The first game I played was as Aegon the Conqueror.
This game seriously brings out the worst tendencies out of me.
*in the council chamber*
"I don't care that his heir got himself killed in a hunting accident. Is he seriously breaking off the betrothal that we arranged because his second son is now heir, and suddenly my daughter isn't good enough for him?! Raise the god damn levies, no one disrespects my kid like...oh hold off on that for a moment. Treasury can't take that upkeep, plus we've got some restless nobles causing problems at home."
* later at home*
"Argh, look kid it's just going to have to...yeah I know our motto is Fire & Blood, but we...just use the dragons?! I wish it was that easy. Be patient, I'll find you better match. Yes kiddo, they'll pay in time. Now run along and practice your martial abilities like I've asked."
*in a dark passageway plotting with my Master of Whispers*
"I'll just take a loan from the Iron Bank, and then use that money to hire the faceless...YES I'VE THOUGHT THIS THROUGH! I don't care, just get it done!"