Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader
Chapter Three
Summary: 2 months ago, Alys, the love of his life, broke up with him. Their relationship of five years gone by a simple farewell note that she left on their, well now his, penthouse. 2 months crying and feeling like shit but that all stopped when he meet you on that dreadful clothing store.
Words: 2k
A/n: Ok ngl i kinda hate this chapter T^T I've rewrite it so many times and i still don't like it but i think it's better than the other versions. Also the series will be bigger >.> I think i will add 2 or 3 more chapters.
A huff fell from your lips as you walked up the stairs to your apartment. The moment you saw Aemond’s card, you ran into your office to reread his resume. Desperately to see if you maybe missed something but there was nothing that mentioned the famous Targaryen name.
The Targaryen family is one if not the only, most powerful House in all Westeros. They come from royalty, inherited with old money. You only knew the basics from this ancient family since you didn’t like to read or watch news or drama from celebrities. You think you only heard Aemond’s name once when the news of his relationship with an older woman came out.
Aemond seems a private person so that’s probably why you didn’t hear much about him.
Why would he give his business card if he didn’t want you to know who he was? It didn’t make any sense!
Because he knew I wouldn’t have hired him if I knew the truth before the interview.
You sigh, putting your keys on your door lock and opening it. You were greeted by the sound of your daughter squealing and laughing which made a smile grow on your face.
Putting your bag on a small table beside the front door, you walk into your small but cozy apartment, and you are met by the view of your daughter sitting on the sofa while Aemond sits in front of her on the floor. Letting the small girl play with his long hair.
A giggle fell from your lips as you stared at the ‘beautiful’ hairstyle that your daughter made. One ponytail on the right side of his head, which is held by a hot pink hair tie full of glitter, and two small braids falling on his shoulders.
Emily notices you by the door and jumps in excitement. “Mommy! Look! I tried to do a... val-valryian?” She tried her hardest to say the word but failed which made Aemond chuckle.
“Valyrian.” He corrects her.
“Yes! I tried to make a valyrian hairstyle... but I think it didn’t go well.” She pouts while looking at Aemond’s hair.
You walked to her and gently kissed her head. “It’s perfect, sweetheart.” You took a seat beside her on the sofa. “Did you have fun today?”
Emily nods and smiles. “Yes! We went to the park and ate ice cream there! And then Aem took me to a toy shop and bought me this plushie!” She grabs the green dragon plushie beside her and shows you. “Her name is Vhagar! Aem told me that he once had a BIG lizard named Vhagar so I decided to name it after her.”
“That’s a gorgeous name, Em. Did you thank Aemond for the plushie?” You raise your brow to your daughter as she hugs Vhagar.
The girl nods. “Of course, mommy!”
You smile and pat her head. “Good. Now go clean your toys so we can go eat dinner.”
Emily quickly stood up from the sofa and ran to her room, picking up toys and plushies from the floor on her way there.
Aemond also stood up, pulling down the side ponytail that Emily had done but left the two braids on which were hidden a little by the rest of his hair. He looks down at you and smirks.
“You have a lovely home, Y/n.”
A blush spreads on your cheeks. The way his voice sounds so husky and gentle. His little smirk and the way his eye trails down your form almost made your knees give up.
“Thank you.” You say while folding an orange blanket on the sofa, trying to distract yourself from the handsome man in front of you. “Look Aemond... We need to talk.” You sigh and take a seat on the sofa, Aemond following your lead.
“About?” He asks, frowning in confusion.
You took out his business card from your pocket. “About you being Aemond TARGARYEN! About you coming from a freaking famous and ancient family. And the fact that you left that part out of your resume.” You rest your head in your hands. “Why would you need this job, Aemond?... I doubt it’s because of money.”
He closed his eye and sighed. “I know I should have told you but to be fair, I thought you would notice... You know, the silver hair.” He says while pointing to his hair.
You look down at your hands and let out an embarrassed laugh. “You’re right. I should have noticed that obvious part but in fairness, I rarely watch news or drama.”
He hums in knowledge. “Look, this wasn’t my idea. It was Aegon.” He starts playing with his fingers as his nerves begin to spike up. “I’m in a really bad place right now and my brother thought that if he got me to babysit one of the sweetest kids in the world, it would make me feel better... And I think he was right.”
A smile appears on your lips as a soft smile forms on his thin lips when he talks about Emily. Sighing, you rub your hands together. “Will it be dangerous for Emily if you continue to babysit her?”
Aemond frowns at your words. “Dangerous?”
“Yes, dangerous... Paparazzies, media, etc.” You look into his eye, trying to see if there are any worries that he might be hiding. “I don’t want Emily or me to get unwanted attention.”
Aemond grabs your hand and rubs gently his thumb on your skin. “I swear you and Emily are safe. No media or paparazzi will find you.” He says with a serious face. “I’m a very private person and I have contacts that will keep your life private from the world... so don’t worry, Y/n.”
You nod and sigh in relief. “Okay... Alright, alright.”
The last thing you want right now is an army of paparazzi on your door or following you around and fake stupid stories about you and Emily on the news. You bet Nat would be thrilled and say that you should take this as an opportunity (or take advantage) to grow your business. But of course, you wouldn’t do that. You want your business to flourish on its own and by your work, not by 15 minutes of fame because of Aemond.
