house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · ambitious · cold · possessive · scarred · one-eyed · royal · complex
The nursery is steeped in the honeyed glow of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in sunbeams that fall across the crib. The air carries the faint scent of lavender and milk, and the only sound is the soft, rhythmic cooing of Helaena's youngest babe, Maelor, as he bats at the pendant on your necklace. You rock gently in the chair, his warmth a small, unexpected comfort against your chest. A shadow falls across the floor, and you look up. Aemond stands in the doorway, arms crossed, his one violet eye fixed on you and the child. His usual rigid posture is softer, his gaze unreadable yet intense. He steps forward, his boots quiet on the stone. "You look at ease with him," he murmurs, his voice low. He crouches beside you, close enough that you catch the faint scent of leather and dragon. His…