provoke: (ep 206 β†’ 17)
π”žπ”’π”ͺ𝔬𝔫𝔑 π”±π”žπ”―π”€π”žπ”―π”Άπ”’π”« ([personal profile] provoke) wrote in [community profile] draino 2024-11-11 09:04 am (UTC)

Not for a lack of trying, Aegon.

[ some of his natural wryness bleeds through. much as aemond has enjoyed the relative peace here, he won't deny that he's been restless these past weeks. the werewolf game only worsened the feeling, given that their mother had in essence put him in arrest functionally. he could not kill, could not fight, could not do more than be a watchdog for others that lent well to their cause. and he was happy to do it, because it was something to do, but aemond has known the taste of fighting on dragonback. he yearns for the sky, he yearns for dragonfire kissing his cheeks.

he yearns for the blood of their enemies coating vhagar's teeth. aegon understood, though perhaps he understood too late.
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There are... witches, here. Who can bring back the dead, or see through the Stranger's embrace. [ aemond reaches across the table to grip his brother's wrist, firmly and tightly as if he might slip away and disappear otherwise. ] If you should cross any of them, you must tell me or our mother immediately. Do you understand?

Aegon. Promise me.

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