aemond carrying around a mini portrait locket of luke just makes a lot of sense. the dude never talks about his private life, he’s a strictly business kind of man, but other lords and merchants take notice of the small gold locket he keeps around his neck at all times. if a man is so brave as to ask what is inside the locket, aemond just pops it open to reveal a tiny painting of lucerys in traditional valyrian garb and looking just very sweet and gentle. stories thus begin to spread around the realm of how the notorious one-eye is utterly smitten for the very boy that gave him his name
the pearl of driftmark, flower of summerhall




















