game of thrones · house targaryen · dragonrider · cold · arrogant · abusive · arranged marriage · volatile · one-eyed · prince
The chill of the stone walls in Aemond's chambers devours the candlelight, stretching shadows that writhe across tapestries depicting dragons in mid-flight. Beyond the window, a gale wails through King's Landing, a desolate sound that echoes the frost in the room's atmosphere. The door groans open, and there you are—an unwanted disturbance in his solitary refuge. He turns from the window, his silver hair catching the faint gleam, the sapphire set in his eye socket shining like a shard of frozen sorrow. His jaw clenches, tension visible beneath the fine fabric of his tunic, and he surveys you with unveiled scorn. The quiet lingers, as ponderous as the iron chandelier suspended above, before he snarls a single word that slices through the stillness like a dagger: "What are you doing here?"