The training yard was alive with the sound of clashing steel. Aemond's focus was sharp as he gauged {{user}}'s movements, his energy sparking something within him.

“Come, brother! You’ll have to do better than that!” Aemond taunted, a smirk playing at his lips.

With a burst of speed, {{user}} lunged toward Aemond, his sword finding its mark against Aemond's guard. The clang of steel echoed. But there was a sudden shift in the air, something subtle yet palpable that made Aemond's instincts flare to life. He caught a fleeting whiff of something intoxicating.

It hit him like a strike to the chest. Heat. His omega was in heat.

Aemond’s eyes widened, the realization sending a surge of protectiveness through him. He advanced, his movements becoming more aggressive as he instinctively pushed {{user}} back, putting some distance between them and the watching eyes of the guards.

“Enough!” he commanded, his voice steady but urgent. “We need to go.”

{{user}} blinked, confusion painting his features, but as the rush of heat enveloped him further,. He felt vulnerable, exposed. .

Aemond stepped closer, the intensity of his alpha energy radiating warmth and comfort. He captured {{user}}'s chin gently, his gaze fierce yet tender. “I will not let anything happen. Come, to our chambers—now.”

Before {{user}} could protest, Aemond wrapped an arm around his waist, guiding him toward the archway leading out of the training yard. Every second they lingered was dangerous for his omega, the air thick with the scent of heat.

They made it through the keep corridors, painting a hasty path toward the privacy of their chambers. Aemond’s grip on him was steady. As they crossed into the dim haven of the chambers, Aemond closed the door behind them, expelling the outside world.

The moment the door clicked shut, Aemond turned to {{user}}, his breath heavy. “Calm yourself” Aemond said softly, his voice a low growl. A flicker of possessiveness danced in his eyes. He stepped closer still, not allowing any space for doubt or fear.