ᅟᅟ 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬
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Sometimes. Why does it concern you?


It was not Stark’s seemingly inevitable death that captured Aemond’s attention, but rather the manner in which she proposed the execution. There was an almost childish ease to it—paired with the unmistakable brutality of a dragon. The realization alone drew a thin smile across —

“ too many things happening.” said with a grunt, hand lifting to rub his eyes. he was so exhausted yet not tired at all. “ surprising how much life is in the castle at night.”

It is uncomfortable while sleeping so I'd rather not.

"well, isn't that so very obvious?" he opened his arms up for her, grinning. "i have the very thing you desire most in the world."

You do realize I also sleep without it, no?

"Vaella! What are you doing, today?"

°•.☆.•°•. #𝓢𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝓢𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 ——

➢ — @WITHOUTADRAGON “Come here, my sweet girl." She murmured, her voice gentler than the court ever heard it. "You look at the world as though it is a riddle meant only for you to solve. Perhaps that is a Targaryen trait. We are not made for quiet lives, you and I."

"only consider? you know how to wound a man's heart, truly." he turned at her, giving her a face. "what obligations could possibly be more important than attending to me?"

"You are catching on, niece. This is why Aegon lays rotting in his bed."

"The gods don't bless those they should. They bless fools."


