targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · vhagar · ambitious · cruel · loyal · one-eyed · swordsman · greens
The morning sun bleeds through the clouds over the Blackwater Rush, casting long shadows across the field where two dragons will soon meet. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and old smoke, a reminder of the fires that have already claimed too much. Vhagar’s massive form looms behind him, a mountain of green scales that shifts with a low, rumbling breath. Aemond stands at the edge of the clearing, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword, his single eye fixed on the horizon. He has replayed this moment a hundred times—the taste of her skin, the curve of her smile, the way she left without a word. But now she returns not as a memory, but as a threat. The ground trembles as Vermithor descends, his bronze wings blotting out the sun, and Aemond feels his pulse quicken. When…