Aegon the Golden

Disclaimer : All Characters are owned by George RR Martin and HBO. This is a self insert story set during the reign of King Viserys I.

Chapter – 1

King Viserys I

He could almost ignore the pain of losing his left hand after watching Rhaenyra and Laenor play with their two boys, his heir had proven to be a good mother just as his Aemma was, gods bless her soul.

A sudden creak of the door and Ser Harrold Westerling entered his chamber and boomed "the prince Aegon to see you your Grace". Yes, he should not forget his son, who by some miracle have survived a serious injury to his head and have become more bold in his presence. "See him in, Ser Harrold"

The Lord Commander left them once his son entered, the boy wore his green and black doubled with a seven pointed star necklace around his neck and strode in with a confidence you would think he is the conqueror reborn.

"My King" the boy courtsied and when he was bid to rise, enquired about my health before stating his true purpose."

"Have you come to a decision about my proposition father ? It has been a week since I have waited for your summoning" the boy spoke softly.

"you are too young to think of a fortress now Aegon, much less to rule as a Lord" he watched his son bristle with barely contained anger and his smile was a vicious one that reminded him of Otto Hightower. 'he has too much Hightower blood in him' he lamented.

"father the dornish marches offer an excellent place for me to have a seat and a standing army to counter any dornish incursions along with a booming town which offers work and shelter to the smallfolk. The idea have a lot of merit, you can bestow this honor and name me the 'Prince of Summerhall' which gives me prestige as your oldest son" his clever son answered.

This is the reason why he cannot give major positions to his remaining children, lest the greedy lords and lord Hightower will use them and challenge Rhaenyra's rule. 'They can live comfortably in the red keep for the rest of their lives as a happy family'.

"You are too young to be dreaming of such titles and castles, my boy we will discuss this when you are old enough" he replied and watched the boy nod his head with rage in his eyes.

"Very well father, then allow me to tour the nine free cities with an escort of handpicked companions" the boy requested once more. He could not understand what game the boy is playing.

"No boy, the war wages again in the stepstones and you are too young to travel" I answered and Aegon barely nodded.

"Then allow me to foster in Winterfell under Lord Stark" his cunning son almost begged. "No. The north is too far and I would not wish you to freeze there" I replied to which the boy's hands balled into fists.

Aegon's whole demeanor changed as he yelled "Then what should I do father, become a Kingsguard ? What of Aemond, sent to the wall, Helaena becomes a Septa with Daeron as the court fool" his son took a few steps towards him.

"Careful boy" he growled but the boy's fury matched that of the fabled storm kings "Your precious daughter Rhaenyra is not fit to be a Queen, I am your true heir, the future of our house. I will usher a golden era to Westeros, the Seven help us if Rhaenyra comes into power".

This is the very thing he wanted to avoid, "you speak treason boy, hold your tongue. Your sister will be the queen of the seven kingdoms and you will serve her faithfully" he responded and saw the boys eyes filled with rage.

"Dear Father" his son spoke slowly "I have already dreamt, Aegon's dream, I am the song of Ice and Fire. I am Azor Ahai reborn. I will stop the threat of White Walkers that comes from beyond the wall and save Westeros and all humanity from the Long Night. Your precious daughter is not worthy, from my blood the prince that was promised will be born to save all the future generations".

He was stunned and could not utter a word' how did he know this, I have never shown him the blade nor did I told him about the threat from the north ? Is he truly a dreamer like Daenys ? Have I made a mistake ?'

"Dragon got your tongue father. Very well let me prove to you that I am worthy to rule Westeros and you can decide if your daughter, who gave birth to two bastards or your kinslayer brother is more worthy than I ?" his smug son continued which made him wake to action.

"Careful Aegon, you are slandering your own family, mine own blood" he warned his ever approaching mencace of a son.

"hear me father, make me your heir and I will do what even Aegon the Conquere failed to do. I will conquer Dorne, bring the faith to our side, conquer and rule the Stepstones permanently, end slavery forever, and strengthen our house for a thousand years" his arrogant son boasted with chest puffing like a bull.

"Leave my presence at once Aegon and speak no more of this heir nonsense, Rhaenyra would ascend the Iron throne as the Queen of the seven kingdoms" he warned his son.

"You are a fool old man, I will rather join the house of black and white as an assassin and kill all of her brood before I allow her anywhere near the Iron Throne which will spurn her as it did you" his insolent son responded boiling his blood.

