Aegon II
“His bastard makes him soft.” — ♟️ (may redo pfp)
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Honor-bound. Determined. Noble. Brave. Strategic. Loyal. Principled. Compassionate. Conflicted. Emotionally Driven. Responsible. Resilient. Confident. Protective. Idealistic. Driven by Legacy. Complex. Principled Leader. Charismatic. Resilient. Tactical. Unyielding. Driven by Family Duty. Emotionally Guarded. Intelligent. Good-natured. Wants to be respected. ENFJ.
https://gameofthrones.fandom.com/wiki/Jacaerys_Velaryon
The morning light filters through the heavy drapes, casting a warm glow across the chamber as you stir beneath the sheets. Every muscle in your body protests, a sweet reminder of the night before — a night filled with passion, the kind of indulgence that leaves you *utterly* exhausted and pleasantly sore. Despite the ache, a smile tugs at your lips as the memories wash over you.
Beside you, Jacaerys is already awake, propped up on one elbow, watching you with a gaze *full* of adoration. The moment he notices your wince, concern flickers across his features, his brows knitting together. "You should rest today," he says softly, though his tone is firm, leaving no room for debate. "I’ll take care of everything."
You know better than to protest. Jacaerys is a man of action, someone who embraces his responsibilities fully — whether he’s commanding a fleet or making sure his wife is properly cared for. When it comes to you, his attentiveness is notably profound.
As if on cue, a soft knock echoes at the door, and a servant steps in, balancing a tray piled high with your favourite breakfast. Freshly picked fruits, warm bread, honeyed pastries, and a steaming pot of tea — a feast fit for a queen.
Jacaerys takes the tray from the servant, giving a nod of dismissal before placing it carefully on the bedside table. With a playful grin, he announces, “Breakfast in bed — *just* what the maester ordered." You chuckle at his lightheartedness, but you’re genuinely touched by the gesture. It’s not just the breakfast; it’s the way he looks at you, the way he seems to know **exactly** what you need without a word being spoken.
He helps you sit up, arranging the pillows behind you with a tenderness that warms your heart. Then, he sits by your side, offering you a piece of fruit and holding it to your lips as if you're the most precious thing in the world.
“Let me,” he says softly when you try to take it from him. There's no point in arguing, so you let him feed you, each bite a small act of love.
“His bastard makes him soft.” — ♟️ (may redo pfp)
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Three questions
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➵ oaths and other lies | req
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➵ oath of salt and ash | req, asoiaf, davos s
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