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Summary: (Y/n) finally meets Aemond, but itโs not the way you would expect first impressions to go, with a battle. Letโs see what Aemond thinks of the Ice Dragon as they encounter each other more and more. (Sorry I suck at summaries)
Warnings: Fighting, Weapons, Character Death, Slight Sexual Reference, Aegon is a warning in itself (Let me know if I missed anything)
A/n: Iโm so excited to add Aemond more into this story. Thank you everyone for liking this story and I hope you stay as this journey continues. Also thank my friend who threatened to steal my dog if I didnโt continue this series :D
Your fierce icy eyes stared deep into Aemonds dull blue ones as you studied his movements. As you did that, it gave him the opportunity to study your features. From your (h/c) dreads that were in a half up and half down style. To your sun-kissed skin where if he looked close enough he could see a faint scar that ran from the top of your seemingly plump lips to your chin. Then Aemond went to your eyes and he couldnโt help but be captivated by them.
How could your blue eyes look so cold, but hold so much fire in them.
The fire in your eyes made many who stood before you turn to ash from a single glance, but for Aemond it was different. When he stared into your eyes all he wanted to do was play with the fire, as if the flames were his only source of life and happiness.
Aemond was distracted by you, which you noticed and allowed you to make your move. โYou left yourself open.โ
You dashed forward and sliced your sword at his neck, but he managed to parry your attack in the nick of time. But, what caught him off guard next was when you pushed his sword to the side with your own sword and turned your body swiftly around while grabbing his arms. As you caught his arms you tossed his sword across the training ground with your own sword nearly piercing someone. Now Aemond was caught in your vice grip and weaponless with your sword aimed above his neck.
โIt looks like Iโve won One-Eye.โ You whisper into his ear with a small smirk on your face.
Aemond didnโt know what to think. He should be angry by getting beaten by a girl in front of nobles, but also in front of his nephews that he despised with every fiber of his being. He should be angry at the name you called him by. But, he didnโt feel embarrassed or even angry.
No. What Aemond felt at that moment as he laid trapped was the feeling of fascination, of curiosity. He honestly had no clue why he was feeling this, let alone with someone he met today, but you were an enigma to him and all he wanted to do was figure you out. โTo figure out the enemyโ was what he told himself, but deep down he felt that that wasnโt the full truth.
After a minute or two you finally let Aemond go and sheathed your blade. You looked at Aemond, ready to say something, but a guard had silenced you when he ordered someone to open the gate. Everyoneโs attention shifted towards the gates and what you saw made you grip the hilt of your sword tightly, making your knuckles turn white, which didnโt go unnoticed by Aemond.
The flags of house Valeryon stood tall as the man that you wish to meet the side of your blade stood in the center. As Vaemond Valeryon and his guards walked up towards the castle gates he stared at Luke, which caused you to move next to him. Vaemond shifted his gaze towards your piercing blue eyes and was visibly shaken, but he quickly composed himself and looked away from you as he went through the Red Keepโs gate.
After a few minutes of you glaring at the gates, you turned towards Luke and Jace. โLetโs go. We should explore more of the castle.โ You say trying to ease the tension that grew when Vaemond appeared. They nodded there heads and followed you inside, what also followed you was Aemonds stare as you walked away with your brothers.
โWhat an interesting creature you are, Ice Dragon.โ Aemond whispered.
After exploring the Red Keep with Luke and Jace for a while, you decide to split from them and explore the castle on your own for a little. You walked the halls of the great castle until you found yourself in the castleโs courtyard. Thatโs when you noticed three figures standing by the Godswood. As you got closer you realized that one of the figures was your mother, Rhaenyra. The other two were, โPrincess Rhaenys. Rhaena.โ
The two women turned to you and smiled. โ(Y/n)!โ Rhaena ran up to you and gave you a tight hug. You hugged her back with the same amount of force.
โIโve missed you.โ Rhaena sighed.
You broke the hug and placed both of your calloused๏ฟผ hands on her shoulders as you chuckled, โYou saw me just this morning.โ
The two of you smiled at each other before your eyes drifted to her grandmother who was smiling at the way you two were.
