Amora Targaryen, daughter of the fallen Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, the first of her name, and heir to Dragon Stone had dreamt of a life beyond the walls of Kings Landing, beyond Dragon Stone. Dreams covered in fire and ash, with a path to freedom. But even freedom comes with a price and that price was a prince shackled to her legs. .... "As father and king of this kingdom, it is my responsibility to ensure your future." Viserys expresses, watching his niece pace back and forth. "How can you ask me of this uncle? I have expressed many times that I do not want a marriage." Amora states fiercely Viserys sighs deeply, slowly he approaches her, taking her hands into his. "I just don't want to see you alone my sweet girl. Please, for my sake and that boy's sake-because only seven know when that irritating boy will settle down.-marry Aegon, mother some children, and retire to a land of your choosing. This is what your father would have wanted." Viserys says Amora looks over Visery's shoulder, her gaze landing on a painting, her father staring down at her. "And if it isn't Aegon who I wanted?" Amora asks .... Aemond Love Story .... Warning: Smut, violence, and gore