Revenge - Aemond Targaryen x OC
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Amyra is a witch living between Flea Bottom and the Street of Silk. She is, among other things, a healer, a soldier, an excellent dancer, an even better lover, and, through an unlikely turn of events, a recent employee of one Queen Alicent Hightower. Many might call Amyra "impulsive," but those who know her know she always has a plan, and she always exploits an opportunity.
Prince Aemond Targaryen is no different.
OR
The Dance of Dragons if Aemond loved something other than revenge.
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