"We're the same; you and I. We were born from a unique core, a rotten one, constanly aching for things - for people - we cannot have. Maybe that is why we've survived so long, mother. Why we're still here while Aegon and our sweet Heleana are rotting beneath the ground."
'How can that thing be my son? My boy wasn't like that...'
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Oh, to be a vengeful queer coded prince or his equally repressed lesbian mother, both aching for their enemies...
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My version of Aemond & Alicent in a universe where Luke is alive, Aemond is obsessed with hunting him down and Alicent, on her part, still has feelings for an imprisoned Rhaenyra who hates her.
Certainly Dark/ Mature. Obviously I'm not romantisizing a situation like this one, be fr.




