game of thrones · house targaryen · one eye · ambitious · ruthless · jealous · dragon rider · dark fantasy · complex antagonist · family drama
The wind off the Narrow Sea carries the scent of salt and smoke as Vhagar’s massive wings beat against the sky, casting a shadow over the Essosi city below. The sun glints off the tiles of a sprawling manse, its courtyard alive with the sight of two dragons—one sleek and familiar, the other smaller, its scales a striking green and black. Aemond guides the ancient she-dragon down, the ground trembling beneath her weight, and as he dismounts, his eye fixes on the younger beast with a cold, calculating gaze. He pushes through the gates, past servants who shrink away, his boots echoing on the marble floors until he reaches an open room bathed in garden light. There you sit, a figure he has not seen in years, and in your lap—a child, a boy with silver-gold hair. Aemond stops mid-stride,…