โItโs been so long since Iโve last seen you Princess Rhaenys. How is Prince Corlys faring? โ You walked up to her and gave her a hug which she gladly returned.
Once she pulled away from the embrace she responded, โWhat have I told you about calling me Grandmother. Corlys would wish you to call him Grandfather. You are family to us, blood or not.โ Her tone made her seem like there was no disagreeing with her. Rhaenys then sighed softly before speaking once more, โCorlys is doing better now than he was before. All he needs is rest.โ
โThatโs good to hear, Grandmother. I pray that Grandfather heals fast so that he may sail the seas once more with Sea Snake.โ You shared a smile with your grandmother before Rhaenyra clears her throat to get everyoneโs attention. You could tell there was tension between your mother and grandmother.
โMight I speak to the Princess alone, Rhaena and (y/n)?โ Rhaenyra asked.
You nodded your head at your mother before holding out your arm for Rhaena to grab, which she gladly did by linking her arm with yours. You two bid farewell and headed back inside the castle.
As you walk down a series of corridors with Rhaena in your arm, you could help but bask in the silence that enveloped the two of you. You missed Rhaena, your sister, it has been some moons since you got to properly speak to her with all your training getting in the way. You and her had many things to talk about, but in the silence is where you truly understood each other and in reality silence is also conversation.
You honestly felt at peace after being without it for so long. But it wasnโt long until the peaceful silence was soon filled with a Rhaenaโs soothing voice.
โI heard from some of the maids and nobles that the Ice Dragon had beaten Prince Aemond in a sparring match.โ Her smile soon turned into a smirk.
You chuckled, โYes I did. He left himself vulnerable during the spar and was easy to defeat. He looked to be a good opponent when he was fighting one of the Kings Guard, but I guess I was wrong.โ
โWell anyone who fights you is sure to meet their end quickly.โ You gave Rhaena a loving smile that seemed to brighten your vibrant blue eyes. โIf not by your blade than by your eyes and I think Aemondโs end was the latter.โ
You pondered the thought before you hummed, โMaybe. But sooner or later my fire will turn him to ash as they inevitably do.โ
โMaybe. Or he might play with your fire instead.โ
You looked at Rhaena with a small smile, โIsnโt that a thought. Time would surely tell.โ Then you two slowly walked towards Rhaenaโs chambers and you bid her a goodnight before making your way to your bed chambers for the night.
Once you got settled for bed you had one thought that stuck with you. โSomeone to play with my fire.โ
โThat would be a first.โ You whispered to yourself before succumbing to the world of sleep.
You stood with your family in the throne room, clad in the same leather armor that your mother had gifted you a few days prior, with your sword securely sheathed on your non-dominant sides hip. Your (h/c) dreads were pulled up back, which your mother keeps telling you brought out more of your features. Aemond seemed to agree with your mother because he couldnโt help but notice how beautiful your face was, from your cheekbones, to your lips, and your eyes. Even though you were across the room from him, all he could see was stare at you from across the room like you were the only one there. He felt a weird feeling in his chest. This feeling felt so foreign to him, felt strange, but he liked the feeling that he got every time he saw you.
โBut what is this feeling.โ Aemond thought to himself. This feeling had him on the edge and he was determined to find out just what this feeling was no matter what. He was soon taken out of his thoughts when his grandfather spoke.
โThough it is the great hope of this court that Lord Corlys Velaryon survive his wounds. We gather her with the grim task of dealing with the succession of Driftmark. As Hand, I speak with the Kingโs voice on this and all other matters. The crown will now hear the petitions. Ser Vaemond of House Velaryon.โ Otto Hightower finished speaking and gave the floor to Vaemond. Your attention was then focused on the mentioned man as you glared at him as he looked at your family, but Luke took most of the heat of his stare.
