Why Did Aemond Burn Aegon Novels & Stories

He said with a small smile. “We are here gathered to talk about Aegaeon’s business proposal.” His father’s somber tone made him and Elara’s father step away from each other and take their respective places around the bonfire. He smirked inwardly when his father said, ‘business proposal.’ “Aegaeon promised to help us end our problem regarding the mining company. On how he would do it, I still don’t know. I’ll wait for him to deliver his promise.” Eon kept a passive expression on his face as he stared at his father’s face, studying his expression with the aid of the ember of the fire. He couldn’t believe what he just heard—his father just lied to his Beta and the elder of his pack!

"Yeah." "He even walked away from her, so she wasn’t hurt in his conquest of revenge. Theoden- that man who doesn’t deserve the title of father, abused that. He changed Theon, teaching him to be heartless, telling him that showing emotion and caring would make him weak. I didn’t want Theon to leave because he was stronger than our father… Theoden feared no one, but deep down I feel he feared Theon… Theon holds the special ability of our mother’s heritage. The Moon Flame." "Moon Flame?"

Her body needed to fulfill my command, something he couldn’t stop. “Make it stop! You won,” Aegon roared. I helped Carson back to his feet, trying to ignore the deep wounds on his body. He gave me a small smile before his bloodied knuckles gently caressed my cheek. “What makes you think I will stop? You deserve to be punished for your betrayal. What have we ever done to deserve this? We wanted to live in peace, and you plotted against us. You took away my pups and poisoned me. Why would I show you mercy while you showed me nothing but cruelty?”

They had followed Edmund because they were told to, but the promises of destruction had never felt like a true solution. Edmund, sensing their hesitation, became furious. “You think they’ll follow you, Lyon? You think your empty words can change them?” “Enough Edmund, I've given you a chance but since you are not ready to take it, then I'll end your story here.” With a roar, Edmund raised his hands to use his magic but Lyon was faster and with a speed that Edmund never expected, Lyon enclosed him and his dark magic in a round ball of light and it imploded against him causing him to fall to the ground with such force that everyone could feel the aftermath of the shockwaves. Edmund was burnt i

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

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

His eyes were wide, watching, not yet old enough to understand but sensing what was being lost. “Don’t look,” she whispered, turning his face into her coat. In the square, Cael fell to his knees. Blood pooled beneath him. Aiden stepped back, wiping his blade clean with a cloth that caught fire moments later. He turned toward the remnants of the town and raised his voice, thunderous and cold. “Burn it all to the ground.” His soldiers obeyed. Buildings—homes, schools, shrines—were torched. Flames danced up stone walls and swallowed memories whole.