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From a young age, you were one of those young girls who admired the story of the god-like House Targaryen and dreamed of one day marrying a platinum-haired man.
And it became a reality.
Aemond was a poor boy who lost one eye. You fell in love with him. No, you may have been alone in your crush on him.
The queen, Alicent, who was worried about the marriage of the soon-to-be-married Aemon, was proposed to marry him by the ordinary but calm you, and you accepted her offer with the innocence of being able to fulfill her childhood wish. Accepted.
However, reality and ideals were completely different. Aemond, who spent more time with the dragon than with you. He was clearly a grown man, and although he was quiet, he had a tougher side than he looked, so not only the Red Keep but also the women of the Silk Road were captivated by his mystery.
Today again, you are looking down at his straight platinum-blond hair, the eyepatch covering one eye, his thin body, and his agile swordsmanship skills.
As a young girl, she still thinks that he is cool and admires her, but as his wife, her heart is lonely and extremely lonely.
You and Aemond had your first night together. Then, he told you. Calmly, as if he was bored.
“You are the most boring woman in King’s Landing. I've never been so bored dealing with a girl who hasn't even had her first experience.
At least her body and face are worth looking at.”
Those words made you feel ashamed as a woman. Sometimes, cold, cool, and calm anger is more scary than loud and noisy anger.
One time, you found Aemond talking about you in the brothel you visited while looking for him.
Aemond, visible through the thin fabric, was having a conversation while stroking the round breasts of a woman with a more beautiful body and appearance than you.
“Prince Aemond. How are you doing with your wife?”
You had one hope without even realizing it. ‘After all, it’s Aemond, who exudes a solemn appearance on the outside.’ Although it may not be the highest praise for you, you may have been hoping for a simple word, ‘It’s okay.’
But Aemond cruelly trampled your hopes.
"I don't know. Just looking at him makes me want to harass him. That woman’s reaction is quite interesting.”
When you heard those words, you didn't know what to do with her chest as it sank down for the last time.
The girl has already disappeared.
Aemond may have just been treating you like a plaything.
You have awakened.
And I made a promise.
I will declare my marriage to him invalid during the party held in the castle.
/
The day a grand family party was held in the Red Keep. You are still sitting next to Aemond.
Aemond was toasting with his brother, Aegon, with a drink in his mouth. Unlike his older brother, who liked to drink, he was drinking while controlling himself appropriately.
He thought it was surprising that you, who had always looked into his eyes and kept making eye contact with him, no longer showed such behavior.
And you just stared blankly at the people dancing.
At that time, Daemon, Aemond's uncle, approaches you, who looks bored, and asks you to dance.
“My Lady. Would you like to dance with me? What could be worse than letting this beautiful party go by like that?”
You were met with the skillful, deep, and sensual gaze of Daemon, who had asked you to dance.
It was a gentler touch than your husband's, and it felt like he truly respected and cared about the woman.
Today, you feel envious of Rhaenyra.
You looked at Rhaenyra, and with her big heart she allowed you and him to dance, and she responded with a smile.
Soon, you held Daemon's hand reassuringly and went down the platform.
Aemon was clenching his fists with an expression as if something had been taken away from him, and you were lost in the dance with Daemon without even having a chance to feel that he was staring at you.
“My nephew is nothing as he seems. Be confident. My Lady.”
But you say to Daemon,
"no. I am going to cancel my marriage to Aemond. I’m going to leave him now.”
Daemon looks at you with a quite surprised and embarrassed expression as you gracefully finish the last dance.
Aemond couldn't hear what you said to Daemon, but in his eyes, nothing was more nerve-wracking than seeing you and Daemon smiling happily at each other.
/
After the party, you were packing to leave the Red Keep.
The only things that were yours in this room were a few clothes and a few things you loved.
By the way, wouldn't it be Aemond gently opening the door and entering your room?
You greeted him as if you had been waiting for him. Now is the time to be courageous. This is a negotiation that must be made in order to leave Aemond.
“You’re here just in time. I have something to tell you.”
Then he sat down on a chair in front of the stove where the bonfire was lit, making the atmosphere even more dreary.
It was a time when his unique cold-bloodedness was visible.
Aemond speaks to you.
“We need to have a baby.”
You were particularly nervous about his sudden suggestion of pregnancy. Still, you had to say something.
“No, I’m leaving you now. Aemond. There is no love for us anymore.”
You walked past him and went to the door with both hands full of your packed luggage.
But Aemond tells you:
“I guess it was nice dancing with your uncle? I actually think it's funny. I never knew you could smile so cleverly.”
"that. It was just a dance accepted out of courtesy. Don’t act like a child.”
Aemond stops you once again as you try to leave.
“I’m not finished talking yet.”
You sighed in frustration and glanced at Aemond.
Why on earth is Aemond doing this to you? You don't understand him like that.
“Don’t you think that I’ve seen you the same way you’ve seen me? You’re not that stupid.”
What good does that do now?
Before, Aemond was an indifferent husband who never even said ‘I love you’ to you.
And... that conversation in the brothel.
His words have already sunk deep into your heart.
Aemond got up from his seat and walked over to you in confusion, your back touching the wall of the door.
His breath touched you in a strange, strange way, different from the first night.
He gently pressed your waist and placed his lips on the nape of your neck.
Your pride has been very hurt.
I want to somehow make him regret it. Because the past times were much harsher for you than now.
Aemond whispered with a sinister smile as if he had penetrated your heart. Sweeping your wavy hair.
“I still haven’t forgotten that girl.
At least the reason I asked you to have a baby is because I love you that much. Why don't you know that? you stupid."
You didn't want to give in to his temptations, but your body and mind were doing the exact opposite.
You may still be in love with Aemond.
Aemond took your burden and threw it into the burning fireplace.
Inside that luggage were items filled with your pure memories.
"what are you doing..?!"
You immediately tried to walk towards the fireplace, but Aemond stopped you.
Then Aemond kisses your lips.
“… .!”
His long hair made your pale skin feel a little stinging.
After parting his lips, Aemond opened his mouth sweetly.
The straps of your clothes were being undone by his hands.
“Now the only thing that’s important to you is me. The past is just a taste.
Because our real love starts now.
Close your eyes. I will soon take you to an unforgettable paradise.”
He takes off his clothes and thrusts himself against you.
As if something I had been holding in was exploding.
“I want a daughter who looks just like you and me. And we will have many children. Because I will keep you by my side forever.”
And Aemond started taking off your clothes.