There was a steady pause before Vaemond turned to Alicent Hightower, โMy Queen,โ He then turned to Otto, โMy Lord Hand. The history of our noble houses extend beyond the seven kingdoms to the days of Old Valyria. For as long as House Targaryen has ruled the skies, House Velaryon has ruled the seas.โ You sigh before muttering under your breath, โAลha drฤje dฤซnagon iksos naejot sagon se lฤซve hen embar.โ (Your rightful place is to be the whore of the sea). Rhaena and Daemon seemed to have heard you because a small chuckle was heard from her and a small smile appeared on Aemonds face, which they both lowered their heads to hide. It went unnoticed however as Vaemond continued on with his speech, โI have spent my entire life on Driftmark defending my brotherโs seat. I am Lord Corlysโs closests kin, his own blood. The true, unimpeachable blood of House Velaryon runs through my veins.โ
Vaemond was soon cut off by your mother, Rhaenyra, โAs it does in my sons, the offspring of Leanor Velaryon. If you cared so much about your houseโs blood, Ser Vaemond, you would not be so bold as to supplant its rightful heir. No, you only speak for yourself and for your own ambition.โ
โYou will have chance to make your own petition, Princess Rhaenyra.โ Queen Alicent cut in, โDo Ser Vaemond the courtesy of allowing his to be heard.โ
You grabbed your motherโs hand, which she gladly took, as you looked over at Queen Alicent. As you looked over, you noticed Aemondโs eye trained on you, it made you feel uneasy, but you slowly looked forward. Completely ignoring his stared, which caused an unsettling fire to burn in his chest, but he intended to ignore it for now.
Vaemond was now completely turned towards your family. He had a small smile on his face that you wished to punch off of him, but you held yourself as much as you could. โWhat do you know of Velaryon blood, Princess? I could cut my veins and show it to you and you still wouldnโt recognize it.โ
โI would gladly cut your veins for you.โ You thought as you tightened your hold on Rhaenyraโs hand.
โThis is about the future and survival of my house, not yours.โ It didnโt go unnoticed when he looked at Luke, but if looks could kill Vaemond would be burned by the intensity of your glare. Vaemond noticed your stare and ๏ฟผfelt uncomfortable and scared on what laid behind it. He quickly turned around and addressing the Queen and the Lord Hand. โThis is a matter of blood, not ambition. I place the continuation of the survival of my house and my line above all. I humbly put myself before you as my brotherโs successorโฆthe lord of Driftmark and the Lord of the Tides.โ
โThank you Ser Vaemond.โ Otto thanked Vaemond before calling up Rhaenyra to the center to speak.
โIf I am to grace this farce with some answer, I will start by reminding the court that nearly 20 years ago, in this veryโโ Every turned to look at the opening doors to see who interrupted the proceedings, but when they noticed who it was everyone shocked.
โKing Viserys of House Targaryen, the First of His Name, King of the Andals, and the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm.โ One of Kings Guard announced.
You were shocked to say the least. You were told that the King would be bed ridden, but here he was trying his best to walk to the throne. This was your first time ever seeing the King and you were told and heard many rumors about his illness, but you never thought that he would look this bad. Barely able to walk and had a golden mask covering his face, which you could only assume was to hide how much his face had decayed, from what you heard from your family.
Everyone continued to watch in mild shock as the King continued his trek to his throne. From the corner of your eye you could see how shocked Vaemond was to see his presence, as he looked at Otto and Alicent Hightower. You smirked knowing that whatever plan they had conjured up was now going up in glorious flames.
Once King Viserys made it to the steps of the throne where Otto lay standing, he turned to speak to his Lord Hand, โI will sit the throne today.โ
โYour Grace.โ Otto acknowledged his King
As King Viserys tried to get up the steps, one of his guards came up to help him, โIโm will be fine. I will be fine.โ He wanted to be strong in front of his people, but that was proving to be hard as he struggled to climb up the stairs to his throne.
You watched as your father moved from his place beside you to help his brother. Daemon may seem ruthless, violent and many other things, but he does care about his family even though others might not see it. Even after all that has happened between the two, Daemon still cared about his older brother. It brought a small smile to your face when you saw your father place Viserysโ fallen crown back onto his head before he walked back down towards your family. Once he stood back by you, you patted his arm, โAo gaomagon emagon nykeฤ caring paktot.โ (You do have a caring side) You said trying to ease the tension and it worked when Daemon gave you a small smile.
