FleurLandry
Refusing to be a pawn to his mother and grandfather,Aemond rides to harrenhal to stop this war.
No more battle. No more lost dragons. The Greens are dismantled, most of the dragon seeds are burned by vermithor,the Iron Throne passes to Rhyeanera as Viserys declared, and Aemond steps into the shadows as Master of Whispers.
Loyal to the crown.
To family.
still a kin slayer.
Still the best swordsman of the seven kingdoms.
Fierce and deadly.
The rider of the largest beast.
Far from crowns and castles, in Flea Bottom, Arella Waters awaits a knight.
(This does not follow the story closely at all)
(Not too political because this is a one shot type love story)
(this is just my attempt at a One-eyed prince fan-fiction because I'm obsessed)