Led By Fiery Passion { Aemond Targaryen}

Part 12

Out of the shadowy dark cave appeared
Vermithor.
The large dark bronze dragon with matching eyes lowered its head to her as its big
Bronze eyes look into Aenyra's . Reaching her hand further out to touch the dragons snout as Vermithor breaths out a heavy warm breath.
Aenyra's stomach turned from the smell but finally inched closer to touch him.
This doesn't feel right..
a second later he turns to leave.
Well I didn't claim a dragon but I was able to touch one.

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A months passed since Rhaenyra and Daemon got married, they had a traditional Valyrian wedding which seemed to be the only thing that peaked Aenyra's interest only because she and Aemond had read in the library long ago about Valyrian weddings but she was excited to actually see one in person. It was definitely more intimate than your normal wedding in her opinion but all she thought to herself was if she ever did get married it would be in that way.
Sitting at her desk she brings out her feather and ink and begins to write away.

Dear Aemond,

It's been a month since we've last seen one another or spoke .I can't begin to tell you how much I miss you, how much I think of you and how you're doing and healing.
It's been hard for me not hearing back from you after the last few letters I've sent with no response. I'm sure you're just extremely busy flying the glorious Vhagar, for if that's the case I won't blame or hold it against you one bit.
I'd love to know how's your truly doing, what you do during your days since I've left..is it the same as it was just without me in the picture, or have you gone completely mad without me around.
Since Driftmark it's been really hard living here,
Jacaerys refuses to speak to me still and Daemon wants to bond with me, not to mention since he married my Mother, Rhaena and Baela moved to Dragonstone. Needless to say family dinners here are extremely awkward if you can imagine it.
Write to me soon.

Love,
your best friend Aenyra

Folding the letter and sealing it with a ribbon I send it off to be delivered , bumping into Daemon who happens to be sending off a letter as well he cocks his brow at the letter in my hand.

"For the One- I mean your Green friend?" He corrected himself the moment he saw her anger flared nostrils.

Not missing his sly remark, she lets her anger go
"I suppose it is." dropping the letter off after telling the man where it should be sent to Aenyra turns to quickly leave.

"Little Dragon" Daemon hollers at her as he catches up to her down the hall. " tomorrow morning before the sun rises meet me by the shore, don't be late!" He tells her sternly before walking off in the opposite direction leaving her bewildered.

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Doing as she was told Aenyra woke  but on putting on her black dress and blue sapphire necklace to had always  been her go to with any dress she wears. They were her favorite because they looked like Aemond's eyes, and every time
She wore them she would always think of him.

Slowly making her way to the beach her eyes  open wide in shock as her feet stay rooted to the sand.

"Your late" Daemons voice rings in her ears "No I'm actually not" Aenyra tells him as she points to the sun that just then rose above the oceans waters.

"Pff" he scoffs looking to the sun then back to her. Throwing a sword to her feet, Aenyra looks at him confused. "You want to fight?"

"No, I want to train you, it was brought to my attention Laenor was training you.. the weapon you chose was a spear, correct?"

Knitting her brow, she looks down at the sword in confusion again.
"You just said spear, why throw me a sword?"

"You will train and master every weapon."
Daemon tells her casually as he leans his weight to the other side relaxing both his hands to the hilt of his sword.

Gulping slightly she picks up the heavy sword looking at it, it's the same one she used to practice with Laenor. Looking down to her blue dress she realized she wasn't in her training leathers "you expect me to train in a dress, you should've told me what to wear."

"Hm, it'll make it more difficult for you! overtime you will be able to perfect everything even in a dress."
"Now... little Dragon let's get started"

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Aemond

It's been 8 months since the incident on Driftmark, and one month since I've last spoken to or seen Aenyra. Why doesn't she write me back? I've probably sent dozens of letters weekly but not once has she responded.
Mother refuses for me to properly ride Vhagar since my eye is still healing.  Maester Orwyle handed me a book called 'Symeon star eyes' who was blind in both eye's but put jewels in place of them, it gave me the idea to do the same.
I asked Maester Orwyle to open my stitch and replace it with a sapphire,  for they were always Aenyra's favorite jewels. Every morning I wake up and look into the mirror at myself and she is always the first thing I think of.

Why hasn't she written me?

Was it the kiss?

Is i-it because of my face?