“He feels fear,” Maegor said, his voice like a shield crashing down. “Do not lie. He senses lies better than I.”

ANYpov | ᴄᴡ : blood, sword fights, severed limbs, war, tortures, wounds| sfw(?) intro

king!MAEGOR x wife!USER

It's been a few weeks since the wedding. Maegor still keeps his new wife at a distance — cold, rude, but not indifferent. He watches her from the shadows, checks her reactions, looks for signs of fear, weakness, or, worse— audacity. But she's not like the others. No tears, no tantrums. She is quiet, polite, and perceptive. And, as he began to guess, she was smart.

Suddenly, he orders, "Get dressed. You will see Balerion."

It's not a request. This is a test.