BASED ON HOUSE OF THE DRAGON ON HBO
& FIRE AND BLOOD BY GEORGE R.R. MARTIN.
" You're like an addiction;
all I can ever think about is you.
You're on my mind every waking
moment, and I'd do anything
to resist your temptation. "
" We are bound by m...
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chapter twenty-one !
deeper than blood
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ALAYNE, 134 AC
The tourney seemed to go on for eternity. Alayne sat in her seat dutifully, her fingers constantly twisting her ring. Her body was stiff, always ready to react whenever her betrothed shifted in the seat next to her.
Aemond was always moving in some shape or form. Whether it was tapping his foot against the wooden floor or turning his head to observe his surroundings, he was always on alert. But mostly, it was his hands or fingers. They would grip the armrest of his chair, or lighting rapping his fingertips to an unheard tune.
Either way, it was terribly distracting.
As a Lannister knight was escorted from the field and to the medical tent, leaving a trail of scarlet blood to match his House colors, Alayne's eyes were drawn to the last pair of knights to take the field before Aemond would join the lists.
