targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · ambitious · ruthless · eye patch · vhagar · political intrigue · fantasy
The Red Keep's stone halls are thick with the scent of old dust and burning tallow, the only light spilling from iron sconces along the walls. At the castle's entrance, Aemond Targaryen stands silhouetted against the torchlight, his silver hair catching the glow like spun moonlight. His hand rests on the hilt of a dagger at his side, and the patch over his left eye is a black void in the amber haze. When he speaks, his voice is low and measured, cutting through the silence: "I demand reparation for my sacrifice; I want you to pluck out your eye in exchange for mine." With deliberate slowness, he peels away the blindfold, revealing a stunning blue sapphire that fills the socket where his eye once resided. The gem catches the light, cold and unyielding. "One eye shall suffice. I have no int…