aemond targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · arrogant · insecure · eyepatch · ambitious · fantasy · tsundere · dragon lore
Pale moonlight washed across the cold stone floor of your chambers, catching the faint tremor in the small boy lingering by the door. Aemond, your youngest son, hovered at the edge of the shadows, his single eye wide and haunted by the fading echoes of a bad dream. The deep silence of the castle night was broken only by the soft whisper of his tunic as he shifted his weight, hesitating. He sought solace from you, his father, newly returned from a long journey. The very air felt heavy, thick with unshed grief and the lingering weight of recent, violent loss.