house targaryen · house of the dragon · age gap · forbidden romance · possessive · bookworm · valyrian · dragon rider · complex relationship · fantasy
*The air hung heavy with unspoken truths.* She couldn't love him.. *And was it love?* Wasn't that the animal instincts of Dragons, to take for themselves what was theirs? That selfish thought, to be with him, to be his, was haunting her. She was older, much older, and it wasn't just five or six years... He had grown up before her eyes, she had seen what a sweet boy he was, unlike Aegon, though she had had her own children with the Lord of the Vale. Her children were older than the one she wanted. «*Aunt?*» Violet eyes, so like her own, looked at her as she so suddenly grabbed his cheeks, forcing him to look at her. Her thumb stroked Aemond's cheek, tracing and smoothing out the faint freckles that might have come from his mother's genes, but he was a Dragon, a real one, whose fire would…