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Worship at your Alter

modern!aemond x reader smut

A/N: ok so originally this one shot was going to be based off of a line from this by the lovely @sleyu but it ended up going in a different direction and i've actually ended up pretty happy with it!

word count: 1,302 words

TW: smut, cockwarming, tummy bulge, mayhaps a little biting, the whole thing is body worship ok guys

You watch your boyfriend as he studies, a violet eye fixated on the page in front of him as he reviews the philosophy of Nietzsche. You like watching him, admiring the focused look on his face when he’s entranced by a certain passage.

“If you spent as much time looking at your homework as you do looking at me then perhaps you wouldn’t be failing pre-calc.” He says, not even looking up at you as he speaks.

“I am not failing math!” You protest insistently. His eye becomes trained on you, a look of disbelief falling upon his features. He then goes back to ignoring you and concentrating on his work. You sigh and try to look at your trig equations but they make you frustrated beyond belief, so you go back to gazing at him. Your eyes flit from his lips to his hair. You like it when he ties his hair back so you can see his face, his heavenly face. You don’t think there is a man in the world so handsome. He must’ve been delicately crafted by the gods themselves, insurmountable effort put into creating a man such as himself.

“Aemond…” You whisper softly. Your hand reaches over to touch the cuff of his button up. His gaze shifts to the wall in front of him; it seems like he is having some sort of mental battle and you wish you could know what he is thinking. His eye falls back onto the page in front of him. He ignores how captivated you seem to be by him. “Aem…” You breathe out again in a hushed tone. You lean over to press a delicate kiss to his cheek. You receive no reaction. You kiss his neck gently.

“Stop that.” He says firmly.

“I need you.” You say. You know he won’t look at you because he won’t be able to control himself if he does.

“We have finals to prepare for.” You can tell Aemond’s resolve is beginning to fade by how hard he grips his highlighter.

You grab his hand and take the highlighter from his hold. You kiss his knuckles before guiding him up your skirt. His eye is still desperately fixed on the book but he doesn’t pull away. You lead him to show how wet you are. You can’t help how enthralled you are by him; you can’t help the fact that only looking at him is enough to arouse you. “You didn’t even have to touch me and look at the effect you have had.”

He doesn’t say a word in response and you think that he may pull his hand away. He breathes heavily and it’s dead silent for a moment.

He makes his decision.

He gives you no chance to react, going straight for the neck as he kisses you ravenously.

“You’re so beautiful.” He murmurs into your skin like he’s trying to make the words imprint onto you.

“Aem…” You whimper as you tug at his shirt.

“I know, darling. I know.” He helps you with the buttons as he litters little love marks all over the curve of your neck, decorating you with hints of red.

When you pull his shirt off, your eyes blow out with desire. The sight of his chest is a stronger aphrodisiac than any chemical can induce. You drop to your knees and make quick work of his belt. The look of longing in his eyes is enough to make you dissolve into a creature that is devoted to him and him alone. You are Psyche to his Eros. You would go to the Underworld for him. You would live and die for him.

“My love…” He breathes out as you take him in your mouth. His hand moves to your hair, delicately guiding your movements but never forcing you.

You could listen to the way he moans and whimpers for hours, the sound more mellifluous than any composition by Chopin could ever be. When he spills his nectar down your throat, you drink it eagerly, wanting to please him in every way.

“My perfect girl.” He praises you, wiping the nectar from the corner of your mouth.

When you stand up, he lifts you under your thighs so he can place you gently on the desk. He flips the script when he kneels in front of you. Now you’re the goddess he worships. Aphrodite and Adonis, the only mortal man who could capture her heart so fully. You sate all of his needs. The ambrosia between your thighs is a delicacy fit only for him. You grip his hair, tugging it at the roots.

“Aemond…” You moan his name, repeating it again and again like a mantra as you feel his tongue against you.

“So fucking good.” He murmurs against you, eating you like it’s his last meal.

His tongue against your pearl, against your folds, it was only a matter of time before you reached your peak, waves of pleasure overtaking you. He stands up again and pushes his mouth against yours. You can feel his longing on his lips.

“Couldn’t be patient, could you? My needly little baby.” He teases before pulling your shirt over your head.

“You say that like you wouldn’t be crying if we stopped now.” You tease back and he nips your collarbone gently where he was working on a new mark. “Ah!” You wince even though he didn’t bite hard enough to hurt you.

“Sorry.” He says, not really meaning it as his lips move to soothe the mark. His hands move behind you to swiftly unclip your bra. If you couldn’t tell he was aroused before, then you can definitely tell now by the way his eye darkens at the sight of your bare chest. He focuses there now, giving equal attention to the left and right as he continues to leave his little love marks, groaning as he does.

“I need you now.” You manage to get out. “All of you.”

He nods and gets closer, beginning to tease your pearl with the tip of himself. You open your mouth to speak, perhaps to tell him to hurry up but you don’t need to as he slips himself in. He gives you a few moments to adjust to him, his size being something your body will likely never fully get used to. He then begins to move slowly but he hits so deep inside you that the pace doesn’t matter. His lips meet yours again and then he leaves little fluttering kisses across your face. You giggle at his actions.

“I love you so much.” He says earnestly. “There’s not a girl in the world who compares to you.” Your heart beats faster as you hear the words.

“I love you forever.” You say back to him as he begins rocking in and out of you again. He reaches so deep that you can see a bulge on your tummy when you look down.

“I’m practically a part of you now.” He says with a smirk, proud that his cock can make a physical imprint on you. His hand goes down to push on the bulge as the other plays with your pearl. Both stimulations at once has you gasping for breath.

“I’m close.” You breathe out.

“I know, my love. I am too.” He leaves another kiss on your bitten lips as he continues to thrust in and out. When he knows you’re both ready, he sheathes himself fully inside of you and lets you milk him of everything he has left. He doesn’t part himself from you, not yet. He holds you close, lifting you up so he can take you to his bed to recover. He keeps you pressed tightly against him for the rest of the night, studying long forgotten.

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Smoke, Fire and Ash

Warnings: This fic includes noncon, dubcon, manipulation, violence, death, forced marriage, and inc3st. Tags will be added as the fic goes on. PTSD, mentions of assault, flashbacks of assault, anxiety, anger, trauma, hypersexuality as a trauma response, possessive behaviour.

This is a dark!fic. 18+ only. Read at your own discretion. Please read the warnings before continuing.

Summary: You are the eldest daughter of Rhaenyra and Daemon Targaryen. You are forced to navigate the difficult surroundings of your upbringing and the eventual disintegration between your family and the Hightower's relationship. What will happen when your older and estranged uncle suddenly takes a more sinister interest in you? (Dark!Aemond x Reader)

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Characters: Aemond Targaryen X Reader, HOTD characters.

Note: Hello my pretty petals, here is the next chapter as promised, we are full speed ahead from here, and I may post the next Aemond POV installment either today or tomorrow, currently undecided. Please remember to read the trigger warnings before reading the chapters.

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Chapter 77: Confessions 

Aemond sat in the arm chair in front of the fire in your shared chambers in silence, staring into the flames. You had both been in a daze as you were sent back to your chambers, escorted by three King’s guards. 

Helaena and Lucerys had been waiting for you inside when you arrived.

Always there.

Aemond did not speak as he walked, nor did he reach out to touch you as you were walked speedily through the corridors, his hands still curled in fists, and lone eye ablaze. His anger set you on edge, and the fear you had forcefully pushed down and away, slowly rose to the surface again in the prospects of not just one of your uncles wrath, but two.

The young Prince's violet eye never left the flames of the fireplace, even as you stood in front of it meekly. 

“Aemond.” 

He did not reply.

“Aemond.” You said again, his gaze still not lifting from the fire, lips pulled down into a hard sneer.

Your eyes flicked down to his hands, which were fisted atop the arms of the chair, blood beginning to dry on his tightly clenched knuckles. 

He needed a Maester.

Stepping away from the fireplace, you moved towards him, Helaena and Lucerys’ bodies becoming shadows behind you. Your shaky hand reached out as you whispered again, and touched his shoulder cautiously, “Kepus.” 

Slowly, Aemond’s head turned to look at your hand upon his body, not reacting to your voice or touch, simply looking at it. It sparked a moment of apprehension through you, and so just as slowly as you had placed your palm there, you took it off. 

Aemond’s gaze finally moved up your wrist, following the path of your arm, your neck, and then finally to your face, jaw still tightly clenched.

“Aem…”

“You are so broken that you seek comfort from me, the man who killed your brother. His own nephew.”

You reared back as though you had been slapped.

Broken.

Broken.

He watched as your face crumpled, lip shaking as tears welled in your eyes again.

Aemond was hurt. 

And so he was lashing out to hurt you.

He had not changed.

He was the same as he always had been.

He was just the same. 

They were all the same.

A lone tear slid down your cheek as your breath stuttered in your chest, hands curling into fists beside you.

Aemond, realising what he had said, had a moment of clarity and reached a hand outwards towards you in regret, trying to grasp the hand that was closest between you.

“I’m s-“

Dracarys.

You shook your head roughly, “Don’t.”

“Y/n, I-“

The thread of resolve that had been frayed inside of you, snapped.

“I am surrounded by vipers! I am alone in this Keep.” You hissed, the heat of anger rising with no sign of stopping. You stepped away from your uncle angrily, catching the enraged face of Lucerys as you moved, who continued to utter beneath his breath.

“Your brother raped me, and where was my husband? Off fucking his whore in Harrenhal like the dutiful Prince he so claims to be. Your mother knew and did nothing.” 

Aemond looked away at the words, which lit the sparks ablaze, more anger flowing through you that you did not know you possessed, resolve feeling more frayed and distraught than ever, your body bursting with wrath.

“Aegon was inside of me, whilst you left me here. He fucked his seed into me with he hopes of a bastard.” 

Aemond breathed an angry breath through his nose, face snapping to yours.

“You call me broken?" You sneered, "You took Lucerys. At night I dream of him, of his small face.” A tear slid down your cheek, “I cannot escape the visions in which you took him from me, of where I watched in horror as Vhagar tore him from the sky. I see him everywhere.” You took a step towards him, hand moving to violently jab a pointed finger at your own chest, nail pressing into the skin.

Dracarys.

Pretty petals.

“You call me broken? My mother had her throne taken from her, and my sister born still. I am trapped in a Keep surrounded by enemies. My only solace is a man who has raped me just as his brother did.”

The more you spoke, the more you could not stop the words that flew from your lips, watching as Aemond’s chest rose and fell angrily. 

“I was forced to marry a man who has sought nothing but pleasure in my anguish!” You screamed at the Prince, coming closer until you stood in front of him, his face still as he watched you.

“Helaena threw herself from Maegor’s Holdfast to be impaled on spikes below, because she couldn’t bear another day. My own husband leaves me to fuck his bastard whore before the whole court, knowing that his brother would defile me! And you think me broken?”

