Aemond’s death above the Gods Eye unfolds in a flash and his entire life rushing before his eye, but more than that, he witnesses everything that led him to that moment. Most painfully, he sees his mother’s betrayal and how easily she handed over his and his brothers’ lives, caring only to protect herself, her daughter, and her granddaughter. It hits him like a blow to the chest. He realizes he’s destroyed himself for nothing. Once, he wasn’t violent or fierce; he was more of a scholar, a maester type. Yet, under his mother’s influence, he became a weapon, an untouchable sword, bendable only to her will, only to their family. And in the end, she abandoned him, after poisoning his heart, his mind, and his siblings’ with her lies, falsehoods, and uncertain will. As he bitterly slips away, he somehow wakes up six months before Driftmark, like he has been offered a second chance to rewrite his story.

This time, he’s determined not to fall into the old trap of alliances, betrayals, and power struggles. Instead, Aemond isolates himself, secretly hoards wealth, you know, coins, gems, anything he might need, and begins planning his escape from Westeros. His sole aim? To claim Vhagar and leave behind the chaos of the court, the treachery, and the infighting of House Targaryen. He dreams of crossing the Narrow Sea to Essos, to start anew.

He asks his father for larger allowances, which he receives easily, without questions as to why he would need larger allowances nor anything of that sort of, because the king doesn’t care much about him or any of his children from his second marriage; he just wants Aemond out of sight.

When Laena passes away and they head to Driftmark, Aemond confides his plan to Aegon. At first, Aegon is skeptical, but during Laena’s funeral, they slip away unnoticed. Aemond reclaims Vhagar, and in that moment, his soul feels whole again. When he takes to the skies, the feeling is pure, the feeling is right. And knowing Aegon is following him on Sunfyre makes it even better. During their journey to find Daeron and Tessarion in Oldtown, something shifts between them. They stop seeing each other as rivals for their mother’s affection, no longer enemies but brothers in the truest sense. Freed from expectations and the weight of rivalry, they begin to see each other differently, in a warm and comforting light, rather than a scorching and uncomfortable one.

Once they reach Oldtown, they head straight to Daeron, ignoring their relatives’ protests and the orders from the court. They don’t care about the royal mess or the notices calling them back. They share their plan with Daeron and invite him to join them. The three of them, dragonriders all, take off into the disputed lands of Essos—wild, chaotic, full of opportunity. Aemond shares another dream of his: founding a city called Dragonhold, a beacon of rebellion, hope, and resilience.

So, nine years later, Dragonhold is thinew city in Essos, a symbol of new beginnings. Aemond, Aegon, and Daeron are ruling together, but it’s not just them. Their council is made up of all kinds of people, from merchants, to former slaves, to smallfolk, to artisans, to scholars, to traders, to really anyone from different walks of life. They all have a voice, and everyone’s ideas matter. The city’s buzzing with art, trade, and new ideas, and their dragons are like protectors over it all. It’s this incredible place built on brotherhood and resilience, a real rebellion turned into something beautiful, where people are actually living, not just surviving.

And perhaps the coolest part? Their dragons are thriving. Tessarion and Sunfyre paired up, producing two clutch of dragon eggs—three hatchlings hatched from the first, and two from the second—and Vhagar also layed a clutch of two eggs, which both hatched. Now, House Dragonborn boasts ten dragons, true symbols of their new beginning, of their new lives.

But what’s most incredible isn’t just the dragons or the city, it’s the brotherhood. These brothers no longer care about the chaos of Westeros. They've heard about the fighting, the riots, but to them, it’s just noise. Their real family, each other, is all that matters. Together, they’re building something better. Along the way, they meet amazing people, forge a found family with people like them, and focus on truly living, not just surviving or enduring, but embracing life itself.