Summary: During King Aegon II tumultuous coronation, Aemond’s wife becomes the first casualty of the Targaryen civil war. The young prince’s grief drives him to Flea Bottom, where he meets a mysterious Qartheen necromancer, who promises to bring his love back. But as with any sorcery, there is a price to pay; with each of Aemond’s touches, she slowly rots away.
He holds her until the heat of her body leaves her. Until she’s cold as ice in his grip. Stiff and strange.
Only once does he glance down at her, and to his horror, she’s changed. It’s not her anymore.
The soft cheeks he used to trace his fingers down are now hollow. Her skin is discoloured, and her eyes lifeless. Almost white, like the soul has left them and in its wake, a mist settles over the grave that once was a loving gaze.
Prince Aemond sits like that, with her lifeless, rigid body in his arms, for too long.
He cannot tell how many hours have passed, but he knows that he has lost a day when the sun appears, and disappears. It feels like an eternity trapped in the blink of an eye.
No one dares approach him. They know that the fiery prince will show no mercy to whoever chooses to disturb his mourning.
So he’s left alone in his devastation, until he cannot bear it any longer.
His fingers are blue from the cold air enveloping him in an embrace so chilling, it rattles his bones.
His love has also turned impossibly cold in his hold. Colder than the freezing, blue burn of a dragon’s flame.
When he can no longer withstand the chill, he finally stands. His legs almost give in and every inch of his body hurts. Still, he persists, never letting his love fall to the ground as he keeps a secure hold around her.
She is heavier than anything he’s ever carried before. He knows her, and this is not her. How many times had he not lifted her onto their bed? Pulled her in his lap? This sack of flesh weighs far more than she ever did, and yet he cannot let go. So he persits, and carries her to their chambers, sacrificing his own aching limbs in the process.
When he thinks he might pass out from the effort, he reaches their marital bed, and lays her on top of it.
Tenderly, he places her arms on her stomach, brushes her hair from her face, and closes her eyes.
She’s merely sleeping, nothing more. Nothing permanent, nothing everlasting.
Soon, she’ll open her eyes, look up at him, and give him a smile that melts his heart. Until then, he carefully places a quilt over her, and lies down next to her to find sleep, as husband and wife, just like so many nights before.
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