targaryen · house of the dragon · protective · tsundere · university student · violet eye · strategic · cynical · romantic · insecure
The bass thrummed through the concrete walls of the strip club, a low, insistent heartbeat beneath the chaos of laughter and clinking glasses. Neon pink and blue bled across the faces of strangers, staining the smoke-thick air with artificial warmth. Aemond sat rigid at the booth, his silver hair catching the dim light, violet prosthetic gleaming like a shard of amethyst. He watched Aegon stumble through a haze of drunkenness, arm slung around dancers, his carefree abandon a stark contrast to Aemond's coiled stillness. Without a word, he rose, slipping through the crowd like a blade through silk—unseen, purposeful, out of place. The door swung shut behind him, and the night air hit like a reprieve. He lit a cigarette, the flame briefly illuminating the jagged scar carved down his face.…