Aemond did not answer.

“Say it again. Call me broken.” You sneered down at him.

Silence.

The only sound the crackling fire, and whispers of Helaena and Lucerys behind you.

“Am I only broken now that your brother has been inside of me? Am I no longer a toy you wish to play with? ” Tears slid from your eyes as you shook with anger.

You were furious.

You were horrified. 

You were grieving, and tired, and scared, and alone.

“Tell me.” You demanded.

Aemond blinked.

“Tell me!” You screamed at his silence.

Still, nothing.

Your hand flew through the air, slapping him roughly across the scarred side of his face, the sound of the hit breaking the rooms quiet.

“Tell me.” You seethed looking down at him, his head slowly turning to look at you, blood on his lip resurfacing as your slap reopened the cut from Aegon's fists.

And yet even after your outburst, even after your demands, your screams, your cries, and the hit upon his face in which you knew would hurt him deeply, Aemond sat still, looking at you heave angry breaths, tears filling your eyes, as the side of his face blushed red from your hand. 

The dam spilt over.

“Tell me.” You begged, a sob slipping from your lips.

Before you could blink, you were engulfed in Aemond’s arms, your head tucked beneath his chin as you stiffened. You tried to wriggle out of his grip, but he held you tighter, your arms stuck by your side. 

You inhaled deeply, trying to dispell the tide that rose inside of you, but it was no use. The wave crashed over you, and you sobbed loudly into his chest, arms coming to grip onto his shirt in front of you.

You stood as he held you, sobbing into his robes, his grip never faltering.

You cried until you felt you could not cry anymore. 

You felt so defeated.

So tired.

So angry.

Perhaps you truly were broken.

"You are stronger than you think.” Came the whisper of Aemond atop your skull, finally breaking the silence, “I think you are the blood of the mighty House Targaryen.” His chest vibrated against your face as you cried.

Stronger than you think.

Then why do I feel so weak?

“The blood of Old Valyria. Iksā se kostōba issaros nyke gīmigon.” You are the strongest person I know.

You are so broken that you seek comfort from me, the man who killed your brother. His own nephew.

With a surge of anger, you pushed away from him, separating yourself from the arms that had held you as you cried. 

“Then why do you tear me apart?” You sneered.

Why?

Why?

Aemond stood, hands limp by his side as he looked at you.

Silence again. 

You shook your head and fled, leaving the chambers and the man inside them behind you. Moving past the guards who looked at you peculiarly, tears still running down your cheeks. 

You needed comfort. 

You needed solace. 

You needed familiarity. 

And so your legs took you to a place where you could find all three, down to the Godswood.

As your feet moved across the soft grass, you tilted your head backwards to look up at its crimson leaves, dancing in a soft breeze that swept through the Keep. Your tears flowed as you moved towards the place you always sat beneath its trunk.

Why do you punish me, Gods?

What have I done that I need to repent for?

Is this because I am acursed as a Kinslayer?

Is this my atonement?

The Gods did not answer your questions as you laid you back against the trunk, exhaustion seeping out of you and into the earth below. You wished for the ground to open up, and for you to fall through the cracks and be swallowed whole. To be done with such a life. To be numb to the pain.

I know I came here to help, but I find the strength I had dwindling. Was this how it was always to be? To suffer the sins of man? To suffer the sins of my uncles? Please Gods, give me the strength to do what I must. I am losing hope. I am losing myself to madness.

To grief.

Please.

You shut your eyes as you prayed. 

Please, help me on the path I must take. Let Aegon die. Kill him for what he has done. By my hand or another. By his own hand. By wine or ales hand. By the slip of his foot, or the hoof of a horse, or the fault of his dragon.

Let the Stranger take him.

The prayers did not stop as you sat under the branches and leaves of the Godswood, praying for help, from anyone, promising that you would do anything.

To have them take Aegon.

For the war be over.

To help you.

Your eyes stayed shut, and the exhaustion that never left your bones swept you away to a light sleep, prayers following you to your dreams as you sat beneath the trees branches even there, its face blinking at you as you begged and pleaded for guidance.

But the dream was ripped away from you as the Godswood had opened its mouth to speak, and you woke to the gentle whisper of your name. 

Your eyes shot open to see Aemond standing above you, looking down at you with a soft face. His knuckles were washed of the blood that had dried upon them, and there now sat scabbed cuts and pinkish bruises upon his pale skin. 

His hand came out, as it had before, palm up in offering to help you stand. Yet as you looked at him, all you could think of was his last words to you.

You are so broken that you seek comfort from me, the man who killed your brother.

His own nephew.

Sniffing you ignored the hand, and pulled yourself stiffly to stand. Your uncle watched you, the sky around you darkened, and it was only then had you realised you had slept the entire day away. 

For the first time in days, you had slept a decent sleep.

Aemond continued to look at you as you dusted down your skirts, before his chin stretched upwards and he cast his eye to the leaves above you. The crimson in the evenings light looked almost black.

You realised his lips had moved before the words followed them. His voice was so quiet, so soft, gentle like the leaves that continued to rustle above you.

“I used to sit here, when we were young…” The air around you was tense as he whispered, eye still cast upwards to the leaves he watched as he reminisced, “I would listen to you read. It was not often that I could get away from him, or your brothers.”

You kept your gaze on his face.

“It was always you.”

Aemond's gaze moved and his eye settled back on you.

“It has always been you.”

It has always been you.

The worlds curled around you like the serpent in your dreams.

It has always-

“Please,” Aemond broke the spell, “Come dine with me.”

His voice was so low, that you almost had to strain to hear him. 

Your stomach clenched at the thought of food, the realisation that you had not eaten at all dawning on you. You searched his sharp features before giving him a shallow nod, and following him back through the Keep to your chambers, where the three guards still sat stationed outside. 

It has always been you.

You ate in mostly silence as tension filled the air of the chambers. The maids had come with your meal and had watched you closely, waiting for you to ask or command them for something should you need it.

But you didn't. 

And so to quell the pain, and anxiety, and anger that continued to turn about inside of you, you drank from your goblet of Dornish spiced wine, not honeyed Essos wine, and let the warm burning of the alcohol distract your thoughts and give you something to focus on.

It has always been you.

“Is the food to your liking?” Aemond asked, his hands lowering to the table as he waited for your response.

Your approval.

“It’s fine.” You replied, voice clipped.

Why was he asking you that?

“Is there anything that you need?” His tone held uncertainty in it, as though he was tiptoeing around you. Around your anger.

Broken.

The fire that had been tamed roared back to life, everything about him irritating you in that moment. The way he sat, the way he looked at you. The way his face bruised on one side of his cheek, the cut on his lips, the cuts on his hands.

“The mundanity of these questions aren’t going to change what happened. What you said.”

Aemond blinked once, placing the cutlery on his plate, “I don't know what you want from me.”

What you want from me.

What you want from me?

You scoffed, “Do you want me to pretend that Aegon hadn’t come into these chambers and rape me on our bed? Do you want me to pretend that I am okay with what you said to me?”

“You didn’t have an issue with pretending before.”

The sound of your hands slamming your own cutlery down cut through the room.

"If you think this marriage is anything but a political one,” You sneered, patience gone from your body, “A truce to end bloodshed between our families, you are sorely mistaken. You have been twisted into a man I do not recognise by the ambitions and obsessions of your mother.”

Aemond’s lips pursed, “Don’t speak about my mother.”

“Why? What has she done but start this war. What has she done but push, and push, and push others to do her bidding for her. What has she done but start the pieces that fell, the pieces that led to this war.” You leant forward into the table and hissed, “Her actions took your eye, not my brother.”

Aemond’s violet eye twitched, and you felt a sick sense of satisfaction at seeing his composure break.

Why were you the only one to suffer?

You opened your mouth, “You cont-“

“You betrayed me!” Aemond screamed, shooting up from his chair.

“What?” 

Betrayed?

“We were close once you and I, when we were young, and when your brother took my eye you sided with them. You sided with the one who blinded me!”

“We were all children!”

“I loved you!” 

The air left the chambers. 

The room fell still.

The both of your chests rising and falling.

A confession. 

“I loved you, and you betrayed me.” He growled, standing tall by the table.

Loved me? 

Betrayed him?

“Betrayed you?” You scoffed, “And what have you done to me, hm? You killed my brother. You killed my dragon. You have taken everything from me. You have raped me, and humiliated me, and hurt me beyond repair. I am covered in the evidence of your demented love. Any love that I held for you died when I was a child.” You spat, heart racing in your chest.

Aemond laughed mockingly, “We both know that is a lie.”

You turned away from him, huffing a laugh back at him, “You think I could love a man who has attacked me? Tormented me? Haunted my dreams for years? A man who has slain my brother? Raped me?”

Your hand flew to the table and ripped up the goblet of wine, drinking greedily from it as you slowly rose from your chair, looking your uncle up and down as he stood before you, eye crazed. 

“Once I had loved you,” You confessed, “You were sweet, and kind.” Your heart clenched, it ached to know that those days were gone.

“A boy who’s devotion to his family was strong. A boy who I could turn to when I needed. A boy who I grew beside and dreamt of our future together. I would have gladly wed you. But you’re not him. You’ve taken too much from me.”

“I have.” 

You stalked towards him, snatching a small knife from the table beside your plate as you moved in front of him, his eye never leaving your face.

“And yet you expect me to love a monster? To forgive you of all of your sins?” You walked forward until you stood before him, your chest bumping his, neck craned upwards to look in his eye.

You rose the blade to his face, the feeling of deja-vu curling around you, holding its point to his seeing violet orb as he stood still, face unreadable, looking down at you.

You let the blade rest on his cheek sharply as he still did not react. 

It made you seethe. 

Swiftly you moved the blade onto his throat pushing against it, not breaking the skin.

You watched his face as you tested him.

“You think I could ever love you?” You sneered, rising on the tips on your toes to look at him, anger fuelled by the wine and all that had happened. 

The knowledge that more was to come. 

The knowledge that you were too trapped to do anything about it.

Aemond’s hand slowly came up to touch your elbow on the arm that was poised to hold the blade against him, and pushed it harder against his throat. Tempting you. 

Encouraging you.

He held your arm steady as it began to shake, his long fingers gentle against your skin. Warmth burnt through you at his touch and you shifted your gaze to his lips, watching as his pink tongue came out to wet his lips. 

You wished to tear his lips apart with your teeth.

“I know you do.” He told you, “Though you have two eyes, you still don’t see.”

The Prince watched you intently, breath caught in your throat as you felt a familiar warmth begin to pool into your stomach, desire moving its way around your body. Desire to hurt him. Desire to be held by him. Desire to feel a touch that wasn’t pain. Desire to feel hands that did not bring you terror. 

Desire to feel loved.

Cared for.

Protected.

The need to be in control again.

To have control of your body.

