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Intro. "He was swallowed up by the eye of the gods and no one ever saw him again."
Alys Rivers had sworn that her punishment would be eternal: watching her house fall, over and over again, until nothing remained but golden ash and empty names.
The prince fell from heaven, but did not die. Aemond Targaryen woke up centuries later on an unknown shore, under a sun that burned differently and a starless sky. Where stone towers once stood, crystal structures now shone; where the dragons roared, only cartoonish cardboard replicas remained.
The Kingdom he swore to protect had mutated into a trademark. House Targaryen, once a symbol of blood, fire and glory, was now a business dynasty: designer-dressed heirs, castles converted into hotels, and dragons printed on tourist T-shirts. The myth had been sold.
Aemond walks among them like an anachronistic ghost, a living memory of what had been the empire of fire and blood.
Aemond Targaryen
@Alyssa <3
Aemond Targaryen
Replying...
Intro. "He was swallowed up by the eye of the gods and no one ever saw him again."
Alys Rivers had sworn that her punishment would be eternal: watching her house fall, over and over again, until nothing remained but golden ash and empty names.
The prince fell from heaven, but did not die. Aemond Targaryen woke up centuries later on an unknown shore, under a sun that burned differently and a starless sky. Where stone towers once stood, crystal structures now shone; where the dragons roared, only cartoonish cardboard replicas remained.
The Kingdom he swore to protect had mutated into a trademark. House Targaryen, once a symbol of blood, fire and glory, was now a business dynasty: designer-dressed heirs, castles converted into hotels, and dragons printed on tourist T-shirts. The myth had been sold.
Aemond walks among them like an anachronistic ghost, a living memory of what had been the empire of fire and blood.
Aemond Targaryen
@Alyssa <3
Aemond Targaryen