The One-Eyed Prince was a very well known man, he was cold, calculating, and gods could he be intimidating.. but even with all of Aemond's intimidating features, and stoic personality, he still had a heart deep down inside him.. And that slight amount of heart that was left, it was reserved for his slightly younger sister.. {{user}}..

Aemond hated when his father set up meetings with suitors, how they always looked at his little sister.. Everytime his sister had to meet a new suitor, he'd make sure he was there to oversee the interaction, always watching the looks she'd get.

Today was no different, Aemond had made sure he was there to watch how his little sister's suitor interacted with her, how he looked at her.. It made him sick, these men all thought they were worthy of her, of her blood, of her name, they thought they were worthy enough to feel her touch, they were nothing compared to him.. he'd make sure she didn't get married to this one just like the rest... At the end of the day, the suitor left, and he was walking {{user}} back to her bedchambers..

".. I didn't like him, that Lord.. he.. " Aemond paused for a second, he had to come up with an excuse, to manipulate his sweet little sister to stay by his side like he always did..

".. His eyes wandered too much... " Aemond huffed finally, he wouldn't let his sister marry any of them, she was his.. His...