C U R I O S I T Y | Aemond Targaryen

N I N E T E E N

Cordelia's P.O.V.

"I'll tell you when I see her."

"Oh, there is no need." I hum out while searching for icy white hair by the terminal entrance. "I know what your sister looks like."

"You do?"

Aemond mumbles in confusion before glancing at me as I stand by his side at the airport. Trying to search through the people picking up their luggage, I nod to him lazily before holding onto his arm and getting on my tiptoes to have a better view around us. We just got to King's Landing major airport to pick up Aemond's older sister, Helaena, who's flying back from Dorne. 

"Yeah, you have a picture of her in your wallet." 

I comment innocently while thinking of the photo as I search through the crowds and hoping to see her before Aemond does. On the drive here, Aemond mentioned how she's been in Dorne all summer studying bugs and drawing them for illustrations in books. She'll stay with us a week and then at their parents' house the following two weeks before flying to Winterfell.

Apparently, she's one of the few Targaryens who got out of the family business when they had the chance. Her job is all about insects and she travels all over Westeros just to study and drawl them. Aemond makes it sound like a pretty amazing gig, but I think it's because he is proud his sister is doing what she's passionate about and on her own schedule.

I cannot picture staring at bugs all day as a fun job... Hell, when I see a bug in the house, I put a cup over it and wait for one of the guys to kill it and dispose of the body.

All the brothers have told me a little bit about their sister and all of them have their own opinion of her. Aegon's convinced Helaena knows everything about everything and is the only member of his family that could burn the dynasty to the ground. Daeron says his older sister makes the best snacks and is an organization freak just like Aemond.

However, Aemond seems the closest to Helaena from the way he talks about her and him being the one to pick her up from the airport. A few weeks ago, he told me how Helaena would capture bugs in their family's garden when they were kids and keep them in her room. She'd give them names and take care of them like pets; so to me, her career sounds like it fits her well.

Though, there is only one way to find out.

 "Um... Aemond." I mutter when thinking about the story he told me about his sister. "Is she going to bring a box of dead or alive bugs?"

"Neither, she does drawings... Wait." Aemond hums out without a thought before something clicks in his mind. Scrunching his brows at me, he then asks with a tone that always makes me nervous. "How do you know I have a picture of her in my wallet?"

"You had me order a pizza once with your debt card and I saw it in your wallet." 

I answer extra sweet to make my answer seem harmless, but I can tell by the look on Aemond's face he can see right through my sweetness. Raising a single eyebrow at me as if he's reading me like a book, Aemond's hand slips to hold my chin and I know I'm caught red-handed. Trying to whack his hand away and act like we need to find Helaena before someone else does, I glance around like the conversation is over and nothing more need be said about the wallet situation.

"Baby." Aemond says his nickname for me in a warning tone, making me groan in defeat. Getting me to peer up at him by my chin, he cocks his head to one side and asks in surprise. "Were you snooping in my wallet?"

"No. Not snooping... The uh... Picture fell out when I took out your card to order the pizza." 

I explain while batting my eyelashes and giving him that smile he always admires. He lets out a huff as if he understands that's a lie but knows I'm not doing to admit I was just curious when I notice a picture stuffed in his wallet. Rubbing his arm and hoping it will get him to forget about me looking through the photos in his wallet, I remember something and mumble under my breath.