A Chance for Love - Aemond Targaryen x Reader

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Despite his reputation as a cold and ruthless warrior, Aemond Targaryen had always secretly longed for someone to share his life with. He knew that he was not an easy man to love, but he couldn't help feeling a twinge of jealousy whenever he saw other couples in love.

One day, Aemond was out riding Vhagar when he stumbled upon a young woman who had been injured in a fall. Aemond dismounted from his dragon and rushed to her side, checking her over for injuries. He was surprised to find that he was drawn to her, despite her disheveled appearance and the dirt smudged on her face.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice gruff.

The woman looked up at him with wide, brown eyes. "I think so," she said, wincing as she tried to sit up. "Thank you for helping me."

Aemond could feel his heart beating faster as he gazed into her eyes. "I should take you back to King's Landing," he said. "You need medical attention."

The woman nodded, and Aemond lifted her up onto Vhagar's back. As they flew back to the city, Aemond couldn't help but steal glances at her, admiring the way the wind whipped through her hair and the gentle curve of her jawline.

When they arrived at the city gates, Aemond led the woman to a healer and watched as she was tended to. He stayed by her side throughout the night, refusing to leave until he was certain that she was well.

As the days turned into weeks, Aemond found himself drawn to the woman more and more. He began to see her not as a helpless victim but as a strong and capable woman who could stand by his side as an equal.

One evening, as they sat together in the gardens of the Red Keep, Aemond tentatively reached out and took the woman's hand. "I know that I'm not an easy man to love," he said, his voice low. "But I would like to try. Will you give me a chance?"

The woman smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I'd like that," she said, leaning in to kiss him.

Forbidden Love - Aemond Targaryen x Reader

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Aemond Targaryen had always known that he was destined for greatness. As a scion of House Targaryen, he had been raised to believe that he was born to rule, and he had the skills to back it up. He was a fearsome dragon rider, a skilled warrior, and a cunning strategist.

But despite his many accomplishments, Aemond had always felt like something was missing. He had never found anyone who truly understood him or his ambitions, and he often felt like he was alone in the world.

That all changed when he met Lyra.

Lyra was a commoner, a simple girl from the outskirts of King's Landing. But there was something about her that drew Aemond to her. She was kind and compassionate, with a wisdom that belied her youth. And she seemed to see something in Aemond that no one else ever had.

At first, Aemond was skeptical. He had never been one for romantic entanglements, and he was wary of anyone who might try to use him for his power or influence. But as he spent more time with Lyra, he found himself opening up to her in ways he never had with anyone else.

They would go on long rides through the countryside, stopping to explore abandoned castles and forgotten ruins. They would talk for hours about their dreams and their fears, and Aemond would find himself laughing more than he ever had before.

But even as their relationship deepened, Aemond knew that it could never last. He was a prince, and Lyra was a commoner. Their love was forbidden, and they could never be together openly.

The thought of losing Lyra tore at Aemond's heart. He knew that he could never marry her or have children with her, but he couldn't bear the thought of losing her completely.

One day, as they were sitting by a stream, Aemond took Lyra's hand and looked into her eyes. "I love you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I know that we can never be together. I can't offer you a life of luxury or security. All I can offer you is my heart."

Lyra smiled sadly. "I know," she said. "But that's all I need."

And with that, they shared a bittersweet kiss, knowing that their time together was limited but cherishing every moment they had. Aemond knew that he would never forget Lyra, and that she would always hold a special place in his heart, no matter where his destiny might take him.

Hope  - Aemond Targaryen x Reader

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‼️Warning‼️: !Miscarriage! Please be aware that this fic may contain sensitive content.

Aemond and y/n were overjoyed when they found out that they were expecting their first child. They spent months preparing for the baby's arrival, decorating the nursery and discussing names.

But one night, y/n woke up with a sharp pain in her abdomen. Aemond rushed her to the maester, and they discovered that she was experiencing a miscarriage.

y/n was devastated. She had already imagined a future with their child, and the thought of never getting to meet them was unbearable. Aemond was equally heartbroken, but he tried to stay strong for y/n.

In the days that followed, y/n withdrew from the world. She spent most of her time in their chamber, crying and refusing to eat. Aemond tried to comfort her, but he felt helpless in the face of her grief.

As time passed, y/n slowly began to heal. She emerged from their chamber and resumed her duties as Lady of the Castle. Aemond was proud of her strength, but he could see that she was still hurting.

One day, as they were walking through the gardens, y/n stopped in front of a small patch of flowers. "I was going to plant these for our baby," she said, her voice trembling. "I thought they would be the perfect color for their room."

Aemond wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "We'll still plant them," he said softly. "For our baby."

y/n looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears. "Do you think we'll ever be able to have a child?" she asked.

Aemond took her hand, squeezing it gently. "I don't know," he said honestly. "But we have each other, and that's what matters. We'll get through this together."

y/n leaned her head against his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat. For the first time since they lost their child, she felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, they could find happiness again.

let me just

*dissociates and detaches from body*