In the midst of the dragon home, tensions arise and sides are chosen. To keep peace between the greens and blacks, Rhaenyra offers her eldest child, Aelanys Velaryon, to wed Alicent Hightower's son, Aegon II.
Aelanys knew being the eldest and futur...
AEMOND SAT ACROSS his siblings as they had their morning supper together. "You hurt her didn't you," Helaena couldn't meet his eye, shifting uncomfortably in her chair. Aegon chuckled while stabbing fruits with his fork, "I told you I could've shown you a few tips..." Aemond huffed with a roll of his eye, "Nothing happened."
Aegon looked up with a knowing smirk as he scraped his plate of assorted fruits. "Such a good little soldier," His elder brother teased as he popped fruit into his mouth. "I saw her wrist," Helaena finally met his glance with disappointment. He only shrugged in response as he forked around the meats on his plate.
"You love her."
Aemond coughed until his face was beet red. "What an absurd notion!" He exclaimed while trying to clear the food from his throat.
"Of course he does, he always has," Aegon quirked his brows in annoyance at his younger brother's ignorance. "What do either of you know of love?" The one eye prince spat. "I saw it...two dragons in the lavender fields," She spoke in a daze while her fingers gently skimmed over the table.
Aemond's face twisted in confusion but, nonetheless only shook his head.
"Just admit you love her and get on with this bother," Aegon muttered with his mouth full of toasted bread. "Do you have a wish to meet the Stranger?" Aemond threatened his brother who laughed under his fiery gaze. "So...thinking of someone else loving her does nothing to you?" Aegon scanned his brother's body language. "Thinking of another man putting his hands on her...finding her pleasures, kissing her, fucking her-" He had been cut off by his brother lunging at him from across the table. Helaena covered her ears and balled up within herself at the ruckus they were causing.
"See? You do love her," Aegon smirked with his brother's hands around his throat.
Did he love her? Had he always loved her?
He let go of his brother shoving him back. "If you didn't then you would have not been so cross with her for 'abandoning' you," Aegon continued as he adjusted himself in his seat. "You don't know anything," Aemond denied. How could he love her for what she did?
"And she did abandon me," He claimed with a displeased look.
"You've moaned on about this story to us throughout the years. I think we all know it was you who fucked up," Aegon pointed out as he shoved more fruit into his mouth. "You hurt her and expected her to just drop everything for you?"
