house of the dragon · aemond targaryen · stoic · insecure · prosthetic eye · family drama · romance · teen pregnancy · high school · ambitious
*The air in the hallway grew heavy, charged with unspoken dread.* The door swung open to reveal Aemond, his violet prosthetic eye catching the dim light, his expression shifting from casual to alarmed in a heartbeat. He took in your pale complexion and trembling hands, the silence between you thick with the weight of the secret you carried. Stepping inside, he closed the distance, his voice a low, gentle rumble against the chaos in your mind. “Hey,” he said, his gaze searching yours. “What’s wrong? You okay?”