His hand squeezes yours gently. Your heart feels like it is going to burst from your chest at the tiny and sweet smile that Aemond gives you. The things you would sacrifice to taste his lips.
For fuck's sake, Y/n. Get a grip!
“All done, mommy!” Emily reappears in the living room, dressed in her pajamas.
You stood up and walked to the kitchen to cook dinner while Emily took a seat beside Aemond, wanting to show him her favorite cartoon show.
After a few minutes, Aemond stood up which made Emily pout. “Well, i think it’s time for me to go.” He leans down and places a kiss on the girl’s head. “See you tomorrow, little princess.”
Emily pouts and grabs his arm. “Please stay a little longer! Eat dinner with us. Mommy is a really good cooker!”
“I don’t want to bother. I-”
“Nonsense! Come, eat with us.” You interrupted him. “I hope you like pasta tho.” You the pot in the middle of the table as Emily went to grab her favorite juice.
Aemond took a seat at the table, humming in pleasure at the amazing smell of your cooking. “I love it.”
From that day, Aemond took the habit of eating dinner with you and Emily. Months go by and you three have got into a healthy routine. You would drive Emily to her school and go to work, and by lunchtime, Aemond would pick her up and take her to the park to play or to his sister’s apartment. Emily and Helaena’s kids become fast friends really quick and at least once a week, Emily goes to spend the night or day with them.
You and Aemond got also close. He would spend a few hours talking to you while drinking wine when Emily was in bed asleep. You two shared some stories from the past, him talking about how he spent the rest of his childhood isolated after the accident when he lost his eye. And you about how hard was to be a single mother at a young age, how Emily’s father just disappeared after her birth and never tried to know or pay child support.
Aemond was quite angry with your ex’s choice of actions, which was understandable, saying if he ever saw that bastard, he would show your ex the consequences of being an irresponsible bastard.
As days pass, you find yourself falling and falling for your daughter's babysitter. You can’t help but feel attracted to him. Aemond was everything a woman would want in a man. Handsome, charming, smart, and good with kids.
Your thoughts are always on him, and your dreams are plagued by his lips and hands. You know that you and he would never work, since both of you are from different worlds. Him being literally from royalty and you are just a simple common woman with a cute bakery.
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“And then, me and Vhagar would fly away and explore the world!” Emily finishes her tale while showing Aemond her plushie dragon that was ‘flying’ in her hands.
Aemond just picked her up from school and took her to the park since it was a lovely day and she also begged him to go.
Aemond chuckles and gives her a sipping cup of apple juice. “And what about mommy and me? Would you leave us behind?” He faked a pout which made the girl’s eyes wide in surprise.
“Of course not! I would take you both with me!” She takes a sip of her juice and then grins at him. “We would fly to Dragonstone so you and Mommy could marry like the old Valyrian people did!”
Aemond almost chokes on his water. “W-What?” He coughs, trying to breathe normally.
Emily gives him a side-eye. “Oh please. I know you and Mommy like each other.” She takes another sip from her juice while Aemond just looks at her in shock. “You two are always sending weird looks to each other. And I heard Aegon saying that you are always eating mommy with your gaze... I don’t know what that means, but it must be good.”
“Emily!” Aemond was now red as a tomato. That’s it! That’s the last time he lets Aegon hang around with him while Emily is there.
The girl just shrugs. “Mommy likes you too, you know... I’ve never seen her so happy since you both met.” She gives her cup to Aemond and jumps down from the bench. “You should ask Mommy for a date!”
And with that, she runs off to the swings to play with the other kids in the park. Aemond just stood there with a cup of apple juice in his hand, his eye wide in shock at the small girl's words. She sounded so comfortable with the idea of him and you married.
Sighing, he puts the sipping cup on the bag and then looks back to where Emily was playing.
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Summary: 2 months ago, Alys, the love of his life, broke up with him. Their relationship of five years gone by a simple farewell note that she left on their, well now his, penthouse. 2 months crying and feeling like shit but that all stopped when he meet you on that dreadful clothing store.
Aemond took a deep breath as he stood in front of your bakery. ‘The Faun Cottage’ was the name of your store. The display window was decorated with beautiful green leaves and antique books which served to hold cakes and baskets of bread.
He was dressed in a light white shirt with a leather jacket, black jeans, and super comfortable Doctor Martens, which he wears almost every day. His long hair was tied in a low ponytail.
Looking down at the watch on his wrists, he saw it was 2 pm already. “Here goes nothing,” he murmurs as he walks into the bakery. “You better be right, Aegon.”
The scent of fresh bread and coffee along with a sweet herbal smell hit his nose like a train. Inside the shop, it was warm and cozy. Green vines are climbing the walls into the ceiling and some ancient runes are painted on the stone walls which looks like a mix of cottage core with Celtic/Viking vibe. A faint medieval music played in the background. It looks like something from an ancient era.
There are some people seated eating their food, others reading or working while drinking their tea or coffee.
“Mommy! Mommy! My Prince is here!” Emily’s voice echoed through the shop, grabbing his attention. This time she was dressed in a simple brown dress with some hand-painted runes on it. Her black hair was braided, and two small antlers rested on her head.
Aemond smiles down at her and kneels to shake her tiny hand. “Hello, Emily.” He greets her gently. “And what do you suppose to be today?”
