Aerion targaryen x Liora Lanniester ~Gold Within the House of Ash~ Liora of House Lannister was no soft-hearted lady, nor some trembling maid waiting for a prince to wed her. She was a daughter of the Grey Lion. Beneath her heavy crimson velvets, she was bound in a corset of raw gold that bit into her ribs like a man's head upon a spike. From the staggering heights of the Casterlys' everlasting seat, she watched the sunset fade down into the sea's depths and cast stones into the abyss. The Rock was a mountain of stubborn stone that no dragon could melt, and none had. Yet there was Aerion, the prince she was bound to wed; a man the realm called cruel, and many named a monster. She saw his piercing eyes bore into her very soul and he smiled-not for any joy, but for the sake of the eternal confinement he would surely disrupt. He had found her dishevelled, buried deep within her chambers with crimson laced into her hair like jewels. His lips curled into a smirk, a thing that for once reached his eyes in dark amusement; in that moment, he saw in her the same corruption he carried in his own blood.