How Does Aemond Die In The Books の小説・ストーリー

"When they taught you how to kill, you didn't think they were filthy." I wanted to yell or break, but instead, my voice sounded low and almost pained. “Then Belle will be covered in these nasty hands.” I gaze at his emotionless eyes, "Not if I kill you first." "You believe you can murder me? It's lovely coming from you.” "You believe I cannot?" “Only if you're willing to fall with me. You know me, Princess; I balance my giving and taking.” "So do I." "Really? How so?" "You think I'm unaware that you're currently engaged in a game?"

“The Hollow Throne does not grant power. It takes.” The air tore. The creature recoiled, shrieking, its form flickering. But it did not fall. Then Vame stepped forward. They raised a single hand, and the Hollowed One hesitated. Vame’s voice was a whisper, yet it rang through the chamber like a death knell. “I was the first. I was devoured.” They reached toward the Hollow Crown. The creature screamed. A pulse of raw energy exploded outward. The force knocked Rael backward, the book burning against his hands. The last thing he saw before darkness swallowed the chamber was Vame’s fingers grazing the Hollow Crown and the world shattering around them.

His eyes rolled back, and he slumped forward into her arms. She held him, the prince’s dead weight against her, in the cold, dark mouth of the mountain. The wind from the exit whistled around them. She looked from his pale, blood-streaked face to the dead saboteur outside, to the distant, smoking scar of the chasm.

His shaky voice conveyed just how shocking it was to see this man. “No you definitely died!” Duke Essandor screamed in grief. “I watched you die in my arms. I mourned you for years!” he screamed mournfully. Anyone watching could tell that he shared a rich history with the man. The wielders on the walls began murmuring amongst themselves. “Is that really General Thoth?” “The only general our empire has ever had?” “But I thought he died” “Yes. I heard that he died in battle after a few nobles defected and caught him by surprise. He was returning from defending the empire when they attacked. They ambushed him with thousands of wielders”

So Moriah went back to his history. The maiden lay athwart the warrior, her arms widespread as if to embrace him. The mother seemed almost to shudder as the flames came licking up her face. A longsword had been thrust through her heart, and its leather grip was alive with flame. The father was on the bottom, the first to fall. Moriah watched the hand of the stranger writhe and curl as the fingers blackened and fell away one by one, reduced to so much glowing charcoal. Nearby, Lord Beltinar coughed fitfully and covered his wrinkled face with a square of linen embroidered in red crabs. The myrmen swapped jokes as they enjoyed the warmth of the fire, but young Lord Bar Emmon had turned a splotc

Ambrose also went completely still. "I wanted children with him," The Lady admitted, her face solemn. "I wanted a child so badly - but I am barren. And to him, for a mate - that was unforgivable." "I'm sorry." Sephora murmured, wishing there was some way to comfort her. But Lady Valda just shook her head, "He got what he deserved in the end." Ambrose rejoined the conversation, "How did Eamon die?" "We were fighting from the skies, when Eamon confronted Vince. I was almost to him when a spear of darkness went right through his chest - I never reached him in time..." The Lady's voice quieted, her dark brown hair falling over her pale face. "He died in my arms."

With a hand behind his neck, I lifted him to my chest, blood seeping through the hole in his chest. My arms tightened around him, rocking slightly as if it would undo what had just happened. But it was late. Leo was dead. He gave his life to protect me. Aemond killed him! I yelled at the top of my voice till my chest hurt. A slow clap echoed behind me. I turned—Aemond stood there, watching like it was a stage play. “Oh! I'm touched,” he mocked me, dabbing his eyes with a piece of fabric he pulled from his pocket.

I couldn’t breath, I could feel his pain, it was so intense… How had he kept all of this inside? "For looking at her with evil thoughts in your mind." He hissed, before burning the eyes in his hands. His heart was thundering, his aura swirling around him to the extent that rain was not even touching him. "Theon…" Deliana gave me a nod as I walked toward Theon. He had pulled his guts out. The only thing left in his body was his heart. He had tried to prolong his death… But now, as Theon kept attacking Theoden, his life was fading.