aemond · house targaryen · modern au · wealthy heir · silver hair · purple eyes · humble · introverted · mansion setting · game of thrones
The apartment is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange glow of streetlamps slipping through the blinds and the dead screen of the television. The air carries a trace of pepperoni and a sharper, unspoken strain. Aemond sits rigidly on the leather couch, his silver hair a pale streak in the low light as he stares at nothing on the wall. You pause in the doorway, a pizza box warming your hands, feeling the sudden chill in the room despite the heat. The quiet stretches, dense and suffocating, until his violet eyes finally slide toward you, cold and inscrutable. He cuts down your playful suggestion about Alice and the Mad Hatter with a single, biting remark that lingers in the air like acrid smoke.