Their souls might have split upon their births, but they never stopped burning as one.
Aemma and Aemond were meant to live together, die together, to burn as one.
But when war breaks out, they have to make a choice.
Is their hatred for each othe...
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"Sister !" Princess Aemma gasped when a black haired boy collided with her before she could even step in the great hall.
Jacaerys.
"You smell like hell !" He said, directly pulling away and she frowned when she realized that the boy was now taller than her. It had only been a month since she had seen him last but so many things had happened, and it felt like a lifetime.
"You've grown !" The princess said, hugging him despite his disgusted face. "What have you done to your hair ?" She then asked, horrified by that bangs.
"I don't want to talk about it." He replied, pushing her inside of the great hall. "Our brothers thought that I needed a makeover." He said and before she could reply, two black haired boys ran into her.
"Sister ! I've missed you ! What are you doing here ?" Joffrey said, without breathing and the girl chuckled. "Will you stay ? Please please stay !"
"Oh sweet love, I wanted to see my favorite brother." She got on her knees to greet him but the boy frowned.
"Everyone knows that Luke's your favorite !" He pouted and she laughed heartily.
"She never said she wanted to see you." Lucerys spoke up and the princess couldn't help but laugh again.
She had missed them dearly. "Aegon's my favorite." She whispered to their youngest sibling who had just showed up next to them with their sister, Rhaena, holding him. "No Luke's your favorite !" He said lisping and the princess smiled to her brother who just shrugged.
"The truth comes from children's mouths." He smiled and hugged his sister, far less disgusted by the smell of dragon than their brother. "Bloodfyre has laid eggs ?" He asked, grabbing the bag and Aemma nodded before greeting Rhaena.
"Oh my darling daughter !" Rhaenyra appeared from the stairs and Aemma's smile widened. "What are you doing here ?" She asked, kissed her daughter's forehead.
"Bloodfyre has laid eggs, and I thought that bringing them was a suitable excuse to come see you !" She explained and Rhaenyra smiled, wiping off the dirt from her daughter's cheek.
"You don't need a reason to come home." A man's voice echoed behind Aemma and she almost ran into her stepfather's arms. "You smell like dragon's shit." He said, wrapping his arms around her all the same.
"Finally !" Jacaerys exclaimed, glad that someone was finally pointing out the fact that the most beautiful woman in the realm smelled like hell.