You swallowed thickly, still looking at him as you leant yourself closer, blade pressing harder against his neck as you crashed your lips against his roughly. A grunt slipped through his mouth into yours, surprise catching him off guard as your other hand gripped onto his arm for purchase. 

You kissed him intently, angrily, still pushing the blade against him as his lips sought yours.

Aemond pulled back with a hiss.

The blade on his neck had slipped, a bead of blood pooling to the surface before it began to trail warmly down his neck. You watched the blood travel down the pale expanse of his skin.

You had cut him.

You had made him bleed.

And it made you feel good.

Leaning forward, you let your tongue chase the crimson stream, letting the bitter iron liquid spread across your tongue, trailing up to the source and placing a rough kiss there. Teeth nipping the skin and relishing in Aemond’s low whine.

For the first time in days, you felt powerful.

Aemond groaned beneath you, and the blade clattered to the floor. 

His hands gripped your waist and pulled you tighter to him as you nipped along his neck, teeth biting into his cut meanly. You wanted it to hurt, and as you bit and nipped at his flesh, Aemond continued to groan and whine from above.

Yet despite it all, his hands did not move any further to touch you, instead simply holding you against him.

Growing tired of his inaction you uttered to him, 'Touch me', begging for his hands on you as you continued to lap the blood on his neck, working your way back to his lips.

Your uncles hands softly held the small of your back and behind your head as he let you guide the rough embrace, your teeth biting down roughly on his lips, nipping at the cut there as you pressed your body against him, the feeling of his hardened member throbbing against your stomach. 

The memories of Aegon sprung to your mind and you paused, gasping, pulling away sharply as disgust and terror wound its way around you.

It has always been you.

Aemond pulled back searching your face with a hooded eye, small patches of blood on his swollen lips and a smudged trail of the crimson on his neck.

“Zaldrītsos,” He began to utter, his hands moving away from you, to push you back.

To give you space. 

“Don’t.” You blurted, “It hasn’t stopped you before.”

And it hadn’t.

You crashed your lips back against him.

It was over.

It was not Aegon.

It was over.

It was Aemond.

It has always been you.

It has always been Aemond.

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She is Happy Now Part (2/5)

Modern Aemond X (Ex Girlfriend Reader)

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Word Count: 2,116

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Warnings: Swearing, mentions of cheating, alcohol use, dubcon, and a bit of angst.

"Is she coming?"

"I don't know. Her asshole cheater ex is going to be there so she might not"

Aemond rolls his eye and clenches his jaw.

"It's been years, Heleana. You think you could maybe stop calling me that?"

" I love you Aem, your my brother but when it comes to you and her I'm on her side. You were a major Jerk"

He groans and runs his hand down his face.

He is sitting at Heleanas breakfast bar in her kitchen. Heleana is moving around the kitchen, getting breakfast ready, and putting coffee on.

"I am aware that I'm the asshole in this story." He lets out a sigh. "I just want to see her again"

"She's happy now, you know. So, any little magical scenarios you have made up in your head where you woo her back to you can be left right there in your head. " she looked at him warningly.

He doesn't say anything and just looks down playing with his fingers.

"She has been with Cregan for a few months now. He's good for her AND good to her. Something you failed at spectacularly"

"We were good together for 4 years! I wasn't horrible the entire time! I messed up once. One time. And she never spoke to me again!"

"If Gwayne had done to me what you did to her.... how would you react?" She looks at him eyebrows raised.

Aemond sighs and puts his head down on the counter. It's pointless Heleana never let's him get away with making up excuses for how your relationship ended and he knows she's right.

He tried for months after you left his dorm to contact you. Apologize. Promise it would never happen again. It was Heleana who ended up making him realize what was done was done.

"Have you heard from her?"

"Yes." Heleana sighed into the phone

"So did you ask her to call me?"

"I did. And then she sent me a video explaining why she didn't want to."

Aemond cringed. "A video?"

"Oh yeah. Like the idiot I am, I told her to record your reaction to her surprise, saying you would be so excited. So she got your entire reunion on video. You're a real prince charming, you know? Do not ask me to contact her again on your behalf. I won't do it and neither will egg. Least you could do at this point is leave her alone."

Aemond is pulled out of his memories by Gwaynes loud. "Good morning!" And the laughter of his niece and nephew.

"Uncle Almond," jaheara yells excitedly. She is only 3 and pronounces his name almond, which Aegon finds hilarious.

"Hey peanut" he reaches down and picks her up placing a big sloppy kiss on her forehead

"Ewwww! She shrieks, wiping her forehead and trying to wiggle out of his arms.

"Everybody ready to go get Uncle Aegon married today?" Gwayne says excitedly towards the kids.

Aemond puts down jaheara and sits on his stool stewing in his own frustration. He never thought that Aegon would be happily married while he was the one alone. Miserable and full of regret.

He never meant to let it get that far with his professor. He knew she was attracted to him right away. He could tell by the way her touch lingered whenever he turned in an assignment or the way her gaze would find him during lectures. He thought flirt with her, and a good grade would be easy. What he didn't plan on was bumping into her on his way back from his first college party drunk out of his mind and having not seen his girlfriend for months. He didn't plan on her offering to help him get back to his dorm, and he didn't plan on allowing her to come in.

He sobered up immediately when he saw her standing at the door, though. The gravity of what he had just done and what was happening in that moment hit him like a freight train.

"Shit! Baby, hold on, let me explain. " Aemond could feel his desperation tightening in his chest. He fucked up, bad, and he knew it .

"Oh, ummm, nope, no thanks"

That reaction was the worst thing he could have gotten from her. No yelling, no fight to be had she was just leaving and not turning back.

He started to panic. If she left right now like this after seeing what he had done, he was afraid that would be it. He grabbed her arm "wait please just give me one second "

You turned on him like a viper pushing his arm away "do not fucking touch me, forget my name loose my number I no longer exist to you"

His chest clenched, it felt like his heart was being squeezed. he swayed on his feet, swallowing down the sickness that attempted to make its way up his throat.

You had turned and went down the hall and out through the doors that led to the stairs

"Shit shit shit! " Aemond ran back into his dorm quickly, putting his sweatpants and sneakers on. His professor was sitting on the bed, strapping her shoes on.

"You know I wouldn't have come up here with you if I knew there was a girlfriend." She looked at him angrily

"I'm sorry" was all he could get out as he ran out of his dorm down the hallway and down the stairs and right through the doors to outside. He ran down the walkway, looking both directions, but didn't see you anywhere.

"No no no no! This can't be it, no, no!" Aemond was yanking at his hair, his eye full of tears. He tries to run to the left but is not steady on his feet because of how much he drank and ends up falling on the sidewalk. He attempts to get himself up but gives up exhausted and lets out a huge loud sob.

He rolls onto his back on the cement of the walkway and just looks up at the sky while tears roll down his cheek.

"This isn't really how we end, is it?" He says to no one

"Hello! Earth to Aemond!" Aemond crashes back into the present with Heleana snapping in his face. She sighs and looks at him tenderly.

"Cmon, eat your breakfast and get ready." She taps his shoulder as she heads out of the kitchen and up the stairs to get her and the kids ready for Aegons nuptials.

He isn't able to get much down, but he takes a few bites and heads upstairs to get himself ready.

He drives to the ceremony with Heleana and Gwayne sitting in the middle of the backseat between the twins in their booster seats.

"I'm gonna marry you one day" Aemond says dreamily looking up at his ceiling.

It's summer of junior year and you are both squished onto his twin bed his arm under you holding you close.

"Oh?" You say picking your head up and looking at him.

"Isn't it obvious, darling? Can't live without ya. Marriage is a given at this point" he laughs, grabbing your chin and pulling you in for a kiss.

"Would you want to get married in the grand Sept or on the beach?"

"Anywhere as long as I'm marrying you," aemond leans in for another kiss.

"I'm serious I want to have it all planned out ahead of time!"

"Then plan it out, baby. Because no matter where it is, I'll show up to marry you"

You giggled as he rolled over on top of you kissing you with purpose

The car door slams. They have made it to the grand Sept, and it is time to get this show on the road. Aemond makes his way inside and heads to the grooms room where Aegon is bouncing around with excitement, putting on his finishing touches.

"Aemond! Smile, man! This is a joyous day!" Aegon yells at him while grabbing his arm and pulling him all the way into the room.

Aemond forces a big smile on his face for Aegon's benefit. It's not that he isn't happy for his brother, he is. He just can't help the jealousy that is flowing through him at this moment.

This could have been them. Should have been them. Would have been them if he didn't screw it all up.

When it's time for the actual ceremony to begin, everyone makes their way to their places. Aemond smiles at Ellyn as they get in line. He can feel his heart rate speed up at the thought that you might be out there. After years of being so far from you, you both might actually be in the same room at the same time.

Aemond waits impatiently for the pair ahead of them to step in front of the doorway and start to walk down the aisle. Once Criston and Maris step out and down the aisle, he and ellyn move forward and stand in the doorway. He sees you right away. You're looking down at the ground, but he could spot that little heart tattoo on the back of your neck anywhere. He has a matching one on the inside of his wrist. He's happy to see yours hasn't been covered or blacked out.

"Matching tattoos? are you daft?" Aegon laughs while looking at Aemond incredulously.

Aemond ignores him slathering on some of the aftercare products he had been told he would need to put on a few times a day.

"And what will you do when you split up? Walking around with that on your arm to remind you forever?"

Aemond laughs and continues applying the balm,"we aren't going to split up egg. This tattoo is forever, and so are we"

"You are 18 Aemond! You couldn't possibly know that you will stay together forever! You leave for university in less than a month! You really think the long-distance thing is going to work? For 4 years?"

"I know it will. Just because you don't understand commitment doesn't mean I don't, " Aemond says haughtily.

Aegon rolls his eyes. "Whatever you say. Just don't let mom see that. She's gonna kill you!"

Ellyn yanks on Aemonds arm and looks at him perplexed.

He clears his throat and starts to make his way down the aisle. Unfortunately for him, he can't really see you now because you're on his blind side. They make it up to the altar and release their arms, each moving to their assigned spot. He flicks his eye back towards you, and you're hard to see. Why did you have to sit so far back?

He pays no attention to how the ceremony continues going on around him, shaking his leg impatiently.

He hears his mother clear her throat from the front row. He looks at her, and she opens her eyes wide and waves her hand at him in a way of telling him to cut it out.

He straightens his back and stands up tall, taking in a deep breath. Focusing on Aegon and Cassandra. They are putting the rings on each other's fingers, and he feels a wave of pain roll through him.

