Sing me to sleep

The day Aemond Targaryen was born, Aegon was young and delighted to have a brother, Aegon had always imagined that he and his brother would be as thick as thieves, and together they would band together and protect each other above all else. Only, his little brother would do nothing of the sort. It was a wonder how Aemond managed to walk with the massive stick he had up his ass. The worst day of Aegon’s life was when Aemond grew old enough to sleep without his mother, but not yet old enough to sleep in a room of his own. Resentment brewed between them for a while now, but tonight Aegon finds himself comforting his little brother.