𝓐𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓮𝓷
Twirling the rolled scroll through my fingers I stare at my mothers seal, one I'd been waiting for any day now.

When I hadn't returned home I imagined she threw a fit, convinced she'd lost me to Rhaenyra and that had only been partly true. She'd lost me to Elaena and I knew in due time once she saw this marriage was no sham and she was baring our child I was unsure what my mother or grandfather would do.

Even from all this way my mother still managed to distract me from her. Elaena was just about to make a fool of her brother just as she did of me when we'd been so rudely interrupted.

We'd been sparring all afternoon and my love's positive energy was contagious, and it had been one of my favorite days on the island, up until now.

Climbing the mountains of Dragonstone I venture through the deep caves to find Vhagar sleeping peacefully to herself like the elderly beast she was.

Elaena and I had wondered if either Seasmoke or Vhagar would grace us with a clutch but the dragon masters speculated Vhagar was past age and Seasmoke couldn't carry being a male dragon.

Thankfully, Elaena is convinced once Rhaenyra hears of her pregnancy she'll offer one of Syrax's eggs to put in the babes crib but I wasn't so certain.

Once alone I unroll the scroll, my shoulders sinking when I read what my mother's schemed. She wanted me home this much was certain, but she would have something waiting, or someone.

My legs go wobbly and I'm sinking onto my knees.

This would ruin us if she found out.

My mother would have no mercy if I bring Elaena with me back to Kings Landing. There would be no hope of cleaning up this godforsaken mess.

The only option was to have her stay here with her family where she was tucked away safe and sound from the lies and manipulation that my family were already twisting with my absence.

Dragonstone was bearable yes, even enjoyable when I spent every evening with the most beautiful woman in the Seven Kingdoms, but Kings Landing was home in the most tragic but now redeeming of ways.

Elaena and I had fallen in love there, kissed and made love for the first time in her chambers and damn everything to the seven hells if those memories with her hadn't made me a sentimental bastard.

I wanted to take her with me, tell her the truth of it all so my burdens wouldn't weigh so heavy on my shoulders but she was too precious right now it would only cause her stress she didn't need. I could fix this myself, go home and throw the snakes to the flames where they couldn't harm us any longer.

The threat this lie brought was great and my mother knew that regardless of her tucking it away between the lines of her pleasantries.

I was thankful for the good news that came of my siblings but it was overwhelmingly tainted by the real reason Mother and Grandfather wanted me home and her name was Tessa Waters and her bastard boy she claimed was mine.

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Spending most of the day in the skies aback Vhagar I'd hoped the flight would help clear my mind but it had only made things worse.

All that ran through my mind was Elaena's face when I told her what the letter contained.

So like a coward I avoided her until I couldn't any longer.

Already giving her my word I'd see her at dinner I wouldn't break it, even if it tore me apart inside to look at her.

We'd never expressed to one another if anyone came before because they hadn't mattered, nothing would ever come close to the way she made me feel.

I'd spent a night or two in a brothel when my loneliness threatened to drown me but those evenings only made things worse, sending me sweet dreams of Elaena that would only leave me missing her even more.

At first I wrote letters upon letters confessing how my feelings for her had evolved beyond reason but instead of sending them I let them burn in the fireplace as I watched, telling myself there would never be a possibility she could love the damaged boy she'd known.

It was fate that brought her back home, back to me.

Already running late for dinner I don't take the time to remove my riding coat, if Elaena wasn't already upset with me for ignoring her she would murder me if I didn't show face soon and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't missed her.

How did I intend on going to Kings Landing without her?

Walking into the dining room I see Elaena before she sees me and she's impeccable, my heavy gaze darting away before she can see into my very soul and I shatter beneath her.

Every step in her direction brings unease, my body yearning for even a brush from hers.

Fighting off all urges of physical contact I ignore everyone around the dining table, taking my seat next to Elaena.

As she straightens next to me the very air feels like it may snap between us as I anticipate what she might say.