She gives him a little twirl and grins. “I’m a druid! I talk to animals and cure people's booboos with my magic!” The girl grabs his hand and pulls him towards the door behind the counter, saying a quick hello to the guy who was attending to a client.
Aemond chuckles and lets the girl guide him. “Hmm, I see.”
Emily opens the door and leads him inside. It was an office by the looks and by the desk full of papers and a laptop, stood a very stressed woman.
“Mommy! Look who’s here!” Emily chirps happily.
You looked up from your papers and gave him a tired smile. “Aemond... I’m happy to see you. Please take a seat.” You try to make your office table more presentable, putting all the paperwork in cases. “Sorry for the mess. It’s been a busy day. Maria needed the day off so I took over her work and... it didn’t go well.”
Aemond sat on the wooden chair in front of you while Emily went to the corner to play with her plush animals. “It’s no problem... Here’s my papers, all the training I did.” He gives you the case. “By the way, you have a lovely bakery. Very creative.”
The grin you gave him made Aemond’s heart almost burst out of his chest. Your eyes brightened at his compliment and how the dimples on your cheeks made you look so cute and innocent.
“Thank you! It was a lot of work to make it the way I imagined but it was worth it.” You say taking a seat on your chair. “So, shall we start with the interview?”
Aemond nods.
“Okay! So, your brother said you had experience with children. Your nephews, right?” Aemond nods again.
“Yes, my sister's children. Twins, a girl, Jaehaera, and a boy, Jaehaerys, of 8 years old, and toddler of 2 years old, Maelor.” Aemond smiled gently at the thought of his nephews.
You took notice of his gentleness as he talked about his nephews, which made you feel more relaxed with the idea of him taking care of Emily.
“They all have beautiful names.” You speak. “I’m not going to lie but it seems you are perfect for Emily. You have basic first aid training and CPR certifications.” You look down and read his papers. “Also, it seems Emily is already attached to you.”
You nod towards your daughter, who has her gaze fixed on Aemond while she plays. Aemond grinned at her which made the girl giggle and run towards him, showing him her favorite plush animal.
You pull up the documents for him to sign and put them in front of him. “It seems you got the job! You can read the agreement and then sign down here.” You smile. “I drive her to her school every morning. So, 3 pm you can go pick her up and she is all yours until 7 pm when I get home.”
Aemond nods and signs the paper. Opening the drawer beside you, you take a small notebook along with a key.
“Here.” You give him the book and key. “In here you will find all her allergies, her school, and our apartment address. That’s the key to our home.”
Aemond takes the book and the key from you, his pale fingers brushing gently against yours. “Thank you, Y/n.”
The way your name rolled through his tongue made your loins curl in a familiar feeling. You cough and look down to your laptop, a faint blush adorns your cheeks. Get a grip, Y/n!
There’s a small pregnant silence between you too. Aemond admires the way your face flushes so easily. Even tired, you look beautiful.
“Huh... Well! Ready for your first day?” You stand up and smile, trying to end the awkward silence.
Aemond also stood up, looking down at a very excited Emily. “Ready as I can be.” He gently grabs the girl's hand while putting her backpack on his shoulder and walks out of the office with you following close behind.
You kneel and give a big kiss on your daughter's cheek, making her giggle excitedly. “Have fun and behave.”
“Yes, mommy.” She grins and kisses your nose.
As you stand up, Aemond quickly pulls his wallet out and takes his business card. “I completely forgot to you give my card.” He says with an apologetic gaze. “My phone number is there in case you need something.”
You nod and take his business card. Emily pulls Aemond’s hand and jumps up and down. “Can I have an ice cream on our way home? Pretty please?”
Aemond looks in panic at you to which you laugh. “Yes, but only this time. Alright?”
“Yippe!” Your daughter squeals happily and pulls Aemond’s hand again. “C’mon! C’mon! Let’s go!” Aemond chuckles and lets the girl guide him while waving a small goodbye at you.
You waved back and watched them turn around the block, disappearing out of sight. You feel tears stinging in the corner of your eyes, the feeling of your daughter's absence drives you to panic.
“Deep breath, Y/n.” You whisper to yourself. “She’s going to be okay.”
Taking a deep breath, you look down at the business card in your hand. Your eyes widen as you see a familiar red logo. A three-headed dragon.
“Wait! He’s THE Aemond Targaryen??!!”
I hope you guys like this chapter!! Feel free to like, comment or reblog!
Summary: 2 months ago, Alys, the love of his life, broke up with him. Their relationship of five years gone by a simple farewell note that she left on their, well now his, penthouse. 2 months crying and feeling like shit but that all stopped when he meet you on that dreadful clothing store.
Warnings: Some angst, Aegon being the wingman, she/her pronouns, slow burn, eventual smut
Words: 2k
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A/N: English is not my main language so i apologize for bad grammar but i hope you still like it! Feel free to reblog and comment! It would make me really happy to know you guys thoughts (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
“Seriously, Aemond. Relax a little.” Aegon drawls, eyeing his little brother carefully.
Aemond stood beside his brother, tense as a rock, contemplating his surroundings while his long pale fingers toy with his old, stained t-shirt. They currently stood in the middle of the clothing store, waiting for their sister Helaena while she chose some new and clean clothes for Aemond.
His siblings finally, after a month of rotting in his penthouse, dragged him out of the house to get some fresh air and apparently, some new clothes.
