aemond with green eyes, fiery red curls that falls down his back like a raging river during the summer sunrises, like he was kissed by the sun and now walks with its love wherever he goes, and freckles for days, like his past lovers loved all of him, like he was a cherished jewel. aemond who grows up knowing his cousins more than he ever did his siblings, aemond who loves learning and like spending time in the library, aemond who enjoys setting up food banks, aemond who likes visiting orphanges, aemond who makes his alpha cousins wear flower crowns during training because it amuses him and he knows they won’t say no to him, aemond who enjoys singing during masses, aemond who he is doted on and beloved by everyone at oldtown despite the fact that he doesn’t have a dragon of his own, aemond who is as deadly with a sword as he is with a quill pen, aemond who is so beloved by the people that he has been freely given the title of the “sun of the reach”, aemond who is so favored that he has been crowned the queen of love and beauty seven times in different tourneys over the years, aemond whose dragon egg went cold for years and then one day it was as hot as lava, and the next it hatched a beautiful dragon, one fitting to be by his side. aemond who has only ever known love, kindness and understanding his entire existence. aemond who his family at the red keep hardly know. aemond who is happy, without worries, and carefree. aemond who loves and laughs freely, who respects and is respected.