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House of the Dragon

We write because of Emond's pair of chips.

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Helena, of course, is a sibling couple. And there is the issue of infidelity involved as well.

We think Emond is a very interesting character. Helena in the series is a mysterious and sympathetic character. Her fate in the book makes us sympathize with Helena even more. (Wright hasn't read the book yet. But according to the fandom's summary of the story)

In this story, we mainly rely on the timeline from what was seen in the series. But mixed with books The night Emond and Helena reveal their feelings to each other is the night after Viserys' banquet in

Ep. 8

The matter of Melor being Emond's child, not Aegon's, is a matter of our own speculation. Based on the story that Melor's birth left the twins separated by many years. A story that Aegon had little interest in Helena. and the birth of Melor, which in the timeline is the same year as Viserys's feast. After the party where Jakaris dances with Diana (

And Emond stared at the two of them like I don't care more than Aegon does.)

We're not sure what Carr's interpretation will be.

OOC

Or not, but this sin-ship chip lens really works to the point of being unbearable.

Whoever gets on this boat, please come and talk. I really want to make friends. Thank you for reading.

The One-Eyed Prince's Dream

“Emond! Wait, Emond!”

I stopped my steps. One eye looked suspiciously at the young woman running along the balcony walkway.

“Why did you follow me? Why don't you go back with Brother Aegon?" I asked flatly.

“Aegon isn't in our room tonight,” Helena tilted her head at me. Even though your lips smile I felt like I saw pain in her eyes…or was it just my imagination?

“Wasn't he jealous that Jeseris asked to dance with you?” I asked about the events just now.

It was a miserable night of family juggling drama. I know that everyone is willing to put on kind masks for the sake of our elderly and sick father. But then how? Behind Father's back We've always turned knives on each other. Especially those three 'strong' young men. My half-sister, Rainyra, and her current husband are even more unreliable.

She put on an honest face in front of her father and mother even though with three adulterous children And she and Damon may have been the ones who ordered the men to assassinate her previous husband, Lenore Wehrian.

I accidentally let my thoughts wander. Until the voice of the person next to me pulled me back.

“Jealous?” My sister, who was only a year older than me, raised her eyebrows. “I don't know. I just noticed that you look at me most of the time.”

“...You danced with that strong young man. But notice me?”

“Because you noticed me,” Helena muttered.

I let out my breath.

Did I notice her? Maybe I did. Maybe it was in my heart for her when I said to Rena and Bela, “Most of the time he won't care about you,” because he shouldn't have.

I know that Helena is not like everyone else. She raised many insects and animals. She muttered strange words to them. Even Mother was relieved that she refused to talk to anyone like a normal person. But she was a kind-hearted person. As far as I know She never failed in her duties as a wife and mother.

And because he realized that she was already a mother. So I asked to stop my thoughts.

“Jheris and Jehera,” I said of my four-year-old twin grandchildren, vaguely thinking in my mind that they Mine is growing so fast. While I myself don't even have a partner. A disfigured face with only one eye remaining. Moreover, being the second son who would receive nothing would not make me valuable in any political engagement or marriage.

But it's not that I would want to have one...if it wasn't someone I was satisfied with. And my pleasure in women is nothing compared to Aegon's. Sometimes I think I'm the only handmaid who has eyes. Complete nose and mouth And he took the opportunity to come closer. My brother always touched them. That no one has yet picked up an illegitimate child and demanded responsibility from him is an incredible miracle.

“The nurse has put them to bed. If I go look, it will only disturb me.” Helena shrugged.

“So, what do you want to talk to me about, Sis?” I asked, my hands and feet on the balcony. Looking down at the city below

“...I don't know, I just want to know how you are.” She imitated my expression. “It is strange that we brothers are all in the Red Fort as well. But there is very little time to meet and talk.”

“Because you have so many animals to take care of. But it's not me.”

“And you keep practicing your weapons,” my sister said flatly. “Aegon kept drinking and flirting with Lady.”

I don't deny it, and I don't want to defend my brother on that matter. “But you don't want him to spend a lot of time with you, do you?”

I glanced at the woman next to me. Saw slender white fingers tapping slowly on the stone floor.

“Probably not. I have heirs for him, both male and female. That's enough." She sighed. "But I know. Mother probably thinks it's better if I don't know. But I know why some of the handmaidens who looked after Jeheris and Jehera disappeared… I know why those who remained avoided Aegon.”

“You always know more than you say.”

“And you always say less than you feel.”

My breath hitched at those words.

Helena's hand rested on the back of mine. It was so warm compared to the cold stone surface against my palm.

“I…heard,” Helena whispered. “You once said, ‘If only Mother had made the two of us betrothed.'”

I withdrew my hand, my face immediately heating up. “That was when we were kids.”

“When your two eyes looked at me more openly.”

“But Mother didn't let us get engaged. And now you are married to Brother Aegon.” I walked in the other direction with the only eye that was left.

Part of me wants to know… what the meaning of this conversation is. It had been a long time since Helena had said anything so earnestly. And there has never been a time when this was said to me.

“Yes, I married someone I really shouldn't have married. It would be better to be Jeheris.”

I should have argued, but instead I agreed with that statement. If we don't count the matter of us living on different sides. He still respected Helena more than Aegon. Maybe if it was him Helena would probably be happier in their married life. Maybe us children of Mother and Sister Raineira wouldn't be so divided.

But no, something in my heart stirred at those words.

“Would you rather marry a bastard than be of pure Targaryen blood as well? That is not something you should say or even think about!”

Helena looked at me with a startled expression. “...Emond…”

"...You go lie down and rest. I beg you."

I turned and walked away, but a small hand stopped my arm. With words that I never expected to hear

“If it were you…it would be best.”

I felt like my whole body was turned to stone because of those words.

“I…I think…if the person I married were you,” she mumbled, “you wouldn't…be like Aegon. At least you would come and see me and my children. More often than not…they wouldn't ignore me…”

I turned to look at Helena.

She bowed her head. But when I turned around She looked up and met my eyes. I just saw that her eyes were watery. and her hands trembled.

I sighed and took her hand. "I'll take you to your room."

She nodded as easily as a child. and let me lead the way through the empty stone halls. Even so, she whispered. “Whose room do you mean?”

“Sister, this is not a joke.”

“Do you think I'm joking?” Helena squeezed my hand tighter. “I have never opened up to anyone like this. I just thought…I've done my duty…Can't I just demand happiness for myself for once? Or will I end up like Father? Until old age, he could only dream of things he could not obtain, sick and suffering, drunk with opium milk...

You can only get what you want in your dreams… You dare to take over Vegar. But with the things I said Are you going to turn a blind eye?”

I stopped walking and looked at her intently. whispered a stern reply “It is not good for you. Not good for Aegon, not good for me, not good for anyone.”

“...That…” She lowered her head, “You don't see the same thing as me. You see that my eyes are more blind than yours. But what I saw…if what I saw was true…I was so afraid. But at the same time…I really want to be in your embrace.”

I was speechless. The words I had heard were faint. When I argued with Mother about the fact that I still had no dragons, it popped