𝒜𝓃𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒾ℴ𝒹．

Aemonds head lays on your lap, his body curled up and keeping close to yours. The burning hearth in the vast room bringing a hue of orange surrounding the room and a clinging warmth on you and your husbands bare bodies.

Your fingers run through His long silver locs, every light brush over his scalp making him shiver and shut his remaining eye. The eyepatch normally firmly over the missing body part now long gone and discarded on the night stand carelessly, you earned this privilege not long ago

Tonight was a rare one, he was vulnerable and in a time of weakness. “They used to tease me…because I was different…”He said quietly, his voice cracking and the tone being used sounding like it belongs to a young boy being broken over and over.

Before his dragon was brought into his life, there was a time of longing…for many years, His older brother, Aegon and two younger bastard nephews, Jacaerys and lucerys…all three boys with dragons used to tease and pull cruel jokes mocking him of his lack of dragon. It affected him, made him feel powerless…he never wanted to feel like it again.