Aegon X Aemond Novels & Stories

Seeing a trained assassin be into gardening honestly wouldn't be the weirdest thing I had seen. Ace let out a breathy chuckle, a tendril of brown and blond hair curling over his forehead in the process, "Not exactly." I pouted my lower lip, distracted by Ace's hair for a short moment. It had to be soft but I wanted to make sure by threading my fingers through it — I wanted to pet the lion without him hopefully seeing me as his next meal. "Then what's the monkshood for?" I forced my mind to get back on track.

Everywhere I turned I was compared to her from his family, to the press and even the public. I stood up when Aemond Alistar walked down the stairs, looking as majestic as ever. He was almost like the exact image of Axel, just like he was the older version. He had streaks of gray hair scattered all over his black hair, his eyes were the exact blue color with Axel. They were the same people but the older version. He was a very powerful old man, even as he grew older, he still carried that grit and he was well respected. He walked with so much aura oozing out of him.

Regis Filia Gazmin immediately knelt down and bowed. "Good!" he said. He stood up, and he supported the regis filia to stand. "Take it." And he reached the Eoburos Kingdom Ancient Jade." "Thank you for trusting me, Emperor Aegaeus. I promise not to let you down." "Benige facis, Emperor Aegaeus!" Governor Gedda's statement. The next day Empaler Aegaeus left first, and General Dour was with him. IMMORTAL WORLD - NUNNEAPIA NATION - OTTONEM KINGDOM

Chapter 56 "Book me a flight to the Philippines. I'm going back to Boracay," Aemon quickly said as soon as his men delivered him some good news. He even turned off his computer that fast. "No, Aemon." Leonora said and blocked him in front of his table. He stopped and eyed him with his eyebrows crossed.

“Against my wish.” “You see what I'm saying, don't you?” Her hands touched my shoulders. “Aegon did all he did because he doesn't want you next to Kairel, or you to him. He's my brother and I know what he's capable of doing. I don't expect you to believe me but this is the truth.” “I believe you, Lady Wendeline.” How could I not believe it?

Aegon nodded. “Then we don’t have much time.” Vemon's pov The throne room was covered in a thick, uneasy silence, the weight of recent events pressing down on me. My hands gripped the armrests of my chair as my eyes flicked between Kane and Aegon, their tense postures mirroring the storm raging inside me. I had always known that Aegon had his father's pride and stubbornness, but seeing the reckless accusations he had thrown at Ingrid left me unsure of my emotions.

He knelt beside the dead man, wiped the blood off his blade, and then turned his gaze back to me. “I apologize for that,” he said, his voice smooth but dangerous, like silk wrapped around steel. “No true man should ever raise his hand to a woman. Especially not one carrying life.” I stared at him, my breath coming in uneven gasps. “Who…who are you?” He smiled faintly. It wasn’t warm, it was the kind of smile predators wear when they’ve already caught their prey. “My name,” he said, his voice slow, deliberate, “is Aemond. Aemond Blackfyre.”

He blinked and his eyes showered his cheeks. " Give me water, " Ace head snaps towards the voice, Asher stands beside the fridge that he can't reach. He looks towards where Oren was standing. Where did he go? " Why are you crying?" Asher asks and looks at Ace, who was trying to wipe all of his tears. " onions, " Ace says and Asher shrugs and points at the fridge. " I want water, " He says again. Ace gets the bottle out of the fridge and pour a glass for him.

“He’s just trying to help. Besides, I never said I trusted him, I was just saying that he wants to help out and so do I. So if I can work with him.to get rid of a common enemy, why not?.” I didn't care about anything else. “Make sure you don't regret this because if you do, there will be consequences to bear. Aemond is now a newcomer. He knows very well what he's doing. He didn't amass all this wealth and power by being nice and generous. The boy is not wrong for keeping a close eye on his father. He is the one who would know him best. After all, like father, like son.” Who the hell was this?

Ezecarl smiled, proud like a father, as he tapped her head. She was nicknamed A because she never failed. Every experiment made on her was successful. A, because of her name Ameira. A is also significant since she is the most influential. For a child, the very first letter is always in the lead. P R E S E N T T I M E "So did you come back here just to let me know about it or is there some other reason?" Ameira came back to reality when the old man spoke. The old man really knew her but the director only knew a part of her personality.