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There is something in the air in the Red Keep.
From the time Aemond wakes and until his head meets his pillow, the scent of sea salt and citrus–seemingly indiscernible to anyone he has enquired about it–presses against his senses, demanding to be acknowledged.
But he knows it for what it is: an omega, unmated, by the sharp, unbridled scent of it.