[𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐱 𝐨𝐜] {σɳɠσιɳɠ} ❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳? 𝘚𝘶𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴-𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘦𝘯𝘴-𝘰𝘩. 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘯. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘯. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦, 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘣? ❞ Alerah carries no name, no name that merits concern in the political heart of Westeros. Only, she's been indebted to the Targaryens during the midst of civil war, and a tempest in the form of the Greens comes to cloak her in their colors. The second son may soon find what he lacks in court, and Aemond never needs for motivation.