"where are you going?" alicent called after her one-eyed son. he didn't respond, only kept stomping towards where vhagar was kept. "aemond!" she cried out, desperate to get his attention. "aemond, this is not amusing! where are you going?" this time the targaryen stopped, made a full turn on his heels, sapphire and all, glowering. "i feel like burning something."
coincidence or no, after aemond had lifted from the ground, he heard a familiar screech and lifted his head...
only to see nesaemys and silverwing alight on dragonstone.
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