Lord Corlys goes on about a battle from gods know when and I decide to take a page from out of my older brothers book.

Pouring as much as the goblet will allow I tip its gold rim back slowly until I've consumed every drop of the wine. Going back for more, Elaena's pointed tone stops my heart in my chest.

"You've been gone all day,"

She's worried, and it's my fault I would ruin everything.

Allowing myself a glance at her I regret it right away, the pain I was causing evident on her face.

Throwing back another gulp of wine I say the first thing that comes to mind, not lying but not telling her the whole of it, "Vhagar needed to stretch her wings."

Elaena's no fool, she knows I'm hiding something but she doesn't press me on it at the table, staring forward, my ball of fire ready to explode.

Hanging my head to chance another look at her I notice her still full plate and it's a dagger through the heart.

Elaena only avoided eating when something was deeply troubling her and I didn't need to read her mind to know that was my fault too.

"Eat, Elaena." I mutter my tone coming out harsher than intended and I regret it instantly when I see her flinch at the corner of my eye before crossing her arms over her chest, pushing up her well endowed chest and the wine goes straight to my cock.

Clearing my throat I take another gulp hoping to null the wild thoughts that weaved through my mind.

I wanted to take her on this dining room table. I pictured the mess I'd make so I could spread open her thighs so I could have a feast of my own.

"What are you doing?" She bites at me and despite my best intentions my dick twitches seeing her angry, so full of fire.

Emptying my goblet it's the last I hear from her all evening and in my drunken state I feel every second of space between us.

Luke and Jace say goodnight to the women at the table and I take the opportunity to watch Elaena with her younger brothers, hugging them tight with a false smile.

Feeling her eyes I turn to Princess Rhaenys who seemed uncomfortable at my presence and I can only scoff at her.

Taking her seat next to me Elaena takes a deep breath, exhaustion hinting at the corners of her eyes.

It may be the drunken haze or my complete lack of strength to stay away but I take her hand in mine and what tension remained on my shoulders faded to nothing.

Entranced by her beauty Elaena radiates like the sun in the sky, pulling me closer into her gravitational pull.

Her usually smiling lips were turned down in frown but the flecks of grey in her violet eyes twinkled as she was swept away into her thoughts.

"So goddamn beautiful," I mutter, letting it slip but when her gaze meets mine and her smile inches at the corner of her lips I'm glad I've said it.

Brushing my knuckles against her soft skin a light pink blush comes across her face. Leaning into my touch I almost forget why I'd been staying away from her in the first place.

Almost.

Elaena's tear stained face plays on a loop before me and I pull away, desperate to get away before I cause her that inevitable pain.

Unable to look at the hurt on her face I push my chair out from the table, taking long strides to the door slamming it shut behind me.

Taking a few steps forward I stop, guilt seeping in for how I'd left her there but I couldn't handle it, I couldn't look into those innocent eyes for another moment.

Turning to look back at the door I almost go back in after her, intent on torturing myself some more but I refrain, hoping she'd follow me and we could talk in private.

Our chambers still smelled of her sweet floral soaps, and her nightgown had been laid out for her on our untouched bed.

Running the silk fabric in between my fingers I hear footsteps approaching and in anticipation go for the door, swinging it open to reveal the pink teary eyes of my beloved.

"Elaena," I breathe, her name on my lips like I'm praising the gods.

I'd only just seen her. What could've possibly happened?

"Who did this to you?"

Reaching for her instinctively to assess the damage she jerks away from me as she walks through the door and though it's like a slap to the face I know I deserve it.

"Talk to me Elaena," I beg, realizing I had no grounds to ask her such a thing.

Taking a seat on the bed she ignores me, not even offering a glance in my direction and I deserve that too but dammit it hurts. This wasn't like us.

Unbraiding her elegant hair I take a careful step towards her, getting on my knees before her.

Still insisting on ignoring me I stop her from playing with her hair and take her hands in mine.