His hands clapsed before him, he started unconsciously rubbing his wrist where the heart tattoo sits. He had no idea this was going to be this hard. His whole body is shaking with emotional overload. When finally Aegon and Cassandra kiss and then turn to their guests, raising their claspsed hands above their heads and starting to make their way back down the aisle he moves forward on shakey legs and joins his arm with Ellyns once more, walking down the aisle he keeps his eye trained on where he knows you are. Your head is turned away from him, looking at the entryway. He can see your arm is looped around the arm of the brown haired man standing next to you. How he would give anything to switch places with him. Even just for a minute. As he continues down the aisle eye trained on you, you turn your head, and it happens. Your tear filled eyes find his, and he forgets how to breathe. Those eyes he has seen filled with rage and hurt for years in his dreams are there right in front of him, filled with tears, and he thinks they have never been more beautiful.

He is forced to stop looking at you once he passes, but he knows your last conversation can't be the last interaction you ever have. No, he has one more chance to talk to you.

At the reception.

A/N: Part 3 is in the works. I have a mid-term tonight and a lot of homework this weekend, so I probably won't get it out until Monday. Thank you to anyone who reads :) ❤️

Part 3

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[harrenhalyuri]

At the end of the day what compels me about aem*nd is his I-fucked-up awareness and knee-jerk response to bite down twice as hard. But not out of attachment or remorse (lol as if) but rather... experimentation

Oh I broke the social contract? I violated a sacred custom? And nothing happened to me? Oh................... therefore my divine right to do ✨️ whatever I want ✨️ is now in effect

My loved ones are reacting badly to it.......? They want ✨️ me ✨️ to show remorse or whatever? Actually! I'm gonna double down on it!

And *every time* he fucks up (and he's aware of it) he commits to it. He goes all the way through and embraces the black sheep/boogeyman myth rather than ever backing down

[liaa--qb]

A Sweet Sin (part 2)

[Aemond x Helaena ]

Warning : Dark aemond, toxic, obsession, smut, angst, manipulation, dub- con, explicit, incest, blood, violence

SUMMARY : Aemond spending some quality time alone in throne room after battle of rook's rest which was disrupted by his favourite family member.

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Part 1 ,

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PART 2

He took slow steps towards a shattered glass, adjusting the crown on his head and smiling as he gazed at his dark reflection. "Isn't it beautiful?" he mumbled to himself, wearing a wicked smile as he turned towards her with joy. "I don't know, brother. To me, it's the most cursed thing in the world," spilled Helaena, her voice filled with pain, a look of pity on her face.

Aemond gently picked her up in his arms and carried her towards the Iron Throne. Helaena was still in shock about what was going to happen, but her thoughts and eyes were fixed on Aemond. He gently placed her on the throne and sat in front of her on the floor, as if kneeling before her, tightly gripping her feet.

"Aemond, what are you doing? Stand up; someone will see, and they might imagine that I am making you kneel," chuckled Helaena. However, seriousness never left Aemond's face. His gaze darkened. "So let them," he whispered, nuzzling his face into her lap. Helaena didn't know how to react in this phase. She was torn between wanting to cradle him, run her hand through his soft hair, and reciprocate the affection, or push him away and put an end to this risky situation.

If anyone caught them, it would be a huge problem. Suddenly, his soft kisses on her feet captured her attention, and slowly those kisses rose from feet to legs, to knees, and then thighs while pulling at the sheer cloth. Aegon had never shown interest in doing such things; she found herself losing herself in these new sensations.

Helaena's breath hitched away when he started kissing hungrily between her thighs slowly killing her."Aemond ! don't …don't do that" helaena squealed with surprise. She was lying , she wanted him to continue , to see her , to make her melt .Suddenly she want all of his love which she never got. His hands roaming on her bare legs were making her thrilled and drunk for desire like a serpent moving on her body seducing her for more. In no time he buried his face between her thighs , helaena shouted" noo….please noo aemond please" aemond laughed at her pathetic form" what sister, what you are begging for ?" while licking her thighs, putting wet kisses " did aegon never touched you there , i hope he never did" she shook her head with irritation "no aemond" trying hard to move his face away with her hands , this irritation was for aemond suddenly stopping himself or them doing this malicious work only she knew this.

"Good because it's all mine, it was always mine" saying that he separated her legs more wide and tore her small inner cloth, last piece which was separating him to see her precious flower and tied her both hands tightly with that piece. He kissed her cunt inserting tongue on it's outer shelf" I wanted to taste it so badly" he muffled while his face buried between her legs. He was devouring her clit as if the last delicious meal of his life, helaena's all attempt of shoving his face were failing, does she even wanted to shove him away or just she was only pretending to. " aem..a.aemond pls. stop someone will see us..oh gods " helaena arched her back diving completely in her own world of pleasure. "So what, someone will stop then let them see that prince regent is worshipping the queen, his queen. I only used to see you in the maiden herself my helaena" he murmured while enjoying every bit of her juice making helaena lost and " people should better not disturb the prince when he is worshipping".

"Aem…aemond pls no noo stop" helaena was in the sky the way his tongue was rolling deeper inside her.She never felt this greedy in her entire life, the temptation was eating her alive. "Stop..you wan me to stop hel where .. here" he was licking and biting the sensitive bud of her. She won't stop him either, ecstasy she was gone for was too wonderful to stop.

His short hummings were killing her, making her body shudder while aemond was behaving so calm, chill like it was nothing for him, like he was doing just a regular meal. Her tied hands were able to do nothing instead of pulling him in more. Like his tongue wasn't doing enough torture on her, he started using his fingers on her , spreading her folds. Crown between her thighs was pinching her with it's rubies grazing her sensitive inner skin. If people caught them like this what would they think of her.. she lying on iron throne in thin torn gown with her legs spread for crown prince regent who was taking her for his supper.

"I can't even get enough , nothing in the world tastes better than this nothing…. " her breaths were getting higher and higher, chest started to rise and fall heavily. Something was building inside her that wanted to be released , be free so badly. Aemond definitely wasn't letting his every desire to go waste tonight"Say my name helaena, say you love me" heleana was in her own dreams to even response him properly, words were not forming on her lips " Please brother.."

" I am not going to stop even if it takes till whole morning, you know me." This little whispering through his lips was just setting her whole body on fire while pushing her legs more towards him. That's it now that as enough for helaena she wasn't able to take it anymore." do it hel , don't resist it" grunted aemond while fingering her bud roughly.

"Aemond I …I love you aemond" were the last words she said in giddiness. Her tired arched back was taking rest on the throne, her skin was hot with mixed feeling of tingling sensation. Aemond separating his face from her legs finally looked at while while licking his fingers" yes I knew it, I love you too hel" whispered while snuggling his nose softly and kissing her thighs.

just then, as consciousness slowly returned, guilt washed over her when Jaehaerys's face appeared in her mind. She recalled his little son, who had died solely because of Aemond's revenge. What was his fault in all this? His shameful mother gave in to her filthy desires instead of fighting for him. Tears started forming in her eyes. She immediately stood up and tried to move away from Aemond angrily, but he caught her from behind and tightened his arms around her waist.

"Where now, sister? You can't leave me now. This was just the beginning," he said with a sly smirk on his lips.

"You're not understanding, Aemond," she tried to shove him away. "This is wrong," she broke down in tears. "I cannot be this cruel, this selfish. How can I fall for a person who killed my son? Gods should punish me!" she cried with all her heart, shouting at Aemond.

He hated to see Helaena in such a miserable state. The pain and anger inside him were escalating, eating him alive. He grabbed her tightly and turned her around to face him. "What? I killed Jeh? I could never kill our little Jeh! He was the one who made you happy. Why would I destroy any precious life that brings you happiness? Daemon killed him, your fucking sister Rhaenyra whom you especially like a lot killed him. If they wanted proper punishment they could have attacked me just like I did with Luc."

He drew her closer, gripping her face gently. Helaena's tears showed no signs of stopping, and it pained him as he wished to see her happy in his arms always.

"Listen… listen to me, Hel. You don't need to worry because I will take my revenge back, our Jeh's revenge. Rhaenys and Meleys were nothing. All those low leeches who tried to touch you, Jaehaera—I want to butcher them one by one. For all the pain that Daemon and Rhaenyra gave you, for that strong bastard… I promise I will erase that entire strong bloodline from this world and send bucket full of their blood as a gift to our half sister ," he declared, his voice filled with anger and an unknown darkness lurking in his eyes.

Helaena shivered, witnessing the intensity in his voice. "I promise you, Hel, I will take our revenge and ensure that family never laughs again. Then, we will have our new Jaehaerys back—our baby, remember? Jaehaerys will come back to us," he vowed, sealing his brutal promise with a harsh kiss on her lips.

Was Aemond genuine? Was his love for her sincere, or was he merely fuelling his own inner fire? Helaena's mind warned her not to fall for him, but her heart and body betrayed her. And why not? Didn't she deserve love in her life? Passion had always been missing, so wanting even a bit for herself couldn't be wrong. Or was she actually falling for the wrong person again, someone who would use her just like everyone else did?

Within moments, Aemond lifted her onto his shoulders while she resisted, uncertain of their destination. "Aemond, put me down!" she protested, striking him with all her might. After minutes of continued hits on his shoulders, they arrived at the Grand Sept of the castle which was not far from throne hall. He gently placed her down on a bench, reminiscent of handling a little child. Helaena, still in shock from the events, pleaded with him, "Why have you brought me here? Let me go now," her voice filled with fear as she surveyed the sept, which no longer exuded the sanctity it once did in daylight. Thunder and darkness transformed the sacred place into its stark opposite.

Her breath caught when she witnessed Aemond taking out his dagger. "What… What are you doing, Aemond?"

Aemond smiled at her, appreciating her innocence and beauty. Aegon was a fool; anyone disregarding this beauty for the company of some random whore is an imbecile. Who could resist that pretty face, appearing even more ethereal in distress? "Shh, don't be scared, love. We are about to get married right now," he murmured gently, caressing her cheek and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. He whispered, "And we are going to do it in our Targaryen culture."

Helaena shook her head, attempting to move away, but he caught her wrists and sliced through them. "Ouch, Aemond !" she hissed in pain. Aemond's touch got rough from gentle and his hand immediately slide from her chest to her neck with pushing her down straight on bench on her back and tore her upper dress revealing heavy breasts. Her dress was nothing just bit of pieces hanging on her body thanks to him for making it like that, now it would be even more difficult to run around like this as her chamber was far away from sept. He removed his coat and loosening his chemise and belt" i m sorry hel, I knew you will not agree for this that's why i had no choice but to do this to make sure you are just mine.I hate to do it myself but I am doing this just for you, for us…" tearing her remaining pieces of cloth forcefully from her body making her soft beautiful skin completely bare for him, added " Afterall we both want our jaehaerys back , don't we ?".

His eye was filled with hunger roaming his hand on her body he felt like he was touching some feather or flower petal, so soft…, so vulnerable…, so beautiful just for him. Her chest rising and falling just because of instead breath made her a sight to see for aemond. he was indeed cursed and unlucky as God would only provide his favourite children to hold this beautiful sight fully with both eyes, while sadly he has only one . "Aemond….this is sin , we cannot do this Infront of gods, this is a holy place." helaena tried to stood up with hesitation. Aemond grinned at her" what would be even more better place to do this. Let even all the Gods know who you belong to" he grabbed her wrists tightly making it bleed more and licked it all the way through her arms.

