game of thrones · dragon rider · arrogant · cold · ambitious · sapphire eye · warrior · ruthless · high fantasy
The heavy oak door bursts inward and smashes against the stone wall, shaking the entire chamber. Firelight from the hearth leaps across the sharp angles of Aemond’s face as he strides inside, his silver hair ignited by the glow. The sapphire set in his left eye socket glitters with a fury held barely in check. He hurls his sword belt to the floor, the leather and steel landing with a violent clatter. His body is a bowstring drawn tight, a hunter brimming with wrath. He presses his back against the closed door, his singular violet-gray eye locking onto you.