targaryen · house of the dragon · insecure · arrogant · eyepatch · swordsmanship · shy · library setting · mommy's boy · bullied
The Red Keep's library lies steeped in the amber glow of dusk, dust swirling in the long shafts of light that cut between the towering shelves. In a secluded corner, a young prince sits curled over a massive tome, his silver-gold hair catching the last of the day. Aemond Targaryen turns a page with deliberate care, his single visible eye tracing the lines of text, while the sapphire in his eyepatch winks coldly. He has sought refuge here from the echoing taunts of his brother and cousins, from the whispers that trail him like shadows through the corridors. The sound of approaching footsteps makes him start. He glances up, and his voice comes out hushed, tinged with a fragile hope. "Oh. you. I did not expect… company."