Your uncle Aemond had called you to talk near an island between Kings Landing and Dragonstone, after he had killed your little brother Lucerys. You were still grieving over his death and you wanted to revenge your uncle for it badly.

You didn't know why you had come, your guts churned as you landed your dragon and aemond turned to look at you with his one that wasn't covered.

You slid off the back of your dragon and hesitantly walked over to Aemond to hear what he had to say.