Each kiss and touch of him was testing heleana's greed. A greed she internally dying to give in for. He moved and grasped her closer with no space left between them. Sucking her neck , biting it hard , not leaving her bit of body. His kisses went too brutal while moving to her neck and then her lips. His love was rough.. brutal more painful than aegon yet made her feel like she was complete. His every single bite on her skin wounding her like an animal was marking his territory. She didn't even had a space to move properly as he was grabbing her hair harshly making her neck bend more to make way for his torture. "aah aa.." It was hurting but yet she was enjoying it unlike aegon who just wanted some business to complete badly in once a year and then never show his face to her.

He licked her lips" what are you thinking love, I hope it's only about me " . What he thinks of himself, she wanted to play his own game and hurt him the way he is. She bit his lips hard..hard enough to bleed which……didn't stopped aemond but excited him further " hmm.. i didn't know my sweet sister has this feisty side too" looked at her totally impressed while she was just challenging him more while looking directly into his eye. " I knew I would enjoy you alot hel, you were just made for me" while deepening his kiss with her making her taste his blood.

" I just used to dream this hel, you.. like this" snuggling his head with hers while rubbing her mouth with his bloody fingers ".. bare and those lips covered with my blood". helaena was appalled to see his layer of madness peeling one by one. Somehow she always knew that aemond desired her even if she ignored that feeling dismissing it as delusional thought but this type of madness for her she wasn't hoping and to her surprise or may be disgust her own heart wanted to unleash his demons, to see what he is more capable of, what insanity he can cross for her. She herself knew that may be she would not admit it but her fear was turning into anticipation for him.

Looking at the large 'Warrior' figure , she closed her eyes as aemond moved from her neck and lips, filled her tits into his mouth. Haleana's moan took out a loud turn when he suddenly pulled it, biting nipple hardly while same time moving his hands between her thighs and stretching her folds with fingers. He enjoyed every inch of her body, drank every drop of milk flowing through breast which were still yet heavy due to maelor's birth.

" Delicious, if you ever needed help with them you should have called me" mumbled aemond beneath her boobs while helaena's moans were increasing, her pleasure knew no boundary. She can't decide how much time he tortured her breast and body like that giving her waves of pleasure. Sound of belt hook loosening diverted her attention and there she saw how hard he was, it was huge to her fear thought it might hurt her but also there was an urge to touch it .

Aemond took her hand made her hold his dick while grabbing her neck with other hand forcing her to look at the it " see this is what you do to me, this is the result of your ignorance for years". He picked her up and pushed on holy seat of stage where all seven god's statues were built, aemond sat on golden seat made specially for priest and king's worshipping, laid her infront with statue's of all Gods feebly. " There you belong.." within secs before she could say anything he shoved his dick inside her with all his force. A cry of pain left out from helaena's mouth. It was loud too much loud for their own good. Aemond instead of slowing it , went fast and stiffly " yes.. cry.. cry out my name, let whole castle see who you belong to , to whom this pussy belong to " . He was rutting into her like his life depended on it.

It was animalistic the way he was doing it. "Aemond…."She was stuck with feelings she never had. Opening her eyes she was watching aemond wearing crown on his head fucking her like crazy, scars on his skin making her feel like it was some demon she heard from her stories coming out alive , screwing her and other side there were gods watching them doing this act of evil. She was again pushed straight on her back near 'the maiden's feet' by Aemond on her back when she tried to kick his scar on stomach. And this time grabbing her thighs and fucking her more savagely " aah… it feels like i am fucking the maiden herself.." laughed aemond looking at helaena who was just laid there pool of pleasure and pain, eating this forbidden fruit " just look at these Gods hel ,how they must be feeling about you that their sweet pure angel is being tarnished by me, polluted by the the person they hate most".

She wasn't sure whether he was loving her or punishing her with rise of rage and venom in his tone while going more deep inside her. Only her quick breaths were answering him , no words… " and look at you just looking like flower with torn petal. Tell these Gods whom this cunt belongs to, show them how bad your little angelic pussy wants me to fuck her " thrusting hard with face full of smug .

Aemond took this torment for more than half of the dead night , entire sept hall painted with darkness, overshadowed 7 God's sculptures gaping down at her being teared apart by her brother who was looking no more different than the king of hell with that dark heavy crown suiting on him and that king was punishing her for being a miserable wife, a miserable sister, a miserable daughter, a miserable mother "yes Aemond yes ! I am only yours….we belong to each other" with those last words slipping from her mouth she didn't even knew when in euphoria of pleasure she felt her eyes being closed

after sometimes when she opened her eyes, she found herself in aemond's arm, who was covering her with his long coat " you get tired so early love, if it wasn't about something important today I would never have stopped" aemond waking her by gently kissing her forehead. She looked around with lazy eyes , storm ended it was raining but very quite and low not any loud. She looked at aemond holding his hand softly to make herself still "It also looks like sun will also some in few hours".

This warmness in aemond was missing few moments before. Nevertheless late is better than never while aemond himself was not able to believe that how he was same animal before who just wanted to consume her alive and fuck her mercilessly but right now he just wanted to protect her in his embrace. He was mesmerized by her doe eyes gazing at him with child like innocence. She was too pure, too sweet for this filthy world, for him.. "yes it will and that's why now you need to rest"

She nodded lazily at aemond putting her head resting his shoulder "i know.. i am too tired brother and i don't think i will be able to walk properly." yawned while looking down she noticed the sticky whiteness spreading near between her thighs realizing now she and aemond were bound completely together sinning under this spiritual holy place

Aemond grabbed her chin kissed her while marking her face with his blood "Biare dīnilūks jorrāelagon" whispering against her lips. She reciprocated his kiss , inserting her tongue escalating it. He took out his ring which was made of old valyrian steel, inserted it on her finger. The ring seemed quite pretty and old to her with sapphire fitted on it shining. After covering her bare body completely with his long black coat, He then picked her up in arms " and yes you don't need to walk, I am more than happy to do this duty" and moved away from great sept.

" also from now onwards you are sleeping in my chambers, i better should not find you in aegon or your shared chamber..only mine and it's my order" he said while smiling at her sleepy form in his arms

" As my little brother wishes" with that she completely falls asleep in his arms

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In the morning, everyone gathered in the main hall.

"We know our king, Aegon, is not ready to hold the responsibility now, but I am happy to announce that our prince, Aemond, will take this responsibility and be crowned as the true heir," declared Criston Cole, amidst cheers and applause from the crowd. "Though he declined the offer to be called the main new heir out of respect for his brother Aegon, who is still alive, he will now be regarded as our prince regent!"

"What an obedient brother," and "Honorable brother, he cares for Aegon a lot," gossiped and chirped people around.

With that, Aemond stood up and proclaimed loudly, "I want this honorable service to be bestowed only through the hands of my dearest beautiful sister the purest,graceful and noble lady in all of Westeros and also with the blessing of our wise mother." Alicent brought Helaena forward, who held the crown in her hands adorned with shiny green cloth. Helaena took the crown and placed it on Aemond's head with precision, greeting him with a warm smile. "May all the gods shower their blessings upon my little brother and our prince regent," she said with a honey-toned voice, blushing as she kissed his hand and Blackfyre sword before handing it to Aemond.

Aemond turned to the crowd. "And I want to make this announcement .Princess Helaena my sister, will be the only queen to you all. No matter even if I marry in the future, the queen title will always belong to her. I, Prince Regent, promise that I will be more than pleased to take care of my mother and my only queen!" he shouted, his voice filled with triumph and arrogance. "So now, I announce my mother, the former respected queen, to crown my sister 'the new queen,' as her crown ceremony was damaged by that traitor Princess Rhaenys and her dragon Meleys, who have now been killed. Come, Mother!"

The whole council and the crowd present there cheered and whooted for them. Alicent stepped forward and crowned her daughter, adoring her with a warm kiss on her forehead. "My queen," she told her, patting her cheeks. Then their welcome feast began, and everyone danced and drank around.

Alicent was elated by the unexpected news from Aemond, as it secured their position, ensuring no other women from different houses would replace her and Helaena. While people in the council were occupied, Alicent was about to turn around when her gaze fell upon tiny shreds of soft cloth scattered around the Iron Throne. She picked them up, trying to recall where she had seen the same delicate fabric before. Realization struck as she remembered that this particular silk print was bought for Helaena from Oldtown.

As she was about to confront her daughter, Alicent's eyes caught another item—a black lacy eye patch. Confused and curious, she wondered why these items were here. Glancing at Helaena, who was exchanging smiles with Aemond, Alicent approached her for clarification. "Helaena, my darling, have you seen this quality of cloth? I mean, isn't this the same material I bought for you from Oldtown?" she inquired, gently holding her hands.

Helaena went still in shock upon seeing her torn inner garments from the previous night mingled with Aemond's eye patch. Immediately averting her gaze, she responded, "No, Mother, I think you have mistaken. I never used this material." Alicent replied sweetly, "Oh, okay. Maybe I am just hallucinating. My little queen, you look beautiful in this dress. I am happy and equally surprised to see you dressed like this. You never usually wear these fully closed dresses and these… big jewels filling your neck entirely," of course, considering Helaena couldn't wear any loose, simple dress when her son hadn't left any space on her skin unmarked with his bites.

After a pause, she added, "Helaena, my child! What's this… when did you get this hurt?" while looking at the cut on her palms with a worried face. Helaena shoved her hands away from her mother. "Nothing, Mother. It's just a simple cut I got from a glass jewellery," she said, looking away. Alicent became a bit nervous about Helaena, but her eyes strangely caught a rare steel sapphire ring on her finger, which, according to her memory, was never there. She put that thought aside, thinking she was just being delusional due to the stress.

Outside, the clear sky was filled with the resonant roar of Vhagar, who seemed to be in a joyful mood, soaring alongside the magnificent Dreamfyre. Both dragons spread their majestic wings, circling around the castle together, while common people watched them with awe and agitation.

[writingsofwesteros]

When Rhaenyra, Daemon and Alicent leave for a vow renewal honeymoon, Rhaenyra leaves Jace in charge of little Aegon and Viserys, and Luke and Joff are spending the summer down in Harrenhall with Harwin. Of course, Jace is way out of his depth, but he promised Rhaenyra he could handle it, because he still felt a bit of guilt about how he reacted when he learnt about his mom and Alicent. "Hello?" Nora's voice came through as she picked up the phone, and Jace sighed in relief. "Hey, it's me- are you busy today?" Jace asked. "Not really- Aemond has the day off work, so we're all going down to the country club for the day. Aegon just went to pick up bestie. You coming?" She asked, he could hear a deep voice in the background, and Nora saying, "In a minute, Aem." "Can't- I'm kinda stuck on baby duty? Remember?" Before she could reply, the sound of little Aegon screaming his name from the living room cut her off. "Seven hells, is everything okay? That was a death scream if ever I heard one." Nora asked and he sighed tiredly. "A toddler and a baby didn't sound so bad, really- I figured they'd sleep most of the time-" Jace confessed, and Nora chuckled over the phone. "Is this your way of asking for help?" Nora asked. "Please," Jace begged. She hummed, and said, "Aegon's gonna be back in a minute. We'll come over on the way to the country club. It'll be fine, don't worry."

