Warnings: Smut, violenceWhen they finally got to their new room, they settled down. Aemond laid Valàzera down on the bed. He climbed into bed with her and pressed her back against his chest. He left light kisses on her neck. "I'm going to kill that beast of a sister of yours." "Aemond. I won't let you. She was only respecting our culture." "Your CULTURE?! That wasn't culture that was brutality!" "This was the way we were taught as mere children." Valàzera said with her eyes downcast. Aemond nuzzled his head further into her neck and whispered, "We should have kept you here. Raised you, trained you, my mother loves you, she would have made sure you were safe from harm." "You're the reason I left, Aemond. You shut me out." "I did it because I didn't want to see you dead. For someone who is not related to us, I never knew what the punishment was for being involved in harming a prince."
"Back home, though, I had to endure Kharyz calling me a pale-skinned bastard for the past six years. She told me that I was a disgrace. But I couldn't do anything to her because relation or no relation, if I drew a knife at my sister, I would be executed. So I did. The reason being, if I left a little scratch on Kharyz, I would die and gladly accept it. But for some reason, my mother still didn't submerge me." Aemond grabbed her chin. You look at me right now. Never say that again!" "I'm sorry, it was a rhetorical question. I think about it everyday. I it's just- I-I didn't do anything wrong. All I did was have pale skin and dark hair." A tear burned Valàzera's creek. Aemond stroked her cheek as she hid her face in his chest. Aemond gazed at the small girl. Her snow-white skin sparkling under the moonlight under his touch. Oh how he HATED Kharyz Kurydhall. Anyone who was friends with Aegon was obviously bad news. Alicent told Aemond that she should have taken the girls in when they were children. She would have raised them much better than their own parents. Especially Kharyz. He held her tight and rested his chin on top of her bloody head. "Aemond. This is what happened to me. My mother was repeatedly raped by my 'father', Venghrize. My real father, Venèzron wanted to show my mother how a woman should be treated. That's how they had me. My family hated me. My mother had some issues with her brain and the trauma made them worse. She would often switch sides, but usually stay on Venghrize's so she would avoid getting beaten. Venèzron preferred the same sex instead of women. I was beaten of course for trying to protect him. He would protect me as well. Before my family was killed, they tried to have me submerged with my father watching. But he saved me because my family wasn't powerful enough to combat his top notch sorcery. All this time when I would visit him, I never knew he was my real father. But he was always so kind to me." Valàzera burst into tears. "My princess, my sweet, precious girl." He whispered into her hair. He heard her sniffle, and chest heave in his arms. He glared at the wall in front of him. He would go to great lengths to keep his beautiful girl safe. Valàzera used some of her powers to heal her cracked head. She wasn't able to do this as a girl. She tried to fall asleep but she felt aroused. She began grinding her hips into his pelvis. "Uhh Valàzera go to bed." Aemond groaned in annoyance. "Who's gonna make me?" "You naughty, NAUGHTY, girl." He got up and flipped her over. He took the laces from the back of her green dress and tied her hands against each of the bedposts. He trailed kisses down her neck and sternum until he reached her swollen nipples. He took her hair out of the golden headpiece she wore. It pooled around her in luscious waves. While he wasn't watching her, she burned the silk off. He took her left nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around the swollen bud. She let out a soft cry that made him grow harder. He gave the other nipple equal attention.
Valàzera was curious about his eyepatch. She had never seen him without it. When Aemond was unaware of her sneaky movements, she ripped his eyepatch from his eye and gazed into the deep blue sapphire that replaced his eye. Aemond saw what she had done and he gripped her chin hard. "Get the fuck off of me!" "Ao dare renigon issa raqagon bona! Nyke could emagon aōha ondos syt bona, NADRESY!" You dare touch me like that?! I could have your hands for that, BASTARD! Tears pooled in Valàzera's eyes as she stared at him in shock. She knew he meant it because he didn't shed a single tear. It seemed that all the love and care he provided her was all a lie. "You want to degrade me in that manner?! Get out!" Aemond immediately regretted what he'd said and done. He just continued to stare into space, but immediately snapped out of his trance when he heard Valàzera scream "I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT!" Valàzera picked up her dagger and threw it at his head. He caught the knife and threw it back on the ground. Luckily for Valàzera, she picked up the knife and charged at him. "You said you didn't care! YOU FUCKING SAID YOU DIDN'T CARE!" She violently swung but he caught her wrist and shoved it away. She had taken it too far. No one in court would ever dare raise a blade to a prince. Especially not the person he loved. He slammed the door in her face. Valàzera sat in the corner and cried. She didn't care if her face burned from the flood of tears that left her eyes. Aemond heard her pained screams from his chambers, causing him to feel pain as well. He scrunched his face but kept going. Away from his room. Away from his love.
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FanfictionBecause of her eldest sister's death, Valàzera Kurydhall got an invitation to King's Landing. Valàzera Kurydhall is a red priestess of Asshai who showed great strength in healing. As a child, she was brought to Westeros to help king Viserys. She the...