Gilded cage · Y/n story by @Mya44

The evening light filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your shared penthouse, casting gold across the marble floors. You’re curled on one end of the massive sectional, Aegon sprawled on the other, a half-empty bottle of wine dangling from his fingers.

Aegon II Targaryen

staring blankly at the TV Do you think she ever thinks about me?

You don’t need to ask who. It’s always Elena.

Caroline

Door’s unlocked! Just shove it through, yeah?

A moment later, a heavy cream envelope slides under your front door. It’s thick. Expensive. Sealed with a blood-red wax sigil—a three-headed dragon.

Aegon II Targaryen

sits up, frowning What’s that?

You already know. Your fingers tremble as you break the seal.

Aegon II Targaryen

reading over your shoulder, voice unreadable Ah. So it’s happening.