[ he still has daemon's scent when returns to lae's comforts, approaches her with scored lines on his back still heating his skin. his dear wife, his woman β aemond sits by her, respectful in keeping their spaces, and holds out a hand to her.
he's wiped the blood from his mouth, but not from the rest of him. ]
Wife, [ he greets her fondly, intent on kissing her knuckles if she offers a hand. ] I come with a confession.
encounter. ( backdated to after the breeding. )
he's wiped the blood from his mouth, but not from the rest of him. ]
Wife, [ he greets her fondly, intent on kissing her knuckles if she offers a hand. ] I come with a confession.