"Hey, it's my fault, I know, I'm a dick. I saw it all happening but I couldn't do anything to stop myself -" digging myself deeper with each syllable she yanks herself away from me, going to the window.

"That's hardly an excuse," she spits and the fire she yielded would surely burn though I'd never experienced it directed towards me and I wasn't sure how to handle it.

"It's no excuse Elaena. Its true, fuck." I curse growing even more so frustrated with myself if it were possible.

Running my hands through my hair I rip off the eyepatch balling it up in my fist but she keeps firing, "we're husband and wife, we're supposed to be communicating. Not riding into battle alone, remember?"

Narrowing her wild violet eyes at me I hone in on her lips.

"I remember, of course I remember. I just needed time... I didn't want to worry you!" My voice is a husky like sound that takes her aback but I can almost see her eyes dilate as I begin to lose patience.

"Which in turn worries me more which can't be healthy for Aelyx-"

Practically smacking herself she covers her mouth, her eyes wide with shock when I realize...

Taking a step forward I want to embrace her, forget today had even happened.

"Aelyx? As in..." motioning to our first born growing just inside her belly and she nods, placing a protective hand on it.

"It's just an idea there's plenty of time-"

"It's perfect." I reassure her, going to her like a moth to her flame resting my palm atop hers.

Aelyx Targaryen, first of his name, heir to the iron throne and anything else this world had to offer, it would be all his.

"If it's a boy that is," she smiles to herself.

"It's a boy." I grin, knowing it in my heart of hearts.

His mother would be Queen of the seven kingdoms and she would need us to protect her, fight any and all who threatened her.

Taking her precious face in my hands her eyes dart to my lips and the pull between us tightens, my body moving on its own accord. Tipping up her chin to guide her mouth to mine I can almost taste her when she jerks away from me, her eyes spinning with anger once more.

"You won't distract me that way, husband." Elaena crosses her arms over her chest pushing up her breasts and despite my best efforts my sex crazed mind urges my eyes down to ogle at my beautiful wife.

"Who is distracting whom, my song? I can't focus on anything other than how much I want to bend you over this fucking bed just looking at you." I growl in confession, my pulsing dick throbbing in anticipation of her slick folds milking my dick until I had no seed left to fill her with.

Gripping the edge of the nightstand I dig my nails into the wood in efforts to stop myself from going to her.

"You didn't speak to me all day, even took Vhagar so I was left wondering if you'd gone without me!"

"I'm sorry I should've never shut you out... you out of all people." Daring a step towards her she doesn't move away from me this time.

"It was a letter from my mother, and it wasn't the best of news."

The worst of news actually.

Taking a deep breath I make the mistake of a decision in a split second.

"Helaena's with child and Daeron is coming home from Oldtown to say his goodbyes to our father... she's requested I come home as well."

Leaving out the single most important detail of that letter a darkness sweeps into my heart taking hold digging in its claws.

Looking to her to see if she believes me her facial expression softens and she seems to relax at my half truth but the claws only dig deeper.

"That's not all bad. We'll both go, together." She says but I'm shaking my head.

To have Elaena meet Tessa under any circumstances would be world crumbling especially if we fell head first into my mothers trap to tear us apart.

Elaena would lay eyes on that child and rethink everything about our love. I wouldn't let that happen, I couldn't.

"It's safer here with your family to protect you. I don't want you or our baby anywhere near those vipers where you could be in harm's way." 

Understanding washes over her and she takes a step closer. Her eyes meet mine and when she blinks slowly at me there's a dark desire that shimmers in the candlelight.

"I'm the safest with you, Aemond. No one protects me better, or do you doubt yourself my prince?" Her sensual voice is my undoing matched with her sexy grin.

Coming incredibly close to her I cup her face in my hands, the feel of her skin against mine intoxicating.

She was right, Elaena was always right and still I struggled against her.

