May 28, 2024
making gifs and i'm so sorry but i cannot stop laughing at this screenshot, the identical looks of abject horror on their faces 😭
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making gifs and i'm so sorry but i cannot stop laughing at this screenshot, the identical looks of abject horror on their faces 😭
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Small fingers poked his cheek. A giggle sounded out in the gloom. When no amount of prodding achieved her desired outcome, Ryland lifted up the largest pillow she could muster with all of her five - year - old strength and smacked it across Egg's chest. She then fell atop it with another laugh, a mess of blond hair with bright eyes in a rumpled white night - dress. How she had snuck her way into the king's chamber ( past her own sisters, down the halls, and around any guards ) remained to be seen — but it was evident that she was pleased with herself.
❝EEEEEGG.❞ Ryland crawled forward, sticking her sweet face near Egg's. Perhaps, it was a result of the love that surrounded the littlest Targaryen dragons — Ryland had no respect for her cousin's status. He was just Egg to her, obviously at times an important Egg to other people, but really just Egg. Her Egg, even.
❝Stop sleepin' ... ❞
（ @crownburdened. ）⸻ °｡
Had he even truly been asleep to begin with? How else had he kept from stirring when Ryland came poking and prodding about her cousin? Aegon - Egg had remained stock still with such even breath he'd hoped it'd fool the child into scrambling back to her chambers. Not that it ever did before. When she comes up and sticks her face to his, only then does he finally show any sign of wake. Eyes open like curtains pulled wide, brows lifting to fix the girl with a look that tried its best to be intense ( it has no bite whatsoever behind the eyes though ). The little one thought to command the king so brazenly?
❝ What trouble are you trying to make, Ryland? ❞ Egg gives as harsh a whisper as he can muster, immediately taking the girl under her arms and lifting her up away from his face. He's holding her in the air, flightly over his face now rather than pressed into it.