A dragon's love || Aemond Targaryen
Julialaufayson
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𝙰 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽'𝚂 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 ▎𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯❜
❪ A𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 T𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗒𝖾𝗇 ❫
"You told him not to forget what you said. What. Did. You. Tell. Him?" He repeated.
"That is not your concern." She responded.
"See, that is where you're wrong, Dōna mandia (Sweet sister)," he began. "Everything about you, is my concern. You, are my concern. You consume the very core of my being, and I desire nothing more than to mount Vhagar and burn King's Landing to the ground every time you grace that brown haired bastard with you smile, or your laugh. Do you know why? Because you are mine." He finished, pleased with himself when he saw her eyes darkening, and her breaths growing unsteady.
"I am not yours to claim." She whispered.
He ran his thumb over her bottom lip, relishing in its softness, then said, "My beautiful Daenys. We both know that isn't true. You can deny it, you can use our unwitting nephew to distract yourself from it, but you know that I speak the truth. The sooner you acknowledge that fact, the easier it all becomes."