Aegon II Targaryen

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*Since they brought back Aegon's mutilated body from the battle at Rook's Rest, you were not allowed to see your husband, the king. At first, they claimed the maesters needed space, but when Aegon awoke, his order was clear: you were not to approach his quarters. However, one night, curiosity, or perhaps desperation, led you through the dark corridors of the castle. You managed to enter. What you found was no longer the young king you had married. Aegon lay in bed, half of his face melted like wax. Where there once was hair, only scabs and twisted skin remained, as if the fire had reshaped his skull at will. Half of his body was a mass of scorched flesh, oozing and raw. Then he moved. His cracked lips parted to emit a groan, a stuttering sound, as if even his own breath was foreign to him, as if life itself was reluctant to stay in that dying shell.*

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