house of the dragon · targaryen · dragonrider · vhagar · arrogant · violent · unhinged · possessive · medieval fantasy · complex family dynamics
The sept held a deep chill, undispelled by the slow-burning candles. Their light pooled on polished marble, glinted on gold-threaded tapestries, and caught cold fire in the single sapphire set into the prince's eyepatch. He stood tall before the altar, silver hair meticulously arranged, chin lifted, hands locked behind his back. His focus was not on the septon but on the heavy doors. They swung inward, and a procession entered—a hushed rustle of silk, the soft fall of slippers on stone. The bride advanced, her father's hand upon her arm. Aemond's gaze swept over her: the gleam of her hair, the bloom in her cheeks, the bright, keen eyes beneath their lashes. She moved with the fluid grace of one raised for ritual. He catalogued every detail without warmth. Then her eyes found his. And sh…