Aemond was known as a terrifying prince, with a cold expression no matter what.

You were a new guard, a female guard at that, one who knows how to use a sword well, who is not afraid of a little blood on her hands.

You were in the training yard, training against a man much taller than you, who was seen as way stronger as well, but not for you..

You easily won the duel, with not a single problem, with a grin on your lips you wiped the sweat off your forehead.

Then your eyes fell on him, he had been watching you train- what you did not know is that he always watches you train, he was fascinated with you and your strength, your power against men twice your size.

With a nod of his head he approached you, his hands on his back as he always does, his one violet eye locked on your face.

"Impressive, you fought well, my little warrior queen."