“ reluctance , do you fucking 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 yourself . ” he snapped , all teeth . a thin , sheer layer hiding what was almost a mountain of disappointment . what else had he expected from aemond .
“ after all these years , you know nothing of me . PUT me DOWN you IDIOT . ”
it had always been a losing game . . that only irritated him further . practically smoking by the time the taller had him in his fist .
“ fear the men I CHOSE , brother ? ” the light held aemond in a very god-like glow , and he attempted to thrash in his grip to no avail .
with a swing of his arm , he grabbed hold of him at last , fist firm around the fabric of his tunic , bunched behind the nape of his neck .
“ do you fear your own council , aegon ? ”