Aemond just shot his brother a glare and continued nervously toying with his t-shirt. Aegon rolls his eyes. “She did a number on you, didn’t she?” He says with a small frown.
2 months ago, Alys, the love of his life, broke up with him. Their relationship of five years gone by a simple farewell note that she left on their, well now his, penthouse. He still remembers how his heart beat so fast against his ribcages while he searched the whole house for her, noticing that all her clothes and jewelry (which he gifted to her) were gone.
He met her at one of his family company parties. Alys was the secretary of Lyonel Strong. Aemond was completely in awe with her when his eye landed on her, the way she moved so gracefully, and how her green eyes sparkled with mischief and wisdom.
When they made their relationship public, it was quite a shock for everyone, especially his mother. He was 23 and she was 35 at the time which was entirely understandable since they had a big age gap, twelve years to be precise.
“I don’t want to talk about her.” Aemond murmurs, trying his hardest to not think about Alys.
Aegon sighs and wraps his arm around his brother's shoulders. “I know you don’t... But try to loosen up a little.” He looks at Aemond worriedly. “Everyone is worried about you... Seven Hells, even Jace, and Luke are worried-”
Aemond looked down with a frown when suddenly he felt a gentle pull on his jeans. By his feet was a little girl dressed in a princess costume, full of pink and sparkly glitter. Her black hair hangs in two cute pigtails and a small simple tiara on top of her head.
The child looks carefully at Aemond, her eyes fixed on his eyepatch. “Are you a pirate?” She asks with an excited grin, her big round eyes shining in mischief.
Aegon burst out laughing while Aemond just stood there, looking down at the small girl in shock.
She huffs in annoyance and pulls the fabric of his jeans again. “Well?”
Noticing that Aemond does not intend to answer the poor girl, Aegon kneels beside the girl and gives her a kind smile.
“Sorry kid but he’s no pirate.” His answer made the girl frown in disappointment. “But he’s a Prince!” Now that made her look at Aemond in surprise and then back at Aegon, eyeing carefully.
“If he’s a Prince then why he doesn't smile?” She asks.
That pierce a little Aemond’s heart. Kneeling, he grabbed her small hand and gave her a small smile. “I’m sad... So that’s why I don’t smile much, little Princess.”
The girl giggles at her nickname but quickly disappears as she frowns, looking into his eye intensely. Then she took a step forward, placed her tiny hands on his cheeks, and kissed the point of his nose. Aemond stood very still, his eye wide in surprise at the girl's gesture.
She pulls back and smiles in excitement. “There! A kiss always pushes the sadness away!” The girl says proudly. “My mommy always kisses me whenever I'm sad or hurt.”
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“Em!” You call while looking everywhere in the clothing store for your daughter. “Emily! Where are you?!”
You can’t take that girl anywhere without getting a panic attack. You love to the death, she was your sun and moon but sometimes you wish that your daughter wasn't so adventurous. You were finishing a client order when you noticed your daughter leaving the bakery and running into the clothing store right in front. This made you leave everything that you were doing and run after her.
Sighing in relief, you spot her by the men's section talking to 2 silver-headed men. “Emily!” You breathe out as you kneel and pull her into a hug. “Don’t you ever disappear on me again! Mommy’s heart can’t handle any more surprise adventures.”
Your daughter grins at you and points to the man with an eyepatch. “Mommy I found a Prince!” She says excitedly. “Don’t worry, he’s not a pirate.” She whispers that part to you which makes you chuckle.
You stood up, holding Emily in your arms. “I’m so sorry. I hope my daughter didn’t bother you too much.” You apologize.
The handsome eyepatch man stood still looking down at you. A light blush appears on your face as you study his face properly. He was tall, really tall, with beautiful silky long silver hair that was loosely braided. His features were sharp which made him even more attractive. His eye was colored in a lovely ice blue shade with a hint of light purple. A black eyepatch covers his other eye, and you notice a long scar coming out of it down to his cheek. He was dressed in a simple green t-shirt (which seems to have seen better days) some black jeans, and black Doctor Martens.
He seemed nervous as he began playing with his fingers. “Huh... It’s no problem. Your daughter is a very sweet child.” he smiles softly.
“Mommy! Mommy! The Prince was sad so I kissed his nose like you do to me when I'm sad or hurt. And now he’s happy!” Emily giggles while resting her head on your shoulder.
“That’s very sweet of you, Em... But you can’t go wander off and kiss strangers.” You sigh while giving an apologetic look to the silver-headed man. “You know that while mommy is working, you need to stay with Maria.”
Emily rolls her eyes and pouts. “Ugh, but Maria is boring! She stays in front of the computer all day and does nothing... I much prefer staying at home, at least I could play with Pumpkin.”
You adjust her tiara on her head and kiss her forehead gently. “I know but I can’t let you be at home alone, sweetheart.”
While you scold your daughter, trying to convince her to stay with your employee. Aegon stays silent studying the scene before him. He had noticed how Aemond suddenly couldn’t take his eye off you or how his pale cheeks suddenly turned pink when you smiled gently at him.
Aegon also noticed you eyeing his little brother which made him grin mischiefly. Oh, he had a plan forming in his head. A BIG plan.
“Excuse me, I don’t mean to intrude but it seems you are in need of a babysitter for this lovely Princess,” Aegon says while smiling at Emily who grins at him. He wraps his arm around Aemond’s shoulders and pulls him to his side. “My baby brother, Aemond, is in need of a job and he’s great with kids. He usually babysits our nephews. So, he knows how to take care of children.”
