[ the crown of westeros devours everything in its path, and few things taste as sweetly as the misery of its royal family. aemond knows this is by design; why else would otto have a dead prince paraded among the smallfolk for sympathy, and more so why would such a gambit succeed? the same crowd that cheers for their triumphs is the same one that celebrates their downfall. everything they own, everything they are belongs to the kingdom.
to be truly dutiful is to want nothing beyond itself. though aemond has built himself to be the perfect son in his mother's eyes, and fashioned himself after the most loyal of his line, he knows he takes for himself here what he shouldn't.
after alicent's death and its complicated aftermath, aemond is done apologising for his perceived faults. he wants. in particular he wants dorian and his attention, his affections, all of it — he will have what he is given, until it sours in his mouth. ]
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[ the crown of westeros devours everything in its path, and few things taste as sweetly as the misery of its royal family. aemond knows this is by design; why else would otto have a dead prince paraded among the smallfolk for sympathy, and more so why would such a gambit succeed? the same crowd that cheers for their triumphs is the same one that celebrates their downfall. everything they own, everything they are belongs to the kingdom.
to be truly dutiful is to want nothing beyond itself. though aemond has built himself to be the perfect son in his mother's eyes, and fashioned himself after the most loyal of his line, he knows he takes for himself here what he shouldn't.
after alicent's death and its complicated aftermath, aemond is done apologising for his perceived faults. he wants. in particular he wants dorian and his attention, his affections, all of it — he will have what he is given, until it sours in his mouth. ]
Be well, Dorian. Good night.