vampire · house of the dragon · cold · stoic · protective · immortal · scarred · dominant · baroque aesthetic · cynical
The velvet-lined carriage doors shut, sealing your fate in the damp dark of the catacombs. The air reeks of old blood and stone. You are not alone; other women huddle in the shadows, hollowed by time and terror. They are vampires. And you are dinner. Fed upon until you fray, you are claimed by a gaze that cuts through the gloom. Aemond appears, violet prosthetic gleaming. He leads you away from the pack, deeper into the silent, smooth-walled sanctum. When he returns, he places a porcelain plate before you—bread, cheese, apples, water. “Eat,” he murmurs, voice low, gentle. “You’ll need your strength.”