Aemond shot Aegon a glare and opened his lips to disagree with whatever his brother had in mind, but Aegon just smiled at him and stepped on his foot to silence him.
“So, what do you think?” Aegon grins down at you.
You frown gently. It’s true that you seriously needed a babysitter for Emily, but you don’t have time to look for one since being a single mother and owning a bakery occupy your days. Also, it’s hard to trust a stranger to look after your kid. Your friend, Nat, tried to convince you to hire a babysitter after Emily turned one year old but you quickly refused, saying that you could perfectly manage taking care of Emily and your business alone.
Oh boy, how wrong you were. Since Emily started walking, your life has been a nightmare. She was like a ninja. One minute she was there and the next, she was gone. Every day you would have to run off from your work to go find her. She loves exploring and she makes sure you know that, every, single, day.
Maybe Nat is right.
“Okay,” You sigh. Aegon clapped in victory and smiled at his brother. “But I will be needing an interview with Aemond. To see if he has the training that is needed to look after a child.”
“Of course! When?” Aegon asked while Aemond just stood there petrified.
“Tomorrow at 2 pm.” You took your business card and gave it to Aemond. “You will find me in my bakery shop. It’s right in front of this store.”
Aemond nodded and took your card. “Thank you... I’ll be there.”
You smile gently and say your goodbyes, taking Emily back to your shop. “Bye Bye Prince!” The girl waved to him with a toothless smile which made Aemond smile gently and wave back.
When you and Emily are out of the clothing store, Aemond turns to his brother and slaps roughly on his shoulder. “What in the actual fuck was that, Aegon?!” He growled.
Aegon hissed in pain and pouted. “Ouch!... Is this how you thank your big brother for getting you a date with that hot girl?!”
Aemond rolls his eye. “By making me a babysitter?” He sighs. “Look Aegon, I'm not ready to be with someone yet... Also, did you not think that maybe she has a husband?”
Aegon grins at him. “No ring on her finger so she’s probably single. And you are more than ready to be with someone... It’s been two months since you and Alys broke up, you had your time weep and now it’s time to go back into action.”
Helaena pops beside Aegon with her arms full of clothes that she chooses for Aemond. “Our little brother has a date tomorrow!” Aegon claps excitedly.
Helaena gasps in surprise and then looks back to the clothes in her arms and back to Aemond, frowning gently. “We need more clothes.” She whispers while going back into the clothing store with Aegon on her trail.
Aemond sighs in defeat but a tiny smile appears on his thin lips. He’s not going to lie, you seem really interesting.
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Summary: The Gods blessed the Jaehaerys and Alysanne with another child but... from another world.
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A/n: I just had this idea of making a story with Jaehaerys and Alysanne and their children x Modern!child. This is just a small sample but i hope you guys like it.
“Lilith! Don’t go far!” Her dad yells as he helps her mom set up the picnic.
A fit of giggle left her lips as she run into the woods, ignoring completely her dad’s words. Her big mismatched eyes looked around in awe, marveling at the big trees and rocks with small patches of muss on top. The rays of the sun trying to peek from the soft leaves while they move gently with the breeze along with her auburn hair.
Lilith’s parents decided to take her on a small trip to a natural park, reasoning that taking their daughter to get some fresh air would be good for her. To run away from the city for a while.
But they were so wrong.
After some running around, Lilith gasps in wonder at the beautiful clearing before her. Her sharp eyes quickly noticed the big well in the middle of it.
Moving her little legs as quick she could, the small child giggle in excitement as she move towards the well. As she come closer, she notice a big three-headed dragon engraved on the old stone.
“Wow...” She murmurs as she traces her chubby fingers through it. “Ouch!” She hisses when the sharp corner of the head of the dragon cut her finger.
She puts her finger on her mouth, trying to numb the sting a little. Her crimson blood run down the engraved dragon, making it look like the blood was coming out of his mouth.
Lilith cleaned her hands on her shorts, examining the stone carefully. “P-Per-Perzys Ā-Ānogār?...” (Fire and Blood) The child attempt to read the strange words beneath the dragon. “I wonder what it means.” She murmurs.
Suddenly a bright light begins to shine from inside the well, making Lilith jump in shock. She could hear two soothing voices echoing from inside the well which made her tilt her head in confusion.
“Hello?” She leans down slowly, thinking that maybe someone it’s down there and perhaps they might need help.
When she looks down, she could only see darkness. The bright light was long gone, only leaving behind the smooth voices. Which sounded so far away.
Climbing the stone, she sits on it to take a better look. “Weird-” She yelp in fear as two cold hands grab her by the shoulders and pull her into the well.
Her screams were cut off as a deep but smooth voice echoed in her head.
“...They need you...”
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“Please, husband! Just give her more time.” The Good Queen, Alysanne Targaryen, begged her husband. “Daella is just a mere child. She will choose a husband when the time is right.”
Jaehaerys let out a frustrated sigh, clearly annoyed that he and the Queen couldn’t find the perfect match for their sweet daughter.
“She keeps rejecting every man that approaches her!” The King says, sitting down on their shared bed. “Because a Knight is too scary for her or some young Lord doesn’t share the same Gods that she has. Alysanne... We can’t keep letting her run away from her duties.”
