Enemies to Lovers. 𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ...and she wondered, did they go from lovers to enemies or from enemies to lovers?
"𝗜𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹."
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A𝖊𝖒𝖒𝖆 h𝖆d 𝖆𝖑w𝖆y𝖘 w𝖔𝖓d𝖊𝖗𝖊d 𝖍𝖔w 𝖘𝖍𝖊 w𝖔𝖚𝖑d d𝖎𝖊.
How she would meet her end. There had been enough opportunities, but the stranger didn't seem interested in her. Instead, he preferred the people around her, people who meant something to her. Everyone she cared about seemed to be in danger and Aemma sometimes wondered, in the silent night, trapped in her own thoughts, if it was her fault that everyone had been taken from her.
Maybe she was cursed? Maybe she brought bad luck? She had gone through many options in her head and this one seemed to make the most sense to her. Why else did everyone she cared about die? Why did people keep giving her happiness when it was still being taken away from her?
"Rose!" a voice suddenly brought her out of her thoughts and Aemma looked up to see directly into the curious face of Aegon, her uncle.
"Excuse me?" Her voice was thin, as if she had just stood up. And that's how she felt. Her eyes did meet Aemond's for a brief moment.
Aemma looked away as quickly as she could.
Aegon raised an eyebrow and pointed to the jam in front of her.
"I asked you to pass me the jam, but you seem to be either ignoring me or deaf. Don't you know that you don't keep a king waiting?"
"Just that you're not a king, uncle," Aemma replied annoyed.
"I'm not?" asked Aegon irritated and leaned back. For once he didn't have a wine cup in his hand. "Brother?"
Both Aemond and Daeron looked at him.
Aegon's brows furrowed in surprise for a moment, as if he had to remind himself that he had two of the kind. Then he turned to Daeron.
