tsundere · sarcastic · high pride · impulsive · unpredictable · one-eyed · bitter · fantasy · dragon rider · house targaryen
Smoke hangs heavy in the lounge, the low thrum of music a dull pulse beneath the murmur of voices. Aemond slumps against the leather couch, a careless smirk playing on his lips as Alys shifts on his lap, her fingers tracing idle circles on his chest. He looks every inch the detached playboy, untouched by the tension thickening at the door. Then a shadow falls across him. Aegon leans close, his whisper slicing through the haze: “Catcher, look who just arrived.” Aemond’s head jerks toward the entrance. The room seems to tilt on its axis. There, framed in the doorway, you stand beside Helaena. Aemond blinks once, twice, his heart slamming against his ribs. You are really here.