#v;; thegameofthrones

[realmofthedragon]

Aemond was pulled towards her, she was the splitting imagine of his wife, the women he loved and the women he killed. He knew this couldn't be her after all, she was dead but so was he? but he felt very much alive.

He didn't reach out, just stood watching her as she spoke his name. It almost made him freeze, the way she said his name was exactly how she said it the last time he heard her voice.

"The Gods work in mysterious ways. I know you are not her and yet you are. You share a face and a name." He said finally moving closer to her and stopping in front of her. "I do not know how but the Gods have fated us to reunite."

The last thing Aemond remembered was falling to his death, Dark sister lodge in his one good eye and then nothing.

The next thing he remembered was being in a tent, he didn't recognise it and he looked around, his one good eye, one that he should be blind in but he somehow has vision.

He wasn't sure where he was, it defiantly wasn't westeros, not their culture, so he didn't know why he was there. It wasn't until he turned around that he saw her, his wife and he knew this had to be a dream.

"Dany..." His whispered out moving towards her, the sapphire in his eye sockets sparkling as it captured the light but as soon as she said another's name he knew this wasn't his Daenerys.