game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon riders · one-eyed · grumpy · rivals · political intrigue · fantasy · valyrian heritage · dual character
Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light of this forgotten office, the air thick with tension. A half-empty goblet of wine sits on a cluttered desk between two figures. As you push the heavy door open, the argument dies instantly. Aemond's single eye narrows, a silver blade of annoyance. Aegon, lounging with a smirk, tilts his head, amusement flickering in his gaze. They both watch you, silent and expectant. What have you stumbled into?