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"YOU THINK this is funny." Aemond spoke dangerously lowly beside you. His warm grip on your thigh under the table tightened. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Alicent eyeing you and Aemond nervously, as she well knew of her son's temper. She tilted her head as if she was trying to catch your conversation over the chatter of the rest of the table.
"Oh, Aemond, have a sense of humor," you brushed him off, trying to diffuse the situation as if it were only a playful joke that Jace had just made. All of the boys at the table had spent the evening trying to outdo one another with backhanded compliments and slights. Aemond was the only one who seemed not to understand them as the jests they were and he had found it all rather less than funny when his betrothed snickered at something his cousin had to say. Pride might've been the boy's fault.
"Oh, I do," he chuckled humorlessly. "But I don't think this is something you'll be laughing about later."
The threat made your ears burn red as something unholy flashed through your imagination. You wondered what punishment Aemond would choose to deal? But it was not for you to find out, and you wished him luck if he so much as tried.
"I'm not afraid of you, Aemond." The words rushed out before you could cringe at how prideful your own words were. You just couldn't ever let Aemond feel like he was winning with you, could you?
"Ao should sagon." (You should be.) The smooth Valyrian the Prince murmured beside you made your breath catch and the blush from your ears flood your cheeks. He seemed satiated by your reaction as he released a satisfied hum and leaned back into his chair smugly, hand drifting further up your thigh possessively.
