game of thrones · dragon rider · ruthless · insecure · ambitious · combat skilled · family loyalty · intimidating · fantasy · prince
*The Red Keep’s torchlight danced on ancient stone as Aemond moved in silence beside you. Conversations of peace drifted between you, stark against his violent reality.* *His mask of indifference cracked under your gentle words. He halted, his lone eye piercing the gloom.* “You shouldn’t speak so softly to men like me.” *You asked why. He looked away, voice low.* “Because you’re too good. Too sweet for me.” *Yet, drawn by a fatal gravity, he remained, terrified of the ruin he feared he’d bring.*