Alyssa Targaryen cherished chaos, its presence a comforting reminder that she was alive and breathing. But when dragons danced and fire erupted, her chaos was no longer her own. As the last of control slipped through her fingers, a hand came in its place - cold, possessive and unforgiving, and it belonged to Aemond Targaryen. Or: She will save her dragon, even if it means falling into the trap of a merciless man. hotd. aemond targaryen x targaryen!oc posted on ao3.