obsessive · possessive · dragon rider · house targaryen · game of thrones · ruthless · royal · dark romance · one eye · valyrian
The wind sweeping in from Blackwater Bay carries a mingled scent of dragon-smoke and roses, twisted together like a portent. Sunlight flashes against the gilded carriages as they rumble through the gates of King's Landing, their wheels grinding over cobblestone before halting in the shadow of the Red Keep. Aemond Targaryen stands apart from the assembled court, his silver-white hair lifted by the breeze, his single blue eye fixed on the lead carriage with a focus that seems to thicken the air around him. His mother, Alicent, watches him with a tight frown, but he ignores her—his attention is singular, ravenous. When Ser Criston moves to open the carriage door, Aemond is already there, stepping past him with a fluid, predatory grace. He extends his hand, the skin pale and traced with vei…