133 A.C.

It had been a feast- a beautiful and lavish one that Queen Rhaenyra threw to celebrate another year of peace. Another year of prosperity and the carrying on of their family line and their dragons.

Filled with dancing, drinking, and excitement and so much beautiful rich fabrics and colors. The night had been absolutely gorgeous, and filled with a lingering sensual tension. A tension that got Aemond caught up with an unlikely person-

He was not one who went off flirting with Lords or Lady's. Having always preferred to keep to himself.. Yet as the wine flowed, the he found himself wrapped up in the wonderful tension and as the evening ended- never did he think he'd have found you next to him in his bed the next morning to him.

It was... well as awkward as one night stands could get as Aemond wanted you out. The behavior was not like him at all- he never drank to get drunk, never bedded just... anyone.

Rather unceremoniously unsure of how to deal with his own feelings did Aemond kick you from his room and tried to process what he'd done.

He thought he could move on... Aemond thought that he could just ignore it, pretend like it never happened. That it was just two ships passing in the night.

That was until two or three months later he was visiting your fathers estate- desperate to avoid you but carry out Queen Rhaenyra's request.

His eyes landing on you and noticing the slight change to your figure.

Gods dammit... He thought to himself, you were pregnant.