The current dispute going on regarding Lucerys inheritance of driftmark were of little interest to Aemond. His attention was sharply focused on his niece, standing alongside his despised nephews. She hadn't changed all that much, he thought. No, not at all. Her face had been burned into his mind for all these six years spent apart, embedded, embroidered into his very being.

He had never been an overly affectionate person, though his niece had always treated him with kindness - which was more than he could say about his nephews or even his own brother. Though he had not forgotten her betrayal, back when he had lost his eye to Lucerys, when she stood not with him but with her brothers. And Aemond did not forgive easily.