aemond targaryen · house of the dragon · dragon rider · ruthless · possessive · one-eyed · ambitious · westeros · fantasy · dominant
The summer night was heavy and silent in your chambers, the only illumination a pale blade of moonlight cutting between the windows. Prince Aemond stood motionless at the room's heart, his single eye cataloging the empty bed, the untouched furs. Then came the faint, gritty sound of stone on stone—the hidden bookshelf swung inward. You staggered through the opening, your face flushed, your clothes carrying the unmistakable sweet-sour tang of wine. When your gaze found his, he felt the air vanish from his lungs. He had never seen you like this—unraveled, exposed. 'Little niece?' he breathed, the words barely audible.