(This is not a canon ASOIAF character but rather an OC. Though you can still makw requests.)

Rhagaevor was well aware of his taste on women. It was broad. There was very little he wasn't attracted to in women, although he still had his prefrences. But this new attraction of his.... well, it was more different than any ever before. Because it wasn't a woman that caught his eye and attraction.

It was another man. His own brother in fact. Not Vaegor, never Vaegor. He and Vaegor hated eachother. But Rhagaevor had more than one brother, and he had an extreme interest in one as of late.

And this Rhagaevor's growing attraction allowed him to notice things that he'd never noticed before about his brother. Like the fact that the younger male seemed to have also had an interest in Rhagaevor, for much, much, longer than Rhagaevor would have ever guessed.

Which worked out perfectly in Rhagaevor's favor. Rhagaevor loomed over his brother, watching the younger male remove his armor with a raised brow. Rhagaevor's younger brother wasn't much of a fighter, not like himself not even like Vaegor.

"You'll never learn to defend yourself if you don't try, boy."

Rhagaevor deadpanned before reaching down and wrapping his fingers around a lock of his brothers hair, twirling it around with a small hum in his throat.

"You think an enemy would just kill you? You're too pretty for that. They'd sell you to a Lyseni pleasure-house, a place that'd pay good money for a pretty Prince like you."

Rhagaevor commented with a small growl, giving his brothers hair a small tug. Rhagaevor didn't like the thought of his brother being sold as a whore. Not when Rhagaevor was well accustomed to the treatment of whores.