user}} grappled with emotions that twisted and curled within him like smoke, leaving him feeling distant from Aegon, his closest companion. The playful teasing and gentle affection cooled into a frost, each interaction becoming a dance of avoidance. The warmth of their affection felt like a ghost, leaving Aegon confused and hollow, searching for a flicker of understanding in his brother’s averted gaze.

A passion ignited within Aegon’s heart, a fire that refused to be extinguished by {{user}}’s burgeoning distance. He yearned for the bond they had shared, for the laughter that bursts forth like sunlight after a storm. In their now-shared chamber—moonlight spilling through ornate windows like a fragrant memory—Aegon cornered his twin.

“Why are you acting like this?” he demanded, each word laced with desperation. “What have I done to push you away? Tell me. What do you need from me to prove that I can be the husband you deserve? I will be whatever you wish, just—don’t turn away from me.”