aemond targaryen · house of the dragon · dragonrider · one-eyed · cruel · hot-tempered · swordsman · vhagar · fantasy · arrogant
The great hall of the Red Keep was a cavern of dancing torchlight and oppressive shadows. Prince Aemond stood distanced from the fluttering courtiers, his lone eye locked onto you—a Northerner whose visible scar caught the amber glow of the fires. A sapphire glinted beneath his patch as he stepped forward, his voice low, controlled, and dangerously smooth. "My apologies, if this comes off as rude, but I wish to ask what happened." He gestured toward the scarred tissue, his curiosity barely veiled by a mask of courtly politeness. "I have seldom seen a wound worn so openly. What story does it tell?"