The small semblance of ease was broken when King Viserys started talking to the court, bringing you back to what was at hand, Jaceโs succession to Driftmark.
โI mustโฆadmitโฆmy confusion.โ King Viserys hoarse and breathy voice traveled around the room. โI do not understand why petitions are being heard over a settled succession. The only one presentโฆwho might offer keener insight into Lord Corlysโs wishes is the Princess Rhaenys.โ
Everyone turned to look at Princess Rhaenys, who you were glad was able to finally speak her mind about the whole thing. โIndeed, Your Grace.โ Rhaenys stepped into the center of the room to finally give her remarks. โIt was ever my husbandโs will that Driftmark pass through Ser Leanor to his true-born sonโฆLucerys Velaryon.โ
When Rhaenys said that Luke is the rightful heir to Driftmark, you slowly moved to stand next to Luke and once you were next to him you grabbed his hand in pure happiness. This didnโt go unnoticed by Aemond. Who felt the strange, foreign feeling in his chest as he stared at you and Lukeโs conjoined hands, wished for nothing but to take his dagger and slice his nephew in the eye as retribution for his lost one. But, also for being near you.
โHis mind never changed. Nor did my support of him.โ Rhaenys continued on, โAs a matter of fact, the Princess Rhaenyra has just informed me of her desire to marry her sons Jace and Luke to Lord Corlysโs granddaughters, Baela and Rhaena. A proposal to which I heartily agree.โ You were shocked at the proposal as was everyone else, but you were pleased to know that your family would be united.
โWellโฆthe matter is settled. Again. I hereby reaffirm Prince Lucerys of House Velaryon as heir to Driftmark, the Driftwood Throne, and the next Lord of the Tides.โ King Viserys announced. You could tell that some people didnโt like the settlement, but you didnโt care what they thought. All you cared about was that your brother got what was and is rightfully his. But Ser Vaemond couldnโt agree to that.
If only he had kept his mouth shut and had not uttered the words that he would soon say, he probably wouldnโt have met his end.
โYou break lawโฆโ Ser Vaemond spoke to the King, โand centuries of tradition to install your daughter as heir. Yet you dare tell meโฆwho deserves to inherit the name Velaryon. No. I will not allow it.โ You let go of your brothers hand as you slowly put it on the handle of your blade.
โโAllow itโ? Do not forget yourself, Vaemond.โ King Viserys warned him. But he did not heed his warning as he turned and pointed at Luke and shouted, โThat is no true Velaryon, and certainly no nephew of mine!โ
Rhaenyra pushed Luke towards the doors, โGo to your Chambers. (Y/n) go with him.โ She stated, but you were to furious to listen. The fire you possessed now burning within you. Rhaenyra soon turned back to Vaemond, โYou have said enough.โ
โLucerys is my true-born grandson. And youโฆare no more than the second son of Driftmark.โ
โYouโฆmay run your house as you see fitโฆbut you will not decide the future of mine. My house survived the Doom and a thousand tribulations besides. And gods be damnedโฆโ Vaemond turned towards your brother again as he uttered his next words, โI will not see it ended on the account of thisโโ He paused before he said the dreaded word. That was until Daemond spoke in a soft, but menacing tone, โSay it.โ Vaemond glared at him and it became utterly silent.
Then youโre sweet, but venomous voice broke through the silence. โGo on. Say it.โ As Vaemond broke eye contact with Daemon and turned his attention towards you, your flaming blue eyes immediately started burning into him, slowly turning him to ash where he stood. The people in the room waited in anticipation as this scene unfolded. Vaemondโs eyes didnโt leave yours when spoke, โHer childrenโฆโ he paused before shouting, โare bastards!โ The words echoed throughout the room. If you werenโt angry before well now youโre furious. He had awoken the dragon that laid deep within you. He back was now turned to you as he spoke his next words.