If we were apart and the rumor spread to Dragonstone I wouldn't have a chance. The only possible way was to bring her with me, and break the news of this scandalous lie to her slowly and delicately.

I'd be able to explain myself, find a way to keep our trust intact because if we didn't have that we'd fall apart.

Bringing her hands to my chest our lips are like magnets coming back to one another as they were meant to, the spark I need to let the monster loose.

"You could drive any sane man mad with that mouth of yours. What am I to do with you?" I growl like the sex crazed animal I am, backing her into the wall and caging her in with nowhere to go this time.

"I have a few things in mind," she mutters against my mouth.

"Say it Elaena, I want to hear those sinful words pass your heavenly lips." Urging her on I press my throbbing cock against her and a sharp breath fans across my mouth.

"I want you to make it up to me... all, night, long." 

Staring at me through her long eyelashes she takes one of my hands in hers, bringing my finger into her mouth and my entire body shudders against hers. 

Fucking hell, I about come undone at the light pressure she applies with her teeth.

Swirling her expert tongue around the tip of my finger I let out shaky breath gripping onto her.

"I'll be making it up to you long after the sun rises, my love." I promise her, picking her up and wrapping her around me and an adorable squeal rises from her throat bringing bellowing laughter from mine as well. 

Tossing her into the mounds of pillows I'm already starting on my pants, my dick straining to be inside of her the tip already dripping with precum. 

My hungry stare doesn't stray from her, not wanting to miss a single sound or expression on her stunning face. "So goddamn beautiful," I whisper in the last peaceful moment before I push up her skirts and thrust inside of her in one harsh movement. 

Finally inside of her I'm a ragged animal only satisfied when I feel her muscles tightening around me and her desperate moans fill our chambers like music to my ears. 

"Aemond," she pleads. 

"I know, my song. Nothing's better than this, than us." I assure her, running my hand up her chest in between her breasts until I'm holding her face for a soul crushing kiss where she hands over complete control. 

Deepening my strokes she clutches onto the front of my tunic, tugging me closer and my lips tug up into a grin.

"My good fucking girl, taking me so damn well." 

Already close to the edge I know she needs more, my wife not as easily satisfied but I don't mind, eager to please her.

Taking her lip between my teeth she's hardly expecting my fingers against her sensitive bud, her body arching into mine as soon as she feels the pad of my thumb working quick circles.

Whimpering into my mouth I can sense her climax coming into sync with mine,
"Konir sagon ziry rūs, tepagon isse naejot nyke."
*thats it baby, give in to me.

Opening her violet eyes to peer into my soul, she struggles to speak between her moans,
"Avy jorrāelan, Aemond,"
*I love you, Aemond.

Coming together she takes all of me despite how small and tight she feels while I'm inside of her.

Unwilling to pull out of her warmth I bring her mouth back to mine to leave a heartwarming kiss. 

Holding her face in my hands I rest my forehead to hers and all troubles between us seem insignificant. 

We were all that mattered, our family was all that mattered. 

"It's settled, I can't be apart from you, my song. I'm a selfish bastard wanting you all to myself but I'd be a fool not to treasure you, protect you from all who'd try to tears us apart." I mutter against her lips before pressing another kiss to her forehead. 

"No one will tear us apart, my love. No one," she promises, a faint confusion in her eyes. 

"Kivio nyke,"
*Promise me.

"Nyke kivio, ñuha jorrāelagon, ñuha dārys."
*I promise, my love, my king.

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𝓕𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻

I am SO ready to introduce our AU's version of Daeron the Daring! Much like in the books he'll be a pillar to the Greens when Viserys passes (which is coming VERY soon!) and like his brothers grew to hate Jace, Luke. Soooo as you can imagine he won't be very happy to see Aemond's married their bastard sister. 

Who would YOU want to see casted as Daeron Targaryen in HOTD? I'm crossing my fingers since filming is a month away we'll have news on casting soon! 

Pictured above is actor; Lucas Lynggaard Tonnesen

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