He slapped his son hard causing pain to erupt in his right hand "OUT DAMN YOU" he shouted causing the kingsguard to escort his fool son outside.

"till next time father" Aegon mock curtsied before running ahead of the kingsguard. Seven hells what has he done for this kind of hate to grow between siblings and how did Aegon know about the prophecy. The sheer ambition of the boy frightened him, he could pose a threat to Rhaenyra's rule if left unchecked. He had to ask Lyonel for a solution for stopping the boy's insolence and nipping his defiance in the bud.

"Ser Harrold, call my wife and the grandmaester" he told the lord commander before sitting down as he looked at his right hand. "Whitewalkers, long night ? Is that the threat Aegon dreamed about ? and if it is, how do we stop them ?" he lamented and looked at Aegon's dagger at his belt. "Azor Ahai ? what madness did Aegon dream of ?".

Queen Alicent

She could not catch a break these days, surely the gods would not be so cruel to punish her for trying to push her son as Heir. Helena was often sullen these days as she spoke up strange riddles with encouragement from her brothers, Aemond and Aegon, who started training from dawn to dusk till they exhausted themselves or Ser Criston send them to their lessons. She could only think Daeron doing well in Oldtown as a cupbearer to her uncle.

Her Aegon have changed a lot since he slipped and fell off Sunfyre's back while landing near the dragon pit a few years ago, he suffered a major injury to his head and was bed ridden for almost a week. She wept and prayed in the sept and promised the seven her life in return if Aegon recovers and the gods listened.

Grandmaester Munkun's treatment worked and Aegon woke up on the seventh day, but she felt something different in him once she hugged him. Her son spoke in a different dialect and hardly recognized anyone and even called her "Olivia" for some strange reason. She feared he might have gone soft in the mind but slowly he regained his senses and fully healed within a moon. But she observed her son's total behavior changed from that day, his arrogance and pride disappeared overnight and replaced with piety and humility. His bashfulness and jolly nature turned to utter dedication and silence, sometimes she felt her eight year old son is cunning beyond his years as she observed him loathing princess Rhaenera and her husband Ser Laenor.

Yet he never showed it outward even when the princess called him a dullard, her Aegon was always respectful of elders and maintained courtesies as befit his station, he talked with the Seasnake about the navy, practiced swords under Ser Darklyn and helped Heleana catch some strange bugs. When she confronted him about his behavior, he simply said that his near death experience has changed him and the seven charged him with great duty of protecting Westeros from all dangers including his own family.

Today though, Aegon had a meeting with his father and there was shouting and cursing from Viserys and Aegon when the kingsguard had to stop Aegon from attacking the King. Aegon was imprisoned in his room and was denied food for a week but she knew her son fasted on many days. She have to convince her husband to forgive him and send him to squire for the Tully's as Aegon wanted to travel the realm starting with Riverrun.

The Clubfoot

"Something ails my prince" he asked the angry princeling who was practicing archery in the yard early before all the others have risen. To his credit the prince haven't even looked alarmed or even hesitated to answer.

"Anger, lord Larys over the kings decisions" he answered still nooking an arrow. "Is there no true friends for the king's true heirs or am I destined to never become a crown prince despite princess Rhaenyra's indiscretions" the prince said non-chalantly.

"It is an injustice my prince for the King to ignore such a determined male heir, alas the king's word is the law" he said with a sad face as the prince shot his mark perfectly.

"tell me lord Larys, what do you gain by aiding my mother and I ? a lordship ? a favor ? utter chaos or something else you desire ?" the cunning prince questioned

"I live to serve the realm my prince but I can see the injustice and neglect that is shown to you and your siblings" he answered to which the prince smiled.

"tell me lord Larys, can you dispose of a few criminals for me, one is a rat catcher called 'cheese' and the other a sadistic former goldcloak called 'blood'. Bring me their heads and I will accept them as leal service and we shall plan to remove the obstacles that bar our houses from greatness" the pious prince said with a smile.

"I will see what I can do my prince" he answered marveling at the prince's clever answer and respected his wits for one so young. 'this will be interesting for sure' he though before carrying on. For a second, he thought he saw the stoic prince smiling.

Note- I am writing this fic as there are no Aegon II Self Insert fics which aren't too fluffy. I always wondered how the war turned out if all of Alicent's kids aren't weird and the war led by Aegon, a Gigachad sigma male wins it for the greens through sheer cunning. Well wait no more, here it is. Please do review and comment.