Alysanne took a deep breath and cups his face in her hands, making him look into her lilac eyes. “I know but-”
A loud noise suddenly echoed through their chambers, making both of them jump. A strange black hole opens above them and a small red-haired girl falls down, into their bed.
The girl lay there unconscious. The couple only knew she was alive because of her moving chest, her breathing coming out in deep short huffs.
Alysanne was the first to approach the small girl, examining her carefully, and noticing her strange clothing.
“Careful, wife. We don’t know if she is dangerous.” Jaehaerys warns, his rough gaze glued to the girl’s form.
“Oh don’t be an idiot, Jaehaerys. She’s just a child.” She huffs as she picks up the child, cuddling gently her into her chest.
A smile forms on the Queen’s lips, finding quite adorable the way the child trying to seek her warmth.
Jaehaerys already knows his wife's intention. “Alysanne... We can’t keep her.”
The Queen hums and give him a smirk. “Yes, we can! Now if you excuse me, I need to take our child to the maester.”
Jaehaerys sighs in defeat. “Looks like I have another child.”
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Summary: Aemond sees you as the most beautiful woman in the world but you can't see that. (sorry I suck at summaries.)
Warnings: a LOT of fluff
Words: 1k
A/n: English is not my first language.
Masterlist
Part IV
“Normally, I would trust you when you say you have a surprise for me.” You say while playing softly with the hem of your dress. “But we have been driving almost for two hours and you have yet to tell me where we are going. I’m starting to think you are gonna kill me somewhere.”
Aemond laugh and puts his hand on your thigh, squeezing it lightly. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you where are we going, right?” He hums. “Don’t worry, love. We are almost there.”
It’s been almost six months since you and Aemond started dating. You both wanted to take things slow and be careful in public, not wanting to get the attention of the paparazzi.
You told him you didn’t want to be a part of his famous world just yet, finding it suffocating to be under so much pressure from a higher-class society gaze. Aemond agreed quickly, understanding your feelings about his way of life completely.
The only people knew about you two was Helaena, who couldn’t stop jumping in excitement. She is overjoyed to finally see her brother happy and that you are the source of that happiness. Cregan wasn’t surprised at all, saying that how Aemond followed you like a puppy made it evident that you two would end up together.
You still can’t believe that you were with Aemond. The sexiest, most powerful man in the world. He is almost desired by all women and men. Every time you go shopping with him, there’s always a giggling mess of a girl asking for an autograph.
Sometimes you think that you might not be good enough for him since having a blind partner might not be a perfect perk to have.
But every time Aemond notices your dark thoughts, he grabs you by the waist and pulls you into his lap. Filling your face with sweet kisses and murmuring how lucky he is to have you, that nothing in the world could make him happy as you did.
You feel the car come to a stop, Knight letting out a bark while he scratches his large paws against the window. Cleary excited to finally go outside.
“Hey, buddy! Don’t ruin my car windows!” Aemond huffs, trying not to laugh when Knight gives him a side-eye.
He walks out of the car, helping you get out before opening the door for Knight to get out. The massive dog starts running around, howling happily.
A smile forms on your lips as you hear Knight having the time of his life. The smell of pines and fresh earth's scent hovered around you.
“Wait! Are we in the countryside?” You were vibrating from excitement. You loved the countryside, it was your dream to buy a cute little house and live there peacefully. To grow your own little garden.
Aemond grabs your hand and leads you into the house. “Hmm yes. I just bought this cottage, knowing you love peaceful places.”
“Please tell me you just didn’t buy this house cause of me?!” You asked.
“Hmm maybe....” He laughs.
You huff and punch his arm gently. “You know I hate when you buy expensive stuff cause of me.”
He pulls you to him, his hot breath fanning against your face. “You deserve everything I can buy for you, Y/n. I can even buy the moon for you.” He kisses you softly, humming lightly against your soft lips.
You giggle into the kiss, making him smile. “I doubt you could buy the moon, Aem.”
He raises his eyebrow and kisses your nose. “Are you challenging me, my love?”
Your laugh stops when you hear his serious tone, knowing fully well that he might buy the fucking moon for you.
“Don’t you dare, Aemond Targaryen!” you warn.
Aemond turns and opens the door, letting you both walk inside the lovely cottage. “Oh my... My full name, that only means trouble.”
You gave him a silly face and began to walk around, Knight always beside you. Making sure you don’t hurt yourself.
The smell of fresh wood hovered the air as you explore the place. You carefully touch every piece of furniture in the house, and notice that they have some rustic details with a little bit of modern features.
Aemond lights the fireplace and begins to prepare dinner while you sit on the sofa by the fireplace.
“How long we will be here?” you asked as you pet Knight’s head.
“Only during this weekend.” He says as he grabs two cups of wine and walks to you, letting the food cool down a little. “But... we could stay here forever...”
You tilted your head in confusion. “Forever?”
“I-I... What I mean...” Aemond couldn’t stop shuttering, his palms are sweaty from the anxiety of what he will ask you. “What I'm saying is that we could move here together.”
You two stay silent for a while.
You were too stunned to speak. Of course, you are excited about his proposal but at the same time, you think it might be a little early to move in together. You are just scared that he might get frustrated living with a blind person. That he will realize you will be a burden to him.
