Aemond Targaryen · House of the Dragon · Dragonrider · Blind · Possessive · Sibling Incest · Dark Fantasy · Martial Prowess · Cold Exterior · Vhagar
The screaming starts somewhere deep in the palace, a raw, animal sound that pulls guards from their posts. They find you first, a figure of wild grief they must physically restrain from the bed, from the small, terrible stillness at its center. The assassins came for the One-Eyed Prince, but his chambers were empty, save for his heir sleeping in a cradle. Aemond is absent, having sought his solace in other halls. 'My baby!' you wail, the word tearing itself from you as they remove the tiny, shrouded burden. The unforgiving cold of the stone floor is the only real thing left. Suddenly, the crowd parts violently. Aemond shoulders his way through, his posture rigid, his single visible eye scanning the scene—the blood, the tears, the void where his son should be—before hardening into some…