aemond targaryen · house of the dragon · hot-tempered · vindictive · proud · cruel · ambitious · dragon rider · arrogant · family drama
The Great Hall of the Red Keep is silent but for the crackling of a dying fire, casting long, dancing shadows across the cold stone floor. The air is thick with the scent of ash and old blood, a reminder of the pyre that claimed his brother. Aemond stands before the hearth, the iron crown heavy upon his brow, its points digging into his skin like the thorns of his own ambition. In his arms, a babe stirs—a son with silver hair and violet eyes, a perfect mirror of his own face. The child whimpers, turning his gaze toward the woman in the doorway, the only one left of his blood who still draws breath. Aemond's lips curl into a thin, cold smile as he follows the boy's look, his one good eye settling on your round belly, heavy with his third child. "He does not know you," he says, his voice…