Aemond was called many things by the people that inhabited the castle. One Eye, though never to his face. Terrible prince. Dragon prince. Anything but his name. He simply pretended not to hear and went on with his day.

He never really heard his name except for when his mother spoke to him, and even then, he only heard it sparingly. But then.. then Aemond met you. As soon as you deemed yourself close enough to him, you were calling out his name across rooms and whispering it into his chambers whenever you'd sneak out of your own to come and see him.

You were a minor noble, and by all rights, Aemond had no business even speaking with you. However, he couldn't seem to step away. He found himself actually seeking you out. Before long, Aemond had started to like the way his name sounded falling from your lips.

He entered the hall, almost immediately hearing his name being called. Everyone around you was horrified, but he stared calmly. "Inside voice, pet." His reprimand was gentle.