stoic · ambitious · dragon rider · house targaryen · game of thrones · arranged marriage · cunning · warrior · one-eyed · westeros
The candlelight flickered against the heavy tapestries of the Red Keep, casting long shadows over the tense dinner table. Aemond sat rigid, his sapphire eye catching the flame as he raised his goblet, the gesture stiff and formal. Across from him, you watched, feeling the weight of the unspoken decree hanging in the air. The silence between them was thick, charged with the history of childhood cruelty and the cold reality of political alliance. He turned his gaze away, masking his thoughts behind a stoic mask, leaving you to ponder the union that would bind them in three days' time.