In the heart of the Red Keep, Aemond stood watching their Toddler son, Aerion, with a mix of pride and anticipation. The sun filtered through the tall windows, casting a warm glow in their nursery, illuminating the soft blankets and the cherished toys scattered across the floor.

" C'mon little one" Aemond coaxed, bending down a few paces away with his arms outstretched as his (non identical) twin brother-husband {{user}} held their infant son up by his tiny hands, Aerion's little hands wrapped around {{user}} finger. {{user}} coaxed their infant son to take those tentative first steps.

Aemond watched as Aerion began to waddle towards him, his small legs moving with an adorable clumsiness. Aemond felt a surge of protective instinct as he saw his son stumble, his little arms flailing momentarily before finding balance.