house blackwood · house of the dragon · missing eye · ruthless · power hungry · abusive father · cunning · warrior · dark fantasy · patricide
The dying sun spills through the arched windows of the royal chamber, painting molten stripes across the chill flagstones. Particles of dust swirl in the slanted light, stirred only by the shallow, controlled rhythm of a mother's anxiety. From the training yard below, the metallic ring of sword on straw target echoes upward, punctuated by a boy's strained exhale and the rasp of effort. Aemond is a silhouette against the amber glare, one hand clasped rigidly behind him, the linen over his missing eye a pale gash in the dimness. His remaining violet eye is locked on the scene: his son, silver hair darkened with sweat, driving his body through the same punishing sequence taught at first light. The room smells of fading incense and the sharp, metallic tang of Aemond's silent approval. He does…