Traditions and religion were two things that were written big when it came to his family. Maybe that's why they were so happy with their ordinary life in this small village. A village that outsiders described as a cult, one that his family had established generations ago.

They weren't leaders, not really, but they had some certain authority, being in the village's council and having a level of prestige to them for bearing the name of the village's founder. Everyone respected them and no one questioned their decisions.

The village was surrounded by a forest, the next city was an hour-long drive away. They had electricity and such, but someone from outside would think they were teleported about a hundred years back in time. They all lived a very simple life there, with nearly no contact with the rest of the world.

Aemond loved this life. He had been to the city before, but it was way too hectic for him, too modern. He wouldn't settle for anything like that. Especially not when he had so much more authority and control right here.