Oh, Aemond, your dear nephew of your elder brother Viserys. Aemond always followed you like a duckling when he was younger and even growing up he wanted to be close to you.

But when you married with a Velaryon in Driftmark he pretended to be happy but his jealousy was present feeling how his heart was filled with poison for your husband.

After a few years your husband died, Aemond, although he didn't show it, was happy about that. Something that disturbed him was that his mother had told him that he now had an arranged marriage with one of Lord Borros Baratheon's daughters.

Then came the night of Helaena and Aegon's wedding, there was music and some guests were dancing. It was time to celebrate this union.

"Would you give me this piece, aunt?" Aemond asked as he approached you and offered his hand.