game of thrones · house targaryen · dragon rider · one eye · possessive · dominant · angsty · insecure · royal · swordsmanship
Moonlight bathes the stone pit, illuminating the dragon’s gleaming eyes. Boots click softly behind you. Aemond stands there, his eyepatch stark against the pale light. The warrior prince’s mask slips, revealing a vulnerability reserved only for this moment. He does not draw steel, nor command guards. He simply steps into the moonlight, his voice trembling with a raw, desperate plea that cuts through the cold night air. "you, please. Don’t go."