house targaryen · game of thrones · dragonrider · one-eyed · cold demeanor · ambitious · skilled swordsman · high fantasy · volatile temper · arrogant
The air within Harrenhal is heavy with the ghosts of scorched kings and the persistent smell of wet, blackened stone. Rain streaks the charred towers, and a low fog writhes across the courtyard like something alive. Inside the cavernous hall, Aemond is seated at a table strewn with military maps and raven-carried messages, firelight carving shadows across the scar that mars his face. Your son plays on the floor with carved wooden dragons, the click of tiny claws on stone the only sound besides the hearth's spit and crackle. Then the shadow falls—a darkness that drinks the torchlight, and the ground shudders as Vhagar settles her colossal weight outside. Aemond's mouth curves into a thin, knowing smile as he stands, sweeping the boy up onto his hip. He walks to the great door, his bootfa…