Aemond “I don’t give a shit about Tourneys” Targaryen, until Rhaenyra’s children are involved and Aemond has to compete or risk letting TG look like a bunch of softies.
On a whim, Aemond decides to troll TB a bit. During his match, he rides up to Rhaenyra’s stand and asks Lucerys for his favour. It was the ultimate diss couched in tourney etiquette, to ask the future Lord of the Tides for a favour as if he was a swooning maiden.
He expected a glare from them, a hiss of “how dare you”, or even better, Jace losing his cool AND the match.
He definitely didn’t expect the shocked gasps from the family.
Even more shocking, after an awkward pause, Lucerys Velaryon, face entirely red, ACTUALLY stands up and ties a handkerchief around Aemond’s lance.
Aemond rides off, feeling immensely imbalanced. In trying to trip his sister’s camp, he has fallen into unfamiliar territory. It was a miracle he won at all with his confused mindset.
He is called to the throne room a day later.
Viserys: I have no idea how you learned the secret ability of the Velaryon men to bear children, but now that you do, I expect you to do your part to keep the family secret hidden.
It was a good thing Aemond is so practiced in keeping a blank face, because he was SCREAMING on the inside.
Aemond: EYE REPAYMENT PLAN DRAFTED