"Jennifer's body" but femAegond. Aegon as Jennifer, Aemond as Needy. Aegon drags Aemond against her will and without Alicent's consent to a pub where a band she likes is playing — and Aemond thinks they're awful. But an accident happens and the whole thing catches fire. Aegon decides to hitch a ride with the guys from the band even though Aemond insists it's a bad idea, but they end up fighting and splitting up.

Aemond later regrets and feels guilty for sneaking off to a party without her mother's knowledge and leaving Aegon alone with strangers without giving any sign that she is alive — not that Aegon has never done this before, you know, disappearing into thin air and reappearing days later, but the situation now was different.

When Aemond is about to call her mother, she hears a loud noise coming from upstairs, from her bedroom. When she gets there, Aegon finally shows signs of life. A weird one. She is there, but she does not seem like the same Aegon. Covered in blood and mud, completely disoriented.

Aemond immediately runs to her, asking what happened while trying to see if she is hurt, but Aegon pushes her against the wall with a superhuman strength and proceeds to sniff her hair and lick her neck like a wild beast, out of control.

Aemond stiffens, but not out of fear. Aegon's belly is visibly cut, deep cuts, Aemond doesn't even know how her sister can be alive with those wounds. There is no room to feel fear at the supernatural strength with which Aegon threw her across the room in seconds, or at the absurdity of her sister standing there with her organs almost spilling out as if it were nothing.

Inside Aemond there is only room for two things: guilt, she should never have disobeyed her mother and agreed to go to that damn pub with Aegon to see that stupid band. The guilt for having that childish fight that resulted in her leaving Aegon alone with those men.

And inside her there is also hatred. Hatred for whatever they did to Aegon, for having the temerity to hurt her sister. Aemond decides she will hunt 'em down, make 'em beg for death for what the bloody hell they did to her sister. They will pay. It's not a promise, it's their destiny.

With her mind plotting her plan for revenge, Aegon begins to lick her sister's tears — Aemond didn't even notice them flowing from her eyes and wetting her cheeks, Aegon's licks slowly becoming kisses until their lips touch and Aegon's grip tightens, her hands exploring her body in a distorted and unnatural way, the thin line between being devoured sexually or literally.

And Aemond accepts it. She accepts and will accept everything Aegon throws at her. She will be Aegon's revenge, she will be the one who will satisfy her hunger until this vortex of emotions devours her completely.