Our Lust | Aemond Targaryen

23: His Name

Aerea

it has been a few days, I've made myself busy by searching in the library. searching a man with white hair, and only have one eye.

i wasn't very successful.

Who could this man be?

I closed the book before lying my head in the desk. Would my father help me find him?

I never really saw my father but people had said that he rode the second largest dragon in the world, vhagar.

But fate had claimed both of them.

As i laid my head in the desk.. My head ached, i screamed, as a bright light started to appear.

My caressed my head trying to come back to reality. A woman playing with a bug. "He'll have to close an eye for it"

The woman had long white hair, purple eyes, just like mine.

A bright light had entered again. Fuck this is just the worst!

A woman appeared, she had long white hair, she had red rubies across her hair. She seemed to be running with a man.

The man had long white hair, he had a eye patch and was seemed to be chasing the woman.

They both had love in their eyes. But i can't seem to see their face, it's covered but their voice was very clear.

"It's not possible! Like we're gonna be betrothed to eachother, impossible" the woman had chuckled as the man was lying his head on her lap.

This isn't a prophetic dream.. This is a flashback of something.

The white flashed had entered again, it made my head ache only a little, the pain was starting to fade away.

"No! No! I can't kill this child!" the woman with white hair broke down in the floor and had started crying as a woman or maid tried comforting her.

The maid made the man leave the woman's Chambers but she comforted her.

Who is this woman? Why can't she kill this child?

The bright white had appeared again but there wasn't any pain before.. Who are these people.

The light had faded again as i see a woman standing in front of a man, she had long white hair.. She's getting married.

They both slit eachother's palms and had collided their hands together, the priestess has yet handed the woman a cup, she drank it slowly before handing it.

The man had drunk what was in the cup slowly before he handed it to the priestess..

They both looked at eachother before colliding their lips, claps were heard.

The light had appeared again before fading into another memory.

Who are these people.. The woman with white hair had appeared again, she was carrying two babes into her arms.

She entered a chamber, before breaking down, a two woman had came to her to carry the babes.

That isn't just any woman.. This is Aunt Baela and Aunt Rhaena.. How do they know this woman..

No.. Don't tell me.. It's me and aeron.. When we were both babes.. And it's our mother.. The woman who had long white hair and lilac eyes.

I screamed before coming back to reality.. Who is that man.. Could that man be my father?

But my mother had wed two men, aevon velaryon and aemond targaryen.

They both had white hair, as far as i know but i never seen a portrait of them.

The man in the walls could be my father.. And it means he's alive..

I closed my books before carrying my dress as i ran, the corridors of red keep was silent but my footsteps echoed.

I came to my chambers trying to find something that can help me, i knew who my father is and it is aemond targaryen but that man.. It could be aemond or aevon.

Argh! I tried to find something in my desk and as i was about to, i was caught by my aunt vaenya..

"You seemed.." she looked at me with her hands in placed gently in her waist.

"Crazy, i know" i say, not looking at her as i was too busy trying to find something.

My aunt looked worried so she took my arms and made me sit in the chair, she tried calming me down.

"What are you looking for, maybe i can help you" i started breathing in and out before i embraced her to calm myself down.

"my father.." i say before my aunt chuckled. "I want to know what he looked like" i added before she embraced me again.

My aunt vaenya will surely know.. She lived during his days.

"Well.. Why would you like to know?" she asked me, i looked at her before i lied. I can't tell her the truth, she might tell mother which i probably don't want her to.

"I just want to know" i calmy responded to her question. She smiled before placing my hands in her lap.

"Well your father was amazing and brave" she chuckled as she told me the story.

"Well your father had long white hair, and purple eyes, but he only had one eye though due to your uncle eserion, stabbing his eyes back then" she chuckled.. Long white hair.. Purple eyes.. With one eye. It's him.

My eyes widened.. It's him the man in the walls.. He's alive.. My father is alive!

"T-Tell me more about him" i asked her more like begging.. I wanted to know more of him, i just want to confirm it for real.

"Well.. Uhm.. He was brave like i mean, he went to dragonstone back then when i was only 8-9 nameday's old, he asked for your mother's hand" she chuckled remembering the memory.

I smiled.. My mother was right, my father was brave and had protected her.

"and just after your mother was crowned queen of the blacks, they both were wed by the priestess.. What a loving memory but it was quite sad as tragedy had struck your father, after your mother and father had wed, 5 months later, your father died along with his dragon vhagar" her face saddened telling the story.

Her words confirmed it.. My father is alive..

Aemond Targaryen, The Second Son Of Viserys The Peaceful.. My father.. Is alive.

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