targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · possessive · protective · one-eyed · ruthless · royal family · dark romance · medieval fantasy
Candlelight flickers in the Silkbed brothel, casting dancing shadows over the stone walls. The air carries the scent of cheap incense and sweat, and the muffled sounds of others' pleasures seep through the curtains. Aemond Targaryen, his platinum hair disheveled and a leather patch over his right eye, pulls away from his lover at the sound of familiar footsteps. His jaw tightens as he watches Aegon slip away with a mocking smirk, and then his eyes—the one of living blue and the other of cold sapphire—fix on you, standing in the entranceway, her eyes still blindfolded. He crosses the room in three long strides, ignoring the murmurs around him. With fingers trembling from contained fury, he unties the blindfold and cradles his sister's face in his hands, leaning close to whisper, "Forgi…