“You are finishing your studies this year and I'm going to start to working at home so I thought we might...” He looks at you with his eye full of hope. “I know you are having those thoughts and no. I won’t get tired of you if we live together... I-I'm just tired of leaving you every night or day to go to my home. I always feel so empty when I get to my apartment after being with you. I just want to wake up every day with you in my arms. To see your beautiful smile first thing in the morning.”
You take a deep breath and take his hand in yours, squeezing it tightly. This next step scares you deeply and you still think that it's still early but... he’s right. It kills you every time he goes home after a date, you just want to stay with him forever.
“I-I want it... I want to live with you.” You murmur.
“Really?” He cups your jaw, caressing gently your cheek. “Do you really mean it?”
You nod, and tears start to prickle the corner of your eyes. “Yes! I really mean it!”
He crashes his lips against yours, pouring all his love into the kiss. A soft moan escaped from you, letting him push his warm tongue into your mouth.
You wrap your arms around his neck as he pulls you into his lap, your fingers playing with his soft locks.
He pulls back, both of your lips swollen and red from the passionate kiss. “God... I love you so much.”
You blush furiously at his words, his deep voice always makes a mess of you. “I love you too... To the moon and back.”
He smirks as he gives you another deep kiss. “That much huh?... Maybe I really should buy you the moon.”
You bite his lips gently, making him moan loudly. “I swear to God, Aemond. If you buy the moon, I will go back to my apartment.”
“Only if I let you, sweet girl.” He pulls you into another kiss, laying down on the sofa with you on top of him.
“Food?” You asked between kisses.
He moves his hands down your waist to your thighs, squeezing them gently. “Food can wait.”
Oh boy... It will be a long night.
So here's the last chapter!! I hope you guys like it!
Am I the only one who doesn't feel any sympathy for Saera Targaryen and Viserra Targaryen?
I don't know why but they piss me off, especially Viserra. Almost wanted to slap her when she said that she was much better for Baelon since she was prettier than Alyssa. (Baelon and Alyssa were made for each other!!)
Summary: Aemond is much like his uncle in one thing... has a thing for ladies with white hair. (sorry I'm bad at summaries)
Warnings: None in this chapter, eventual smut, reader is a female and also described with white hair and skin
Words:2k
A/n: English is not my first language.
Previous chapter
Masterlist
You couldn’t sleep that evening. Your mother's words echo through your head over and over.
Our kind Queen said she will take you as one of her ladies in waiting.
Your worst nightmare finally comes knocking on your door. Going to the South to be around snobbish people and forced to take some high Lord as your husband.
You knew that you would have to take a husband one day although you always thought that would be some Lord from the north, one of your father's bannermen. Someone closer to home.
But no.
You will accompany the Queen to the south and let her choose the perfect husband for you. Some Lord who doesn’t even share the same Gods as you since most people from the southern lands praise the faith of the seven. You will not have the chance of saying your vows before the weirwood tree in the godswood.
Also, the dance with the one-eye Prince was still vivacious in your mind. His warm touch made your eyes flutter, his large hand squeezing the softness of your hips gently. His musky scent made you feel so at ease even though you only met him for a day.
His purple eye shined with curiosity and hunger as his gaze locked to your lips. You could swear that if the music hadn’t ended and brought you to your senses, you would have kissed him.
“How inappropriate of me.” You giggled softly, a soft smile emerging on your lips. The thought of your mother's mortified face as everyone sees the young Lady Stark devouring the one-eye Prince's mouth.
Sighing tiredly, you finally let sleep take over your body.
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You woke up early in the morning, dressing in simple hunting clothes. Dark leather pants, and a loose blouse with a tight black corset around it.
After your handmaid braided your hair, you met Helaena at the gardens. You promised to take her to see the weird, colorful creatures that inhabited the trees.
The young Princess couldn’t stop cooing at the colorful worms, saying she must take some of them to Kings Landing. Putting them in her garden.
Everyone was already in the yard ready for the hunt when both of you arrived from the woods. You quickly spot Aemond, standing beside your brother as his gaze locks on you. Examining your outfit choice, clearly enjoying how your pants hug your legs perfectly.
“Good morning, dear brother.” You announce cheerfully, bowing gently to Aemond. “My Prince.”
Cregan puts his hand on your shoulder, smiling widely. “I was thinking that you would miss the hunt, sister.”
You huff and punch him gently. “I would never!”
Cregan waves his hand to his squire, who quickly runs to his side, with a beautiful bow and a quiver in his hands. Your brother took the weapon from the young boy’s hands and give it to you.
“Since your practicing bow is getting old. I decided to order the blacksmith to make you a new one.” You admire the beautifully well-carved bow in your hands. Noticing the small detail of your house symbol, the dire wolf head, carved on the grey wood.
Smiling brightly, you hug your brother. “Oh! Thank you! I will use it carefully, I promise!”
Cregan chuckles and looks to Aemond. “My sister's archery skills can put almost every man in Westeros to shame. She never misses.”
“Really? That’s an interesting... skill for a noble Lady to have.” Aemond hums, clearly impressed by it.
“The Ladies from the north can be completely different from the Ladies from the south, my Prince,” You say with a smirk on your lips.
The guards sounded the horn, signing everyone to mount their horses. Your father rode beside the King while your brother accompany the Princes.
