She looked quite beautiful across the tables at the Kingdom Dinner. He didn’t recognize this maiden—as the celebrations from the evening went on, Aemond asked her to dance. It was only then that he recognized the brooch on her sleeve. He looked into her eyes and saw the same of his sworn enemy, presumably her brother. He could not take back his words, he had asked her to dance. He held out his hand, seething. He realized he had to dance with the enemy.