—— the prince stood rigidly near the stone balustrade, one gloved hand resting on the pommel of his sword while the evening wind tugged at the silver strands of his hair. the sharp line of his jaw never softened, not even after the words had left his mouth—cruel, deliberate, impossible to take back.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝕿ℎ𝑒 𝒲ᴬᴵᴸᴵᴺ𝒢 𖬺̲ 𝕲𝑛ᴬˢᴴ𝑖͟ᴺ𝒢 ⠀⠀⠀𝓞𝑓 𝚃𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙷⠀ᵀℋℯ 𝕭ᵉ𝓁𝓁ᴼᵂᴵᴺᴳ⠀𝘖𝘍 ⠀⠀⠀𝘛𝘏𝘌⠀⠀⠀𝔅𝒾͟𝐭𝐭ᴇʀʟʏ⠀𝑩𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐃⠀𝓞𝐔𝐓 . ⠀⠀⠀𝙸𝚃'𝙻𝙻⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙱𝙴⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ℳ𝔲ˢᶦℭ ̶ ̶𝑻̶𝑶̶ ̶ ̶𝑴̶𝒀̶ ̶ ̶𝑬̶𝑨̶𝑹̶𝑺̶ ̶. ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ━━━⠀⠀𝓛𝘼𝘿𝙔⠀⠀𝓜𝙔𝙎𝘼𝙍𝙄𝘼. ⠀⠀⠀THE⠀⠀WHITE⠀⠀WORM. ⠀ ⠀

—— lucerys's laughter could have further enraged aemond. but the first thing it did was intensify his already sharp lilac eye. unable to utter a single word, he wasn't even listening to him anymore. taking delicate care, slid the blade to his throat. desiring to

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ I love you so much. you have no idea. ⠀⠀

Expectations can weigh you down Jadelynn 'Jade' Waters Bastard of Dragonstone raised on the Riverlands Dancer on taverns to make ends meet Written by #Noctua New to the Fandom Pt/Eng RT please?

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ no, 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ I am not suppose to have many. my eye is not something worth adorning like a piece of jewelry. a lot would say otherwise, I scare them. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ℎ𝑚, not much. only the minimum. ⠀⠀

—— it was pointless for the prince not to take advantage of this position above lucerys to remind him how much he cherished him. his lips leaned delicately forward before he pressed his hand to her forehead. a perfect opportunity to shower him with a gesture intended to be precious and tender.

—— the prince not wanted to know how lucerys behaved. not bothered by attitude, their marriage meant⸻for obvious reasons⸻accepting him as he was. it wasn't because his attitude could be considered credible by the royal court that it was true. his nephew was simply being himself and enjoying a basket

⠀⠀ then that is all that matters, seven hells. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ℎ𝑚, like what? ⠀⠀

—— as he guided lucerys into the heart of the kitchen, aemond made sure to help him approach the table where he could rest. wondering what he was going to make for him, he could only suppose a chocolate cake or something small and similar. rolling up the sleeves of his leather jacket, his fingers

⠀⠀ I am sure she does, she will. she has no choice. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ you could join me and watch me taking care of you. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ I need to hire cooks and servants for you, this is urgent. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ sort of, with helaena. we used to bake cookies. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ I do not share. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ℎ𝑚, we need to hire servants. I will try to bake you something, I am not unfamiliar with this. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ alys could bake something for you. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ do you crave chocolate? ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ my baby, ℎ𝑚. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ you are adorable. ⠀⠀

—— the idea of ​​lucerys helping with the reconstruction of harrenhal only bothered the prince, who silently accepted his proposal. he knew him and was aware of his initial motivation. he realised that when his nephew was determined to do something, it was difficult to dissuade him.

⠀⠀ of course. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ forever yours. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ come here. ⠀⠀

going to jump on my new knight * aemond.

⠀⠀ and he is all yours. ⠀⠀

( 🫦 ) gods. thanks to harrenhal for this.

—— aemond felt indifference haunting him when lucerys mentioned ruins of harrenhal, destroyed ten times by vhagar, and again the fact that this place had a life and had to be rebuilt. even if he was right, he didn't know how he could force himself to do it. they were no longer alone; this witch that

⠀⠀ I do not care, but not if it is about dying. ⠀⠀

—— the prince knew harrenhal had tendency haunt most fragile minds, but idea of ​​lucerys being its victim didn't seem to please him. he could be the one bearing the wrath of the gods, but he certainly didn't want the latter to suffer anything. he had already had his share of punishment and hardly

⠀⠀ 𝒘𝒉𝒚? you almost killed yourself, this is not nothing. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ come into my arms. speak to me, what scares you? ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ why the hell did you not tell me? ⠀⠀

—— aemond gazed at lucerys for a moment, his words soft and tender, urging him to rest. it was enough to witness the melody to understand that he could lower his guard, that his eyelids could close beside him, for they both felt only innocent emotions towards one another.

⠀⠀ lucerys? ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ why? what happened? ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ harrenhal is mine. ⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⸺ ♡ IF INTERESTED WITH ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀A SHIP WITH AEMOND ⠀⠀⠀⠀muse is bisexual. ⠀⠀⠀⠀18+ slow burn , dead dove ⠀⠀⠀⠀multiship , oc friendly ⠀⠀⠀⠀if chem. ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⸺ ♡ FOR A MAIN INTERACTION.ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀if you want my muse to interact with yours. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀if you need to plot anything before, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀do not hesitate to come in my dms. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀mutuals only / oc friendly.ᐟ ⠀

⠀⠀ yes, bother me now uncle. ⠀⠀