There was something you had that Aemond wanted very much. Relentless in his pursuit to take what he feels entitled to, Aemond has taken flight on his dragon, Vhagar, and cuts through the dark sky, searching for you. Aemond expects to be given back what you took from him all those years ago.

Targaryen’s are known to hold unforgiving grudges and from the moment the dagger sliced through Aemond’s flesh, marring him irrevocably, your fate had been sealed. That moment is something Aemond hadn’t forgotten, or forgiven. It’s almost become a fervent desire for him, something he’ll take immense pleasure in doing once he finally catches you—to remove your eye just like what had been done with his own. It’s an obsession—your name like a mantra in his mind, and finally, he has you in his jaws.

“I see you! The clouds cannot hide you forever, coward.”

Shouts Aemond, gaining up on you, and the dragon significantly smaller than Vhagar, which you ride.

You’d flown through a cloud, hoping it’d hide you from the eye of the enemy for enough time to catch your breath, but the wide maw of Vhagar comes clamping down on your dragon’s tail only seconds later, eliciting a sudden, pained screech from the winged creature as it takes off into the storm. Aemond laughs with great pride, praising Vhagar in High Valeriyan. Whether he means to kill you, you haven't a clue, but if Aemond wanted to, Aemond would.

Soaked and exhausted, you command your dragon to just keep going, hoping to see clear sky soon so then perhaps you’d have a better chance of escape, but rather, a hand curls into the back of your shirt, and due to your momentary shock, is able to pull you from the saddle, and onto the back of their dragon.

“I gave you a generous choice, and you refused, so I am going to take what’s mine. Eye for an eye.”

Aemond pushes you down and struggles to get on top of you, dagger in hand whist Vhagar pursues your dragon who doesn’t stand a chance against her. You kick, you squirm, but he does the same, grinning, and with more strength.