Why Did Aemond Burn Aegon Novels & Stories

"I was part of a special unit. We were... we were tasked with monitoring certain threats—natural disasters, potential wars, that kind of thing. But then we started hearing rumors. Whispers about something bigger. Something we couldn’t control." He paused, his jaw clenching. "We were told to keep it quiet. Not to panic the public. That there were plans in place to handle it. But those plans... they were too late. By the time we realized how bad it was going to get, it was already happening. The fires, the destruction... The Burning wasn’t an accident, Maya. It was inevitable." I felt like the floor had just dropped out from under me. My mind reeled, trying to make sense of what he was saying.

My legs carried me forward, yet my mind was drowning in the images of burning homes, of Daemon chained and weak, of Callister and Isolde tied like prisoners. When we reached a quieter road, I slowed down. Ezra tugged at my hand, urging me to keep going, but I stopped. My chest beating fast. My heart wasn’t racing from fear anymore. It was something else. “All this death…” I whispered, staring at the smoke that covered the sky. “All this blood… and it’s because of me.” Ezra turned sharply. “Don’t say that. This is Rhaegal’s madness, not yours.” But I shook my head. “No. It is me. He wants me. All of this, our people dying, our homes burning it’s because of me.”

I look up at him. The fire. In the books, it said that after the massacre of the Amadeus Pack, a fire ignited in the heart of the territory, believed to have been ignited by the gods. That it burned for three days and three nights, cremating the remains of the pack. He turns to face Eleanor more fully, his voice low. “Did you set it?” Eleanor doesn’t answer at first. Her eyes lower. Her expression grows somber. Then she looks up and meets his eyes.

I asked, rolling my eyes. “I'm sorry, your grace!” He fell on one knee with a bow. “I was just excited I wasn't wrong. I have been thinking too, how you'd react if eventually you made your findings and everything was a lie. That will be treason, your grace,” Aemond explained subtly. “You may rise,” I gestured. “How then did you get the burn?” Aemond continued.

“But once the Assembly rules, it’s final. Even the Grand king cannot overturn it alone.” Her lips press into a thin line. “They burned Astrea in the center of the capital. In broad daylight. Turned her into ashes while the people cheered, believing they were saving their world.” A tear slides down my cheek before I can stop it. “That day,” Pandora says softly, “Raegon lost control in a way he never had before.” Her voice drops. “He unleashed dragon fire on his own city. Killed some of his own people in his rage.” That part comes to me as a shock and my heartbeat pauses momentarily.

“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?

“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?

“Are you crazy? I’m the president of the Fuller Group! Whatever that woman paid you, I’ll pay double!” The guards merely snorted and ignored him. Seeing him in that sorry state, I crouched down so that we were eye to eye. “Why? “Why are you doing this to me?” I never understood. He was the one who begged to marry me, yet he was also the one who betrayed me. “I helped you when you were at your lowest. I never wronged you. So how dare you treat me like this?!” Matthew lifted his gaze. All I saw in his eyes was hatred.

The icy touch made him flinch as if burned. So he changed to gripping both my shoulders, refusing to let me go. He didn't know that my strength was already far beyond his. I simply didn't want to struggle with him. “Look at me,” he said seriously. “I know now, Elira. I know everything.” “You ran into the fire to save me.” “But I saved Cersei first. This is all my fault.” “Cersei was cursed by the flames. Half her body has already rotted.” “Her mother locked her in the basement, and every day she screams for her mother to kill her.”

“He’s feeding our enemies.” I nod, voice low. “And he’s doing it under my family’s name.” Something shifts in his expression, probably pity, maybe, or understanding. But it’s gone before I can place it. “We burn this place,” he says finally. “Every piece of it.” I don’t argue. Together, we light the fires using oil and gunpowder turning the sky black. The flames rise high, licking the night, devouring the last of Kael’s empire piece by piece.