☉◎₣Ⱡł₱ Ø₣ ₳ ₵Øł₦◎⊚ Aemond x reader

*✦ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss ɪs ᴀ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴡᴏʀᴅ✦*

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘

【 Alcohol & slight violence】

Your hair sprawled out on the pillow, a testament to the night's debauchery. Small groans escaped your lips as you pushed yourself up, memories of the previous night flashing through your mind like a hazy dream.

You couldn't deny that Aemond had changed since the last time you saw him. From a cocky troublemaker to a more polished and respectable man, he had certainly grown up. But whether it was for the better or worse, you weren't quite sure.

With a grunt, you swung your legs off the bed and dragged yourself to your feet. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you stumbled towards the bathroom, eager to wash away the remnants of the night and start afresh.

You shrugged off your nightgown and stepped into the hot water, feeling the warmth envelop you like a comforting embrace. The maids had filled the bath before you woke up, exactly as you had requested—a luxurious indulgence for the day ahead.

Your mother had mentioned a dinner to be held later tonight, and you couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the prospect of socializing with the elite of society. But for now, you focused on the simple pleasure of the bath, relishing in the sensation of the hot water soothing your tired muscles.

With soft, gentle strokes, you scrubbed your skin, the fragrant scent of soap filling the air as you washed away the cares of the day. But as the minutes passed, you found yourself sinking deeper into the warmth of the water, your mind drifting into a state of blissful relaxation.

The way the water rippled with every breath, the way it caressed your skin with every movement—it was mesmerizing, hypnotic even. Just as you closed your eyes and settled into the tranquility of the moment, a sudden bang echoed through the castle walls, jolting you back to reality with a start.

You gripped the rim of the metal tub as the water cascaded over the edge, drenching the floor and threatening to soak you through. With a quick reflex, you grabbed a nearby towel, wrapping your body in its soft fabric as you hurriedly stepped out of the bath.

Racing into your room, your heart still pounding from the sudden shock, you made your way to the balcony, only to be greeted by the familiar sight of Scythe's pitch-black face. Despite the lingering adrenaline from the scare, a small chuckle escaped your lips as you approached him, reaching out to rub his nose affectionately.

"You scared the hell out of me, you know," you remarked, your voice tinged with amusement. "Thought we were getting attacked."

Scythe seemed to relish in the attention, but his eye dilating at the sound of footsteps echoing in the halls, his instincts alerting him to a potential threat that you couldn't hear. With a low growl, he turned his gaze towards the door, his neck tensing in anticipation.

You followed his gaze towards the door, your own curiosity piqued as the sound of the metal hinges screaming filled the room. With bated breath, you watched as the door handle turned, the anticipation building with each passing second as you waited for the mysterious intruder to reveal themselves.

You were momentarily distracted by Jace's arrival, his cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to Scythe's wary stance. As Jace's eyes met Scythe's, the tension in the room seemed to thicken, the air heavy with unspoken apprehension.

"Someone decided to visit me this morning," you quipped, your voice breaking the awkward silence. Jace's eyes lingered on your form, a flush creeping into his cheeks as he struggled to tear his gaze away from your enticing figure.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to seeing him," Jace finally managed to reply, his voice tinged with a hint of unease as he shifted his focus back to Scythe.