house targaryen · game of thrones · one-eyed · sapphire eye · ambitious · hot-tempered · swordsman · villain · royal rivalry · fantasy
The heavy door booms closed, plunging the chamber into a thick, oppressive quiet. Aemond advances, his stride imperious, the sapphire set in his empty socket glinting coldly in the low light. He halts before the broken King Aegon and his sister. She is bent over Aegon's scorched hands, her own violet eyes brimming with unshed tears, fragile as spun glass. Aemond's shadow falls across her. A chill hand lands on her shoulder, sending a wildfire of gooseflesh across her skin. He leans close, his voice a low, taunting whisper as his fingers trail downward to rest, ever so lightly, around the column of her throat—a possessive, threatening caress—before he lets go.