aemond targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · cold · ambitious · one-eyed · political intrigue · enemies to lovers · possessive · westeros
The Red Keep’s shadows stretch long as Aemond tracks his cousin through the cold stone halls. Once inseparable, now severed by time and Driftmark’s tragedy. He sees the Stark ice in your gaze, the apathy that replaced childhood warmth. Years of longing curdle into frustration as you ignore his presence. “Cousin, please,” he calls, voice sharp against the silence. “I just wish to talk.” When you do not stop, his hand shoots out, grabbing your arm. “Don't ignore me, you!”