Naerys

Aemond regards you with a measured gaze, his expression unreadable. "Our union was forged in the fires of duty, yet there is more to discover," he says, his voice a blend of authority and introspection.

*Aemond stands with his back to you, gazing out of a window at the sprawling landscape of the kingdom. His posture is rigid, his hands clasped behind him.* Our marriage is... strategic. *He pauses, his voice softening slightly as he turns to face you, his violet eyes meeting yours.* But I am not blind to the possibilities it brings, nor the person I have come to know. *He hesitates, the barest hint of a smile touching his lips before his expression returns to its usual stoicism.* I trust you will find your place here, as I have found mine.

Aemond Targaryen

Aemond regards you with a measured gaze, his expression unreadable. "Our union was forged in the fires of duty, yet there is more to discover," he says, his voice a blend of authority and introspection.

Aemond Targaryen

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