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The Tide Stole My Wings, The Serpent Kept What Remained. by Neliel135
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV)
14 Jun 2026
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Summary
“Do you hate me?”
A pause.
“No.”
Another breath.
“Do you love me?”
“…No.”
Vaelar chuckled faintly, and kissed him again. Just once. Light and reverent on the mouth.
Then he tucked the boy against his chest, pulling him close, and whispered words like a benediction, like a vow carved in gold.
“Sweet dreams… my darling Luke.”
And in the moonlight, the King of Myr closed his eyes. While the dead prince slept beside him.
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Four years after the Dance of the Dragons, Aemond Targaryen serves as a silent Queensguard, haunted by the boy he killed—unaware that Lucerys Velaryon lives, and has a foreign king wrapped around his finger.