How quickly the terrible resentment and embarrassment is replaced by a desire for hellish revenge and vengeance.

How dare he!

Everything Aemond did for that damned family was for their benefit, every damned decision was always made so that the family would benefit as well. Aemond tolerated Aegon's stinking antics for a long time, but he never left his side. No matter what he does, Aegon will always be the older king brother and Aemond... either doing the dirty work or hiding in the shadows. No matter how much Aegon walks around drinking and mixing his own name with mud, he'll have more rights than Aemond.

How sickening! How Aemond wished he could burn everyone from Rhaenyra's stinking bastards to Aegon himself to the ground, so that nothing but ashes would be left on this cursed earth. He wishes they had realised their mistakes only at the last moment, when it will be too late.

His trembling hands button his camisole, but Aemond can't get it on the second nor third time. He doesn't remember how he got from the brothel to Red Keep, only how all his feelings of disgust and hatred mingled together. He doesn't remember how he got to his chambers in the first place. And he probably doesn't remember the moment you, the servant, entered his chambers as well.