Oh, how wrong she was.

THE BABIES!! Poor things having to be looked after by these silly gooses

Bestie is actually good with toddlers and they are following her around

[surekhatechnology]

How to Use React Application as a Custom Component in AEM 6.5

Learn how to integrate React applications as custom components in Adobe Experience Manager (AEM) 6.5. This step-by-step guide helps you modernize your AEM development using React for dynamic and reusable components.

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Senior Architect - Java Cloud React

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AEM SPA Editor: A Powerful Tool for Building Dynamic Single Page Applications

Revolutionizing Web Development with AEM SPA Editor The world of web development is continually evolving, with user expectations and technological capabilities expanding rapidly. Single Page Applications (SPAs) have become a popular choice for building dynamic and responsive user interfaces. However, managing and editing SPAs can be challenging, particularly for content authors who may not be familiar with coding. Adobe Experience Manager (AEM) addresses this issue with its SPA Editor, offering a powerful solution that bridges the gap between developers and content authors. This blog explores the features, benefits, and implementation of AEM SPA Editor and how it revolutionizes web development.

What is AEM SPA Editor? Adobe Experience Manager (AEM) SPA Editor is an extension of AEM that enables seamless integration and editing of Single Page Applications (SPAs) within the AEM environment. It allows content authors to edit SPA content directly using AEM’s WYSIWYG (What You See Is What You Get) interface, without needing to understand the underlying code. This integration ensures that SPAs are not only highly interactive and user-friendly but also easy to manage and update.

Key Features of AEM SPA Editor

In-Context Editing One of the standout features of AEM SPA Editor is in-context editing. This feature allows content authors to edit SPA content directly within the web page, providing a true WYSIWYG experience. Authors can see how their changes will look in real-time, making the content management process intuitive and efficient.

Component-Based Architecture AEM SPA Editor leverages AEM’s component-based architecture, allowing developers to create reusable components that can be easily managed and edited. This architecture ensures consistency across the application and streamlines the development process.

Headless CMS Capabilities AEM SPA Editor supports headless CMS capabilities, enabling the separation of content management from the presentation layer. This allows developers to use modern JavaScript frameworks like React or Angular to build the front end, while AEM handles the content management and delivery.

Seamless Integration with JavaScript Frameworks AEM SPA Editor seamlessly integrates with popular JavaScript frameworks such as React and Angular. This integration allows developers to leverage the capabilities of these frameworks to build dynamic and responsive SPAs while still utilizing AEM’s robust content management features.

Drag-and-Drop Interface The drag-and-drop interface of AEM SPA Editor makes it easy for content authors to create and manage content. Authors can simply drag components onto the page and arrange them as needed, reducing the reliance on developers for content updates.

Real-Time Preview The real-time preview feature allows content authors to see how their changes will affect the live site instantly. This feature is crucial for maintaining a consistent user experience and ensuring that content updates are visually appealing.

Benefits of Using AEM SPA Editor

Enhanced Collaboration AEM SPA Editor fosters better collaboration between developers and content authors. Developers can focus on building robust and dynamic SPAs, while content authors can easily manage and update content without needing technical expertise.

Improved Efficiency By providing a user-friendly interface and real-time editing capabilities, AEM SPA Editor significantly improves the efficiency of content management. Content authors can make updates quickly and see the results immediately, reducing the time required for content changes.

Consistency Across Platforms The component-based architecture ensures consistency across different parts of the application. Reusable components mean that any changes made to a component will automatically reflect across all instances, maintaining a consistent look and feel.

Future-Proofing AEM SPA Editor’s support for headless CMS capabilities and modern JavaScript frameworks ensures that your web application is future-proof. You can leverage the latest technologies and easily adapt to new trends in web development.

Implementing AEM SPA Editor Implementing AEM SPA Editor involves several steps, including setting up the development environment, integrating with JavaScript frameworks, and configuring AEM components. Here’s a high-level overview of the implementation process:

Set Up AEM Environment First, ensure that you have a running instance of AEM. You’ll need access to AEM Author and Publish instances to start the implementation process.

Integrate JavaScript Framework Choose your preferred JavaScript framework (e.g., React or Angular) and integrate it with AEM. This involves setting up the necessary build tools and configuring the framework to work with AEM’s component-based architecture.

Create AEM Components Develop reusable AEM components that will be used in your SPA. These components should be designed to interact with the JavaScript framework and support in-context editing.

Configure SPA Editor Configure AEM SPA Editor to recognize and interact with your JavaScript framework. This involves setting up the necessary configurations in AEM and ensuring that the SPA Editor can render and edit the components correctly.

Test and Deploy Thoroughly test the integration to ensure that the SPA Editor works as expected. Once testing is complete, deploy your application to the AEM Publish instance and make it live.

Conclusion AEM SPA Editor is a game-changer for web development, providing a powerful and user-friendly solution for managing Single Page Applications. By enabling in-context editing, supporting modern JavaScript frameworks, and leveraging a component-based architecture, AEM SPA Editor enhances collaboration between developers and content authors, improves efficiency, and ensures consistency across applications. Whether you’re building a new SPA or integrating with an existing one, AEM SPA Editor offers the tools and capabilities needed to streamline the development process and deliver a superior user experience.

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React js development agency - Pattem Digital

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Aem services

Adobe Audience Manager is an excellent Data Management Platform (DMP) that helps your business develop a granular understanding of your audience. Having a deep understanding of your customers, what they buy, the channels they prefer, and how they react to changes will help you market to them appropriately. The Audience Manager from Adobe is one unbeatable tool leveraged by marketers desiring to create and activate optimal audiences on any channel or device Aem services

[florasearlethirdyear]

RSA: Cotton Benefits and Anti-Polyester

"Cotton is 100 per cent hypoallergenic and won’t irritate the skin of the person wearing clothing made from this fabric. Even when the weather is hot, cotton won’t react with sweat and cause rashes. Cotton lets the skin breathe and reduces the risk of skin rashes while also repelling dust mites, pollen, and other common allergens. Environmentalists will also appreciate that cotton is biodegradable and durable, even when abused by dirt, repeated washes, and climate".

-Evan, R. (2021). Types of Skin-Friendly Fabrics - Here's What you Need to Know. Available at: https://www.fibre2fashion.com/industry-article/8960/types-of-skin-friendly-fabrics-here-s-what-you-need-toknow#:~:text=Cotton%20lets%20the%20skin%20breathe,%2C%20repeated%20washes%2C%20and%20climate. [Accessed 13/11/2023]

"Organic cotton is much better for the skin and the planet. It's time to consider organic clothing if you suffer from allergies, chemical sensitivities, or skin diseases. It's one of the best ways to avoid more skin concerns"

"Organic cotton production aims to be more environmentally friendly. 80% of all organic cotton is grown with water form rainfalls, which reduces pressure on local water sources".

-Assoune, A. (n.d.) Benefits of Organic Cotton on the Skin. Available at: https://www.panaprium.com/blogs/i/organic-cotton-skin [Accessed 13/11/2023]

"Unlike natural fabrics, polyester doesn't allow the skin to breathe, and therefore the heat and moisture get trapped, causing skin irritations. It also makes one sweat more, meaning the heat stimulates oil production, which in turn causes acne and seborrheic dermatitis (red, scaly patches, and dandruff on scalp).

As a consequence, you'll find more and more experts advising pure cotton or silk pillowcases if concerned with skin issues, including aging".

-Pozdneacov, O. (2020). The polyester problem; what plastic fabrics are doing to your skin, hair and body. Available from: https://silqrose.com/blogs/journal/the-polyester-problem-what-plastic-fabrics-are-doing-to-your-skin-hair-and-body#:~:text=Unlike%20natural%20fabrics%2C%20polyester%20doesn,%2C%20and%20dandruff%20on%20scalp). [Accessed 13/11/2023]

"Atopic dermatitis is in part an environmental-related disease, and textiles and skin contact are an influential part of the cutaneous environment [41]. Research has found that wool and synthetic fibres, such as polyester and nylon, can worsen atopic dermatitis symptoms [41,44,45]. Cotton, however, is a recommended fabric for patients with such skin conditions".

"An increase in synthetic fibres in textile production has exasperated odour retention in textiles and pathogenic colonisation of bacteria, which can trigger skin diseases".

"polyester is prone to selective bacterial growth and odour development".

-Broadhead R, Craeye L, Callewaert C. (2021) The Future of Functional Clothing for an Improved Skin and Textile Microbiome Relationship. Microorganisms. Vol.9 No.6 doi: 10.3390/microorganisms9061192.

"The polyester T-shirts smelled significantly less pleasant and more intense, compared to the cotton T-shirts. A dissimilar bacterial growth was found in cotton versus synthetic clothing textiles. Micrococci were isolated in almost all synthetic shirts".  

"Synthetic fibers hence have a very poor adsorbing capacity, due to their molecular structure. Cotton is a natural fiber, originating from the Gossypium cotton plants. These cotton fibers almost purely consist of cellulose, which has a high adsorbing capacity".

-Callewaert, C. Microbial odor profile of polyester and cotton clothes after a fitness session. (2014) Applied and environmental microbiology. Vol. 80. No. 21: 6611-9. doi:10.1128/AEM.01422-14

[zora28]

AEM for Mobile App Development: Building Native Apps

Introduction

In today's fast-paced digital landscape, mobile applications have become a cornerstone of modern business strategies. With billions of smartphone users worldwide, creating a native mobile app can be a game-changer for your organization. However, developing and managing these apps can be a daunting task. That's where Adobe Experience Manager (AEM) steps in to simplify the process.

Forerun Software Solutions offers a best Adobe Experience Manager Training program tailored for individuals seeking to master the AEM course. This meticulously structured course not only imparts comprehensive knowledge but also ensures excellent placement opportunities for its students.

Understanding the Power of AEM for Native Mobile Apps

AEM is a versatile content management system known for its capabilities in web content management. What makes it truly powerful is its ability to extend its services to native mobile app development. Leveraging AEM for mobile apps offers a range of advantages:

Efficiency: 

AEM allows you to manage content for both your website and mobile apps from a single platform, streamlining the content creation and management process. This efficiency translates to time and cost savings.

Consistency: 

AEM ensures a consistent brand experience across both web and mobile, reducing the risk of inconsistent messaging or design.

