Enemies to Lovers. 𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗬𝗘𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ...and she wondered, did they go from lovers to enemies or from enemies to lovers?
"𝗜𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗸 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹."
Qu...
At first she heard the iron slamming, the clash of swords against each other, before she saw Aemond who elegantly dodged Criston Cole's punches. His movements were effortless and graceful. Ser Criston's steps, on the other hand, seemed almost hectic and clumsy compared to his.
A memory flashed into her head, young Aemond, who had never been interested in martial arts, appeared. She had to admit, she was impressed with his development.
She could remember how her brothers and he had been taught together with Aegon by Ser Criston and Ser Harwin before it all went down the drain.
It wasn't the first time she'd seen Aemond fight. The only difference this time was that she could remember the boy hitting the straw doll on the battlefield, unmotivated and frustrated, not knowing what skills he would one day develop.
She wondered what Aemond was up to, letting her come to the training ground. Would he kill her after all? Had he changed his mind? She could no longer assess the man she had once loved. Aemond was suddenly like a different man. He looked like Aemond, smelled like Aemond, tasted like Aemond, but the look in his eye had changed. He had changed. She wasn't surprised, but it still hurt her.
She realized that she had not only lost a brother, a friend, a child and a dragon. Aemond was probably the most agonizing loss of all, because although she would never see the others again, she knew that they had loved her. She was no longer sure about Aemond.
Aemond made a deft move and Ser Criston lost his sword. It landed just a few steps away from Aemma.
"Brilliant performance as always, my Prince," Ser Criston said, bowing. Aemma rolled her eyes. He hadn't forgotten how to suck up after all these years.
