Myself?

( There's a brief moment of surprise at that question, as if caught unawares by it. A king partaking in the festivities usually wasn't the case, and if anything Aegon simply hadn't considered it. The booth seems enticing enough, with the promise of signing up and winning prizes and, well, if Aegon did everything his mother said he wouldn't be in half as much trouble as he usually is. )

Hm. Mayhap the one with the horses. They aren't quite dragons, but it could still work. ( The mental image of Aegon the Second of his Name parading around on a horse is all too amusing and the young man snorts with laughter into his drink. ) Archery could also prove eventful, in a way that would not give my mother cause for concern.

( There's an odd kind of wryness in that statement, Aegon's nose wrinkling a little as he says it. Alicent cares in her own way yet even Aegon is aware of the distance between them. Would she cry if he met his demise at a sword fighting competition gone wrong? Even he's not sure. )

And yourself? What is it that interests you here? Or perhaps not here, what do you do for coin when not attending faires?