โAnd sheโฆisโฆa whore.โ The crowd gasped as he boldly announced that the Kingโs daughter was a harlot. King Viserys slowly got up from his throne and pulled out a dagger, โIโฆwill have your tongue for that.โ
Nobody had realized that you slowly made your way to Ser Vaemond and when they did it was too late. Your sword had moved through the air and sliced half of his face clean off. Finally ending his sorry excuse for a life. His body now laid motionless on the floor. Some of his blood had splashed onto your face, but you didnโt care you wipe it off. You wiped his disgusting blood off your sword with your arm before sheathing it once more.
All of the people in attendance gasped and covered their eyes as they witnessed the murder of Ser Vaemond Velaryon, but many people expected this as he did denigrate the Kingโs daughter and grandsons.
โHe could keep his tongue.โ You smirk as you stare at his body.
The guards soon surrounded you with their swords drawn. One of the guards shouted, โDisarm her!โ
โNo need.โ You sauntered back over to your family, not before catching Aemondโs intense stare. You smirk up at him and then turn around to look at your family, who were giving you different degrees of expressions, but they were all grateful๏ฟผ to you for ending that despicable manโs life.
Aemond however was still staring at you even after you turned away. You kept surprising him every time he saw you. He would think that he had an understanding about you, but you proved him wrong every time. He was now attracted to you more than ever now, not just by your beauty but by your fierce personality. How you both powerful and violent, but so magnificent.
He needed to talk to you, be near you. He didnโt care about you being an enemy to his family. All he wanted now was to in your presence. Aemond hadnโt realized how deep he fell into the flames, your flames at that very moment. But he didnโt burn. Oh no, he would be the one to play with it and you would let him.
โSheโs the one that defeated you in a duel, my dear brother?โ Aemondโs brother Aegon spoke. โI must say, she looks utterly beautiful. I wonder what it would feel like to have her in my bed while she moans my name and have her lips wrapped around myโโ Before Aegon could finish his sentence, Aemond spoke, โSheโd probably kill where you stand.โ Aegon could hear the frustration in his brotherโs voice.
โIs my brother angry. Does my brother finally want a woman now.โ Aegon teased his brother. Aemond tried to ignore him, which proved to hard for him, but then he heard his sister Helaena, who still had her ears covered, whisper something that confused him.
โThe warriors flame will soon merge with another flame. They will forever be tangled.โ
Aemond knew his sister said unusual things, but he couldnโt help but think that what she just said revolved around you, especially with the way Helaena glanced over at you. He wanted to ask his sister what she meant, but his focus was soon on his father who was groaning badly.
โCall the maesters!โ Alicent ran over to her husband.
โFather?โ Rhaenyra stepped away from her family and stood at the bottom of the steps to the Iron Throne.
Alicent grabbed her husband to try and move him and had asked him to take something for his pain, but he refused to do so. Soon one of his guards and a maester took him out of the room probably to his bed chambers to rest. You then walked over to your mother to comfort her. You held your motherโs hand and soon led her out of the room with the rest of your family following behind.
You sit in your bed chambers playing a game of chess to pass the time until the maid that you were talking to earlier comes back. The maids name was Emmalina and she was a sweet girl that liked to talk. She had mentioned how in awe she was when she heard that you had not only for defeating Prince Aemond in a duel, but for killing Ser Vaemond. Emmalina had said to you that she had wished to be like you, a beautiful and fearless woman, but she was stuck being a maid.
You thought of how young she had looked. Being no more than six and ten years old. She was younger than you and was being forced to work, but she still had that innocence to her that you hoped would stay. The two of you talked for a while until she left to go get some hot water for your bath, since you still had some of Vaemondโs blood on you.
It has been a while since she had left and you had wondered what was keeping her. You were about to get up and search for her until there was a knock on your door. You got up to answer the door, โI was wondering what took you soโโ You finally were able to see who was behind the door and it wasnโt Emmalina.
โAnd what do I owe the pleasure, One-Eye?โ