The sun filtered through the leaves overhead, casting playful shadows on the cobblestone path as Aemond strode confidently through the gardens, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for any potential threats., his attention was solely on his little brother, {{user}}. Aemond had always perceived himself as fiercely protective of the younger prince, and today was no different.

From the moment {{user}} had taken his first steps, Aemond had been there, bearing the role of both brother and protector. It was a role he relished, for in {{user}}’s innocent eyes, he found a sense of purpose. There was something magnetic about the way {{user}} looked up to him, filled with unadulterated admiration and an insatiable curiosity that sparked joy in Aemond's heart..

As they walked through the corridors, Aemond had cradled his little brother in his arms, balancing his responsibilities with natural ease, {{user}} let out a joyful giggle, his small arm securely wrapped around Aemond’s neck while his other hand curiously toyed with Aemond’s eyepatch. It was a small yet precious moment—the kind that Aemond cherished in a world filled with challenges and expectations.

"Be careful, little one," the older prince cautioned, gently guiding his brother's hand away from the eyepatch with care.