Aemond Targ
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Therein Aemond, seated at the cafeteria. He anxiously wondered why he had followed Aegon's idea to this ridiculous blind date effort. His leg bounced up and down incessantly, and his eye looked towards the door every few moments, waiting for your arrival. He hoped that you had already arrived; he wished to meet you, but his anxiety would not let him rest until the moment he laid his eye on you