As Aemond makes himself comfortable in his saddle, petting gently the brown horse, he looks down at you, who was petting happily Onyx.
Confused by the lack of a horse, he asks. “Doesn’t your sister has a mount?”
Cregan laughs and nods in your direction. “Oh, she does but it isn’t a horse, my Prince.”
Aemond and Aegon gasp in shock as you climb into Onyx’s back and trot happily past them, the other dire wolves following you close behind.
“The Targaryens ride dragons and some Starks ride their wolves.” Cregan laughed, commanding his horse to trot faster. Leaving behind the two shocked Princes.
///
The hunt goes surprisingly well, everyone got their fair game. You, of course, have more than most every man in the party. Which made some King’s men give you an annoyed glare.
Through the remaining days of the royal family in the north, you and the Targaryen siblings got really well. You are a little closer to Helaena than the young Princes. Finding her sweet and very open-minded, enjoying her little riddles.
You and Aemond continue your little staring contest, stealing each other looks during meals or whenever you both run into each other in the halls or in the gardens.
Sometimes your brother would give you a side eye, not liking the way you and the dragon Prince can’t stop staring at each other. But you would just give him a sweet innocent smile and resume your conversation with Helaena, noticing in the corner of your eye Aemond still looking at you.
Tonight there will be a great feast since it’s the last night the royal family will be in the north but it’s also your last night in your home.
Your mother couldn’t stop the tear running down her pale cheeks as she helps you braid your hair. Telling you how much she will miss you but it will be for your own good since you will have a wealthy husband that will cherish you and protect you.
“But I want to be here... with my family.” You mumble eyes cast down. Trying to contain the tears from falling. “I don’t want to marry some Lord who wouldn’t cherish my Gods or my freedom. Hells, he wouldn’t let me have my sweet dire wolves, Mother!”
Your mother sighs and cups your face with her delicate hands. “My sweet child... I know very well your fear.” She kisses your head. “I myself experienced when I came to the north to marry your father. And I accepted your father’s Gods and his love... He gave me two wonderful children, who I love so much, and you will soon experience that love.”
You sigh brokenly and nodded, standing up to leave your chambers to where the feast was.
“But!” You look back confusedly. “If your future husband puts his hands on you or forces you to do something without your consent. I will order every House in the north to march to the south and kill every person in your husband's House.” She says with a sweet smile on her lips but her eyes shined with wrath.
Everyone in the north knew to never provoke Lady Stark since her wrath could be worse than a dragon.
Smiling brightly and feeling much better, you hug her tightly. “Thank you, Mother.”
///
Laughter and the strong smell of ale hovered by the great hall. The music rang loudly as people danced lively in the center of the room, one of them being your brother and Helaena.
It’s clear that the both of them had a crush since they were almost eating each other with their eyes.
Giggle softly, you sip on your wine. Enjoying the way your brother blushed at something Helaena had whispered in his ear.
“What’s so funny, my Lady?” Aemond’s voice sounded beside you, making you jump a little.
You put your cup down, cleaning away some wine drops from your chin. “Nothing, my Prince. Just remembered a joke that my brother told me.” You lie.
Aemond hums and takes the seat beside you. “Excited to travel to King’s Landing?”
You sigh and look at your hands, playing with your ring. “If I may be honest, my Prince. No, I'm not excited to travel to the south.”
Aemond was taken aback by your response, not quite sure of what to say. “And why if I may ask?”
“I do not wish to marry some snobbish southern Lord.” You look at him, noticing his eye fixed on your lips. “I hope to not offend, my Prince. But southern men tend to be weak, not only physically but mentally too.”
Aemond chuckles at your words. “Oh you are completely right, my Lady. Some are extremely idiotic.” He smirks. “But not all of them are like that. And maybe with your stay at the Red Keep, you might notice that.”
You give him a side eye, seeing his smirk widen as he notices your confusion. “Would you like to dance, my Lady?” He stood up and offer you his hand.
Still eyeing him suspiciously, you take his hand and let him guide you to the center of the room.
Wrapping his warm hand on your waist, his other one cupping gently your hand, he begins guiding you through the dance. You couldn’t move your gaze away from his, seeing the hunger beginning to form in his eye.
More people start dancing around you two as the music begins to speed up, squeezing you two into each other. Aemond’s hand on your hip twitched, squeezing your softness a little which made you gasp lowly.
“I can’t take it anymore.” He growls
You frown gently, confused by his words. “What-”
He crashes his lips against yours, making you whimper in surprise. His lips felt like heaven against yours, firm and soft. You wrap your arms around his neck, your hands grabbing his soft silver locks and pulling them gently. Earning you a growl from him.
He gently bites your lip, trying to invite his tongue into your mouth. As you were about to grant him that, a deafening yell echoed through the large room halls.
Pulling away from each other, your pale lips swollen and reddish from the passionate kiss that you and Aemond shared. You look around, seeing guards pushing people away, trying to get to the group of men fighting by the ale barrel.
A hand wraps around your arm, pulling away your attention from the fight.
“Mother order you to get to your chamber quickly.” Cragan appears beside you, eyeing Aemond skeptically.
Nodding gently, you begin to walk with Cregan. “Thank you for the... dance, my Prince.”
Aemond nods and smirks, putting his hands behind his back as he watches you being dragged by your brother.
“The pleasure was all mine, Ñuha ziry zokla.” (My she-wolf.)
