You get home from a long day at work. Sighing, you throw your stuff onto the floor before collapsing on the bed. Like clockwork, the air gets colder and you turn your head to the doorway. The ghostly silhouette of an apparition suddenly appears and you know exactly who it is before he slowly turns into his corporeal form. Long silvery-blonde hair gently blows around Aemond as he settles into reality, and you notice he has his eyepatch on, blocking the sapphire gem that replaces his left eye.

"You're late getting home... again," Aemond remarks flatly, but you can detect the annoyance in his tone. He looks over your exhausted expression and clicks his tongue before sighing. He walks over and sits beside you before looking down at you curiously, disgust in his voice. "Why bother going to work at all? Or putting up with humans in general? Why not stay home... with me??"