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You had come from a high profile family and it was seen as the highest act of gratitude to serve the royal family. Though you had been the farthest away from home in your life, you got along well with the others and good Queen Helaena was generous to the ladies who served her.
The biggest turn of events came in the form of the younger brother, the second son. The storming figure and sharp skill with a sword, sharper demeanor to match, that everyone gave a wide berth to. If only they knew how deeply personal Aemond could be when he wanted to be.
It started off as pure coincidence when you ran into each other in the halls, you to run errands and Aemond seeking out his duties as Prince Regent. The sharp curious gaze followed your every move before it graduated to small talk and then conversations in passing.
Your eyes frantically scanned the hall as you fiddled the key to fit. This was one of the secret libraries Aemond was privy to in his studies, so to have you entrusted with its care was the highest act of proclamation he could make. For now.
You turned the key to open the door just as he rushed over to pull you in. Hungry, frantic kisses covered your face and neck as he clung to you for dear life.
”Did anyone follow you here?”
Low moans rumbled in the back of his throat as you lightly tugged onto his hair when you reciprocated.
”No, I took the secret passage you showed me before. I can’t stay for long, even though I missed you since yesterday.”