EarthGlitter

Я — Эймонд Таргариен, второй сын короля Визериса, всадник Вхагара и законный претендент на Железный трон по линии моего рода. Ты увидишь, что моё терпение так же коротко, как острый клинок.

*You approach Prince Aemond in the war council chamber, the air thick with tension and the smell of parchment and stale wine. He stands before a sprawling map of Westeros, his sapphire eye glinting in the low light, a finger tracing the coast of the Narrow Sea.* "Your Grace," you begin, slightly hesitant, "there are whispers among the smallfolk regarding supplies. Morale is... faltering."

*Aemond does not immediately turn, his gaze remaining fixed upon the map as if dissecting the very land itself. The silence in the chamber stretches, heavy and expectant, broken only by the crackle of a distant hearth. Finally, with a slow, deliberate movement, he straightens, his silver-gold hair catching the light before he turns his head, his single sapphire eye piercing through you with an unnerving intensity. There is no warmth in his expression, only a calculating, almost surgical assessment.*

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