House of the Dragon oneshots

By entitled-fangirl

"Up so late?"The sudden sound of his voice made her jump and drop her book. The thud of it hitting the ground made her fret less than the realization that she had now lost her place in it. She turned around to Aemond, who leaned against the doorway with a slight hint of a grin. She sighed and bent down, picking up the book and brushing the dust from it before answering, "I couldn't sleep."He tilted his head and hummed, pushing himself off the door and taking slow steps into the library. 

She tucked a piece of hair away from her face as she tried to calm down her still stirring heart, "And... why are you awake, my love?"He blinked, "Do you truly believe I'd be able to rest when your side of the bed is cold?""You were sleeping quite well when I left.""Was. I was when you were within my arms."She couldn't help the light chuckle, "I had to quite literally untangle myself from you."His eye studied her as he neared her. "And what are you reading?"She rattled on as if ashamed, "I was just starting it but I'm not sure I'll finish it maybe I'll put it away now and-"He snatched it from her hand. "Aemond!" She reprimanded.His fingers traced over the cover, a blank book on the front and back.His nimble but gruff hands open the book and she watches with red cheeks. 

"You're studying Maegor the Cruel?" He asked quietly.She chewed on her lip."How long have you been reading this?" He asked with a head tilt."Two... Three days...""No wonder you can't sleep," he sighs as he snaps the book shut. "You're done with this shit.""No, Aemond. Just let me-"He begins to walk past her, nearing one of the various shelves with a focused eye. "No. I'll pick something nicer for you. There's no reason for you to be reading this.""It's your history, Aemond. I want to learn about your family.""And just knowing you know his name is almost too much for me. Believe me." He paces one of the shelves, as if scanning for something particular as he mutters almost to himself, "To think of you and him in the same sentence? Gods. Makes me want to cut out my other eye.""Hmm? Did you say something?" 

She asked as she moved to him. "What?" He turned. "Ah. No. I didn't." He scanned the shelf one last time before finding it. "Ah ha." He pulled down a worn looking book with a smirk, as if greeting an old friend. "This one will do."She took it from him curiously, opening it to the first page. "The history of Vhagar?" She looked to him with wide eyes, "Such a book exists?""One of the oldest dragons in the world. Of course there's a book."She smiles, "Thank you. I... I'll read it now.""Aye, you will." He grabs her hand and pulls her to the sitting area of the library, practically shoving her onto the sofa. "Aemond, wha-""Shh. Read to me." He lay on the sofa, twisting himself to lie down and laying his head in her lap.She looked down at him with a smile, "Read to you? You act as if you've read this before, though?""Oh, I have." He mused as his eyes closed, "seven times.""I couldn't possibly read this to you th-""-Just read the pages, love." He says with a more raised voice.She laughed, 

"Fine. Fine, I will."There together, Aemond got his sleep due to her proximity, and she was able to read to her heart's content.And what better reading material to learn about her husband than his dragon herself?