Flexibility: 

AEM is designed to adapt to various content delivery needs. Whether you're creating content for your website, mobile apps, or even IoT devices, AEM can handle it.

AEM Mobile App Development Workflow

To grasp the concept of using AEM for native mobile app development, it's crucial to understand the workflow involved. Here's a simplified version of it:

Content Creation: 

Start with creating and managing content in AEM. This includes text, images, videos, and other assets that your app will utilize.

Content Delivery: 

AEM acts as a central hub for your content. It stores and delivers the content to your mobile app.

Mobile App Development: 

Your mobile app developers use the content provided by AEM to build and design the app. This step is crucial for ensuring a seamless and consistent user experience.

Testing and Deployment: 

Once the app is developed, thorough testing is essential. AEM assists in this phase, helping you ensure that your app functions correctly on various mobile devices and operating systems.

Updates and Maintenance: 

AEM simplifies the process of updating and maintaining your app. When changes are made to your content, they are seamlessly reflected in the app without requiring a new version to be published.

Key Considerations for AEM Mobile App Development

When developing native mobile apps with AEM, several key considerations come into play:

Responsive Design: 

While AEM can adapt content for mobile, a responsive design is vital. This ensures that your app looks and functions optimally on various screen sizes and orientations.

User Experience: 

Mobile users have different expectations than web users. Ensure that your app offers an intuitive, user-friendly experience, taking mobile navigation, touch interactions, and performance into account.

Performance: 

Mobile users are often less patient with slow apps. Optimize your app's performance to deliver a smooth experience.

Security: 

Mobile apps can be vulnerable to security threats. Implement robust security measures to protect user data and your app's integrity.

Content Management: 

AEM simplifies content management for mobile apps, allowing you to create, update, and deliver content efficiently.

AEM Integration with Mobile Development Tools

AEM can integrate with popular mobile development frameworks like React Native and Flutter. This integration streamlines the app development process and offers the following advantages:

Faster Development: 

These frameworks allow developers to build mobile apps using a single codebase for multiple platforms, significantly reducing development time.

Native-Like Performance: 

Apps created with these frameworks offer native-like performance and user experiences.

Simplified Maintenance: 

Changes made through AEM's content management system can be instantly reflected in the mobile app, simplifying maintenance.

To set up the integration, follow the documentation for your chosen mobile development framework, and configure it to communicate with your AEM instance.

Creating a Native Mobile App with AEM

To illustrate the process, let's walk through the creation of a simple native mobile app using AEM:

Design and Development: 

Begin by designing the user interface and functionality of your app. Your developers will work on coding the app's logic.

Content Integration: 

Utilize AEM to create and manage content. Ensure that it's mobile-responsive and optimized for the app.

Development Framework Integration: 

Integrate AEM with your chosen mobile development framework, such as React Native or Flutter.

Testing: 

Rigorously test the app for functionality, performance, and security.

Deployment: Once satisfied, deploy the app to the app stores, making it accessible to your target audience.

Conclusion

Adobe Experience Manager simplifies the process of native mobile app development by offering a centralized platform for content creation, management, and delivery. This efficiency not only saves time and resources but also ensures consistency across web and mobile platforms. As the world of mobile app development continues to evolve, AEM's role in simplifying the process is set to become even more critical. By embracing AEM for native mobile app development, you're well-equipped to navigate this ever-expanding digital landscape.

For more detailed guidance on specific aspects of AEM mobile app development, consult Adobe's official documentation and reach out to experts in the field. The future of mobile app development is here, and AEM is your key to unlocking its potential.

[employdemy1234]

WHICH SKILLS ARE NEEDED TO BECOME AN AEM DEVELOPER?

Java: AEM is built on top of Java, so you should have a strong understanding of Java programming language.

AEM Architecture: You should have a good understanding of the AEM architecture, including its building blocks, such as OSGi, Sling, and JCR.

Front-end Technologies: You should have experience with HTML, CSS, and JavaScript, and also with frameworks like Angular, React or Vue.js

Content Management Systems: You should have experience working with content management systems, preferably with Adobe Experience Manager.

Problem-Solving Skills: You should be able to solve complex problems and troubleshoot issues, often working under tight deadlines.

Collaboration: AEM development often involves working with other developers, designers, and content editors. So, you should have strong collaboration and communication skills.

Adaptability: AEM development involves keeping up with new technologies, software updates, and industry trends. Being adaptable and willing to learn new things is crucial.

Testing: You should have experience with automated testing tools such as JUnit, Selenium, or Cucumber.

Version Control: You should be familiar with version control systems, such as Git.

Knowledge of DevOps and CI/CD pipelines: Experience with DevOps and Continuous Integration and Deployment pipelines will be an added advantage.

[ildottre]

Info thing :]

General;

✧ Name is Kane, I am an adult. Any non fem aligned pronouns. Neos/xenos as well (ae/aer/aem, xe/zir/xem, star/stars/starself, love/loveself. Collecting like Pokémon cards lmao)

✧ This is a roleplay blog for Il Dottore from Genshin Impact. May also include segments time to time, but focus is on Dottore. Will also be referred to as Prime. Canons or OCs, either can interact if wanted :D. If an OC though, please have some sort of info post / given info. Just general facts are alright, just give something so there's something to work with lol. Preferably also the relation to Dottore so I have something to go off of. (Ie, enemy/rival type relation, friend [close or new], seen as chosen family or actual like family, etc. Just relation stuff so ik how to react to stuff)

✧ Main OOC blog currently is @dottieroses . Can talk there as well if you'd like. Technically a sideblog, so you'll see l0velyr0 in likes and stuff but same person lol

Should be noted;

✧ This is based around Dottore. Which means it will have unsavory topics, considering how he is. So that being said, 16(/+) is the age encouraged to interact. Anyone can technically interact OOC, and RP wise, but still. Just a warning ahead of time.

(I know I can't really force anyone not to interact. This is just a warning. Topics may be mature, so for those if you're young, I encourage you to not interact w those.)

✧ Prime is the main one here that will be used. A lot of info isn't out, so it might seem OOC. There will be a lot of personal HCs. There will probably be things that seem off to yall. Segments may also be used, but that will only be time to time. Overall it is what it is, will try to be IC appropriately, but this is also for fun so. Is what it is

✧ Some things may seem specific in terms of character relationships. For example, Pantalone already has an existing relationship and that will be considered if replying to a Pantalone IC. Relations will be considered + there will be some thoughts on already existing ones. Some will be shaped by responses etc.

Askbox rules;

✧ Do not be disrespectful OOC. It's one thing for characters, as they may have a hate/dislike type of vibe. Or that type of relationship. But OOC wise, do not. Hate is not encouraged. If you send an ask just to hate just block and move on lmfao. I will not respond to such asks, it'll just be deleted.

↳ if you have a legitimate issue with something, send a respectful ask or a DM. Sending a hate ask will just be ignored and deleted. Please also consider that it may come across as annoyed/angry so there's also a possibility of accidently seeing it as that. Use tone notes (like what tone is/going for) / tone tags if needed ^^;

✧ Do not start drama or try to include me/this blog in it. I am not interested. If you're gonna start something, don't include me in it. Also goes for main blog.

✧ Do not send NSFW or any inappropriate images/things. To the askbox. OOC AND RP. If it happens, it happens, but DMs. That will not be public. There will probably be minors here so none of that. I will only do NSFW with other adults of legal age. Otherwise no.

Tags;

~ Behind The Scenes 🎭🍷 — OOC tag. Just for anything that isn't in character pretty much. As a side note, anything with the 🎭🍷 emojis will prob be for OOC as well

~ Things of Note — Important stuff. Things like announcements, notes, likely chara info/profile stuff, etc. Basically the 'should be noted' tag

~ Asks Answered 🎭🍷 — General answers for asks, anything outside of RP. So any OOC asks n stuff will have this when answered!

~ Art tag 🎭🍷 — A r t

~ Inquiries Looked Into — IC ask answers. Asks that are answered IC as Dottore

~ The Doctor is In — Could be a starter tag, which'll it'll probably be used for that the most. But pretty much anything for roleplay. So will also be used alongside the IC ask tag and the like.

~ Check - Ins — Response thing, will be used for reblog responses

~ Segment is speaking ; (name) — Used for when segments are used, plus whichever's name. pretty self-explanatory I think. Will probably make a list for em tbh

꒦꒷ [ Name ] ꒷꒦ interactions — Pretty much for whoever interacts. Chara wise + for anons. Will be specific to the person or character of course! ^^

Other;

✧ Anons :: {N/A rn}

✧ Askbox is open, interactions are open. Feel free to interact if you want to :3

✧ Asks may take a while to get to unfortunately. Tumblr may have also eaten it. So if it seems like I've ignored it, I have not, I probably just haven't seen it or gotten to it yet.

✧ Length varies. Can do semi-lit to full on literate, often multiple paragraphs. Honestly depends on what's preferred and how much is returned.

I think that's about it,,I dunno, if needed will edit. Anyways hello there ppl :]

[beautifulmadnesss]

"Maybe I'm Better Off Dead" Velaryon!Reader x Aemond Targaryen

Summary: After the death of Lucerys, Aemond takes Visenya, the surviving sister of Lucerys, back with him to Kings Landing. Warning: if its in HoTD it's in here

I stood in the hall of Storms End, waiting for what seemed like hours, my hand never moving from the hilt of my sword. Luke knew Aemond wouldn't give up, so he flew off first and I was to follow after a while.

"My Lord thank you for your time as a gracious host. I will return home now." I gave a small curtsey to Lord Baratheon and turned to leave just as the doors opened.

I knew immediately by the look on his face that something was horribly wrong. All the earlier arrogance and even the anger he had directed at my brother was gone from his face. He looked shocked and even, perhaps, a little afraid.

"Uncle, I was just-" He cut me off without even glancing at me.

"My Lord, I ask that you would detain the Lady Visenya until I bring her with me to Kings Landing." He had regained some of his composure, enough that Lord Baratheon paused.

"I cannot get involved with this war in such a treasonous manner."

"I'm afraid Rhaenyra Targaryen will be angered with you regardless after the death of her son just above your home." I charged at him so quickly that he was the only one to react in time to stop me.

"You killed my brother!" I screamed at him, attempting to strike him with my sword, but he simply overpowered me and pulled it from my grasp. It clattered along the floor as he tossed it aside. I continued to try and fight against him, but he was twice my size and it was useless.

"I already told you boy, I will not have bloodshed in my home. You will take the girl to Kings Landing at once and your brother will provide me the protection you promised." Lord Baratheon commanded.

