PERSEPHONE | aemond targaryen

Her name is cursed, she knows. She's never been destined for peace.

He cannot be trusted. His sapphire eye is poisoned with deceit. But as war spreads throughout the realm like wildfire and her mother wilts under the heavy burden of ashes, Visenya is left without a choice. They meet under silken shroud of a midnight sky, and it tastes like betrayal and salvation all at once. Traitors, she thinks. Both of them.

Or, she will cut pieces of herself and feed them to him, and his greed will never die.

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