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“We should take that shit off sometime.”
Aemond finally looked at him, following Aegon's eyes to the wall, right behind the head of the table where their mother used to sit. Hanging there was a portrait of what is supposed to be Christ, with a large, decorated cross right below it. Aemond distinctively remembered mother ferociously cleaning both every day without a single exception.
He let his head fall against Aegon's ribcage like it was suddenly feeling heavy, and he sighed when his brother's free hand settled on the crown of his head, stroking the long strands.
“Mother wouldn't like it if we did.”
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Everyone knew the Targaryen brothers. Fallen from wealth and status due to the death of their father, plunged into poverty as they desperately try to take care of their sister and ill mother, ruling their small town like the kings they were supposed to be - as ruthless criminals. In the midst of the Hell they live in, they search for comfort in substances, violence, and in each other.
It is not always what they find.
Series
- Part 1 of curse the gardens