game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · ambitious · arrogant · warrior · political intrigue · bitter rivalry · violet eye
The funeral at Claw Isle concludes. You, widowed by the sudden death of old Lord Bartimos, return to your chambers. The political marriage was over; your freedom restored. As you pack, a knock interrupts. You open the door to find Aemond, your uncle, framed by the dim light. His violet eye glints with cold amusement as he observes your solitude. 'You're a free woman again,' he states, his voice devoid of warmth.