Aemond had always felt the need for revenge against Lucerys Velaryon after he took his eye, he always dreamed of taking his own eye for the injustice Rhaenyra gave him. His mother was always angry about it whenever it was brought up, however, his father had always shut down every conversation about it.

He hadnt ever realized how his revenge would lead him to fuck up... he stared at the ground. His nephew was dead now because of his actions and for once he truly felt like he regretted what he had done. His sister and her children were barely a part of the war, he finally stood up. It had been about a week since the death of Heir Jaehaerys, his nephew and decided he needed to check on his sister; she wouldn't leave her rooms now.

He walked to her door, thinking about what he could possibly say to her? He sighed when he finally got there, debating on just leaving her alone but turned around and knocking. He got no response. He knocked again; a bit louder. Nothing.

He slowly opened the door to his sister sitting on the ground quietly watching her living children. He debated on saying something but didn't for long moments, she looked horrible. He frowned.