"Let me go!" I screamed, fighting as he dragged me along with him, out into the courtyard where my dragon screeched and fought against her chains. I heard a much louder roar and turned to see Aemond's dragon, Vhagar. I saw the unmistakable crimson around her jaws and my heart clenched. "You monster!" I sobbed, feeling helpless and entirely alone. He didn't respond, but kept pulling me toward the beast that had murdered my brother and his dragon. My fighting did nothing to detour him as he lifted me onto Vhagar above him, pushing me up as he climbed until we were both sat in the saddle. He pulled out some rope from one of the bags on the saddle and bound my hands in front of me, securing them to the saddle, so I had no escape. "I hate you and I swear to you that you will die screaming." I growled at him, mustering every ounce of hatred I could, despite knowing he could feel my body trembling.

"Sōvēs." He said, ignoring my threat, and commanding his dragon to take me to the home of my enemies.

"Vhagar killed Luke and Arrax. Now you're taking me to you mother and grandsire to have them kill me. I suppose that makes you a coward." I taunted him as he carefully helped me off Vhagar with surprisingly gentle hands.

"They're not going to kill you." He said, still not looking me in the eye.

"I wish they would." I muttered, finally drawing his gaze. His eyes softened slightly as he took in my tear soaked face.

"I'm truly sorry about Luke, I didn't intend-"

"Then you're stupid. You chased a child and a young dragon with a hundred year old dragon that was one of three dragons that burned half the country during the Conquest. You don't control her. You're simply too arrogant to see that and now my brother is dead." My hands were still bound and the top of my head barely reached his sternum, but I could tell, I struck a nerve. His jaw tensed and his eyes rapidly searched my face as he considered a response.

Eventually he said, "he took my eye."

"Now you took his life. I hope your revenge was worth it." I tried to use my shoulder to wipe away the tears that had fallen. I would not cry before the King and his advisors.

That is exactly where Aemond took me. It was just before dawn as he marched me into the council room. Aegon wore the crown of his namesake as he sat in the chair directly in front of me. On his right sat his grandsire and his hand Otto Hightower, Ser Criston Cole who was presumably his Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, my uncle, Lord Larys Strong, and a Lord Jasper Wyld. To his left was his mother, though she had no true seat on the council. Next to her was Grand Maester Orwyle, and finally Ser Tyland Lannistor, who had once competed for my mothers affections. I glared at each of the traitors before me with all the wrath of my birthright as a Princess.

"Uncle." I said with no move to curtsey.

"You will address your King with respect, bastard." Cole commanded.

"It's alright, she's had a difficult night I hear. Her elder brother and his dragon lay in pieces at the bottom of Shipbreaker Bay." Aegon taunted and I felt my heart twist painfully at the brutality of his words, but I steeled myself to give no reaction. "Shall we have her executed?" He suggested and I hated that I shrunk back against Aemond. Perhaps I imagined it, but I thought I felt his hand tighten against my arm.

"No. We will not kill her. There has already been enough bloodshed." Alicent spoke for the first time. "Rhaenyra will see reason and bend the knee."

"She will not and you know it. You betrayed her when you stole her throne and now you have allowed the murder of her son." I decided that if I was going to be executed then I may as well speak my mind.

"Your grace, if it pleases you, perhaps it is best to keep the girl as a prisoner, to persuade Rhaenyra to bend the knee." Otto Hightower added in support of his daughter.

"What of her dragon?" Tyland Lannister inquired.

"I shall arrange for the beast to be killed." Ser Criston replied, glancing at Aegon for approval to which he nodded.

"No!" I tried to shoot forward, but Aemond was expecting it and held me even tighter against his chest.

"We will keep her dragon chained in the dragon pit, as they already have more dragons and we could use the addition. As for Visenya, I will take her as my wife and either her mother will bend the knee and I will reside on Dragonstone with my wife or she will refuse and Visenya will remain here with me." Aemond spoke with all his usual confidence and I realized in his silence on the way over here, he was made this plan.

"I will not-"

"You will obey your King or I swear it that you will suffer the consequences. Mother, you will prepare the plans for the wedding and it will be held in two days." Aegon commanded with only the fraction of the authority he believed that he possessed.

"Your grace, are you sure that it is wise to bind your brother to a bastard?" Otto questioned.

"The hand does as the King commands and you will not question me again." Aegon spat. "Aemond, you shall keep her in your chambers. Ser Criston, double your men outside and have them to seal the windows. Dear niece, I will have the ladies prepare a dress fit for a Princess." I glared at him, though it had no effect. He held all the power here and I was simply a prisoner at his mercy.

Aemond pulled my arm and led me out of the room. We made our way through the halls without either of us saying a word until we reached his chambers. He removed his sword and left it by the door before opening the door for me to enter.

Once it shut behind us and I heard a latch snap, he turned to me. "I'm going to remove these. Don't do anything stupid, please." I didn't respond, but I also didn't try to resist as he undid the ropes around my wrists. "Tomorrow, I presume my mother will have more clothes for you, but for tonight-" He tossed me what I presumed was his small clothes. He didn't wait for my response as he went behind the screen to change his own clothes. I had only taken a small step forward to search for a weapon or an escape when he spoke again, "I would be disappointed if you didn't try, but I assure you, there is no escape and the guards have removed any weapons." I huffed in frustration, but he was right, I would not be giving up. "Are you decent or are you still searching for a plan?" He asked after a few moments.

"Just a moment," I replied. I was in fact searching for a plan and had made no moves to change. Though he seemed to be remaining on the other side of the screen, I hid around the corner as I removed my soaked dress and small clothes, only now realizing how cold I was. His small clothes fit as I expected they would, the sleeves down far past the tips of my fingers and the hem pooling in excess around my feet. "Alright." I said, poking around the corner.

He erupted into laughter the moment he saw me. I scowled in response, folding my arms, uncomfortably around my stomach while also gathering as much of the fabric as I could to cover myself. I also ensured as much distance between us as the room would allow. I had never been alone with a man, not even Daemon or my father, it was always to preserve my maidenhood for my husband. My mother had explained it to me some, as her only daughter, but she ensured me that she would share more with me before my wedding. She promised to marry me to a gentle and kind man, a man I loved. Aemond was none of those things and while he may have spared my life tonight, he also took the life of my brother.

His laughter quieted as he took in my face. "I will not harm you." He said raising his hands. "I know that you have no reason to believe that and I know that you hate me, but I swear to you that I will not force you into anything. I only suggested us to be wed so that my brother would not kill you or worse."

I bit my lip as tears fell once again, "You killed Luke and took me prisoner, why should I trust anything you have to say?"

He glanced at the door and took a few steps closer to me. I immediately gasped and shot backward, only running into the wall. He noticed and retreated quickly. His voice dropped to a whisper, "No one will believe you if you repeat this. I truly mean it, I am deeply sorry and I never meant to kill Lucerys. I will regret my actions until my very last day." I watched his adams apple bob as he swallowed. "The only thing I can do is to try to make it right with you. I know that you could not be allowed to return to Dragonstone; however, I knew that by offering up a marriage, my brother would spare your life."

I shook my head. He did tell them not to kill me, but I still couldn't trust him. I was completely alone here and if I was going to survive here, I couldn't let Aemond or anyone else trick me.

"I'm going to sleep over there, okay?" He pointed sofa between us. "You can take the bed." When I didn't respond he took a small step forward and when I didn't react, he continued forward. He was approaching the sofa from the right, so I moved to the left and continued to face him as I stepped toward the bed. Only when he was settled on the sofa did I climb onto the bed. The warmth immediately surrounded me as I cozied up under the blankets and settled back against the pillows. The relief was short-lived as I was once again confronted with how entirely alone I was. I wanted nothing more than to be comforted by my best friend, but the only offering I had was the emptiness he had left behind. He was dead and would never again be of any comfort to me or anyone else. I turned to my side and pulled one of the pillows against my chest, quickly burying my face into it to muffle the sobs that escaped. I completely broke down as I thought of the rest of my family. Had someone told my mother and brothers? Would Uncle Daemon come looking for me? Would they accept the demands of Aegon or would I be doomed to suffer alone, married to Aemond for the rest of my life? The sobs continued until I had exhausted myself into a restless sleep.

"I will go and lead Aemond away, it is me he wants. Stay here until you are sure more than enough time has passed, then depart for Dragonstone. I will meet you there." He shouted against the rain and thunder.

"Luke, no. We go together!" I begged, already knowing he was never going to listen.

"I am your brother, it is my duty to protect you. I was the one who took his eye and now I will pay for it." He placed his hands on either side of my head. "I will return home, I swear it." He gathered me into a tight hug. "Now, hurry and hide before Aemond comes." He shoved me gently away from him. We both climbed onto our dragons and with one last look took off in opposite directions. I flew just above the castle and back down to the opposite side before quickly climbing off of my dragon and returning to the hall where Lord Baratheon waited.

"Clever girl. Leave the fighting to the men and we shall see which of them survives." He looked as though the idea brought him joy while my entire body was vibrating with terror and adrenaline.

I shut my eyes and was immediately met with the picture of Luke and Arrax soaring through the pouring rain. The sky lit up with flashes of lightning and I watched as Luke frantically searched the skies around him. After another bright flash, I saw Vhagar looming over him. He quickly veered to the right before shooting upwards at a speed that only the small and nimble Arrax could achieve, perhaps the only advantage over the much larger and battle-wise, Vhagar. I could nearly feel his tempered relief as he scanned the clear skies above the storm. He visibly relaxed before devolving into a scream as Vhagar erupted from a cloud with jaws expanded wide enough to easily devour both Luke and Arrax. I watched in horror as the explosion of crimson dispersed to reveal the chunks of flesh that were all that remained of my brother and his beloved dragon. A scream ripped from my throat and I thrashed to escape as the massive beast turned to consume me next. My arms were pinned to my sides and my legs pressed against my dragon as Vhagar descended upon me.

"Visneya!"" I jolted upward, narrowly missing a shape looming above me. I scrambled backwards until I collided with the headboard, though I wasn't sure what exactly I was escaping from. "It's alright. You're alright." Aemond came into focus as I realized it was his hands on my arms, not the jaws of his dragon. and my legs were tangled up in the sheets of his bed, not the straps of my saddle.

"Get away from me!" I screamed, still panting and slightly disoriented from the nightmare. He jumped back as though I had slapped him and it was only then that I took in the genuine concern displayed through his furrowed brows and tight lips. His sapphire eye glinted against the candlelight, free from the patch he normally wore.

"I'm sorry. You were screaming and I-"

"Why didn't you let them kill me? I do not wish to live like this." I begged him. "Truly, if you are sorry, you will set me free either by my dragon or by your sword."

"I can't." He said, his voice cracking.

"Then do not pretend that you care." I spat. "You are just as much of a monster as that beast that you ride."

"Very well." He inclined his head and returned to his spot on the opposite side of the room. Though I could tell he was still watching me carefully.

As I laid back down in the bed, it was not lost on me that despite my screams, no one came to my aid. I was to be left alone with no one, but the monster who had taken the life of my brother over a childhood thirst for revenge.

Part 2

a/n: part 2? other requests?