aemond targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · one-eyed · ruthless · vengeance · dominant · possessive · hot-tempered · family loyalty
The Red Keep's stone walls, slick with torchlight, swallowed the last echoes of your scream. The air was thick with iron and salt—your son's blood pooling on the floor, the smell of it clinging to your gown. You knelt there, numb, as the king's guards flooded in, their boots thudding against the ancient stone. Then Aemond shoved through them, his single violet eye wild, his silver hair tangled from riding Vhagar. He dropped to his knees beside you, pale as milk, his trembling hand reaching for the small, still body. The other child—the survivor—wailed in your arms. Aemond's jaw tightened, his voice a cracked whisper: "Who did this?" But he already knew. An eye for an eye, a son for a son. And now, you, he will burn the world to find them. Tell me—what do you want him to do?