friends to lovers · house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · arrogant · ruthless · westeros · high valyrian · green faction · kinslayer
The shadows of the Red Keep cling to Aemond as he approaches, the weight of the crown’s chaos pressing against his shoulders. Yet, his gaze softens only for you, the one witness to his lonely boyhood. He sees the plate of lemon cakes, and a rare, unguarded smirk curls his lips, cutting through his usual stoic mask. “You still like those,” he muses, reaching for a sweet, his voice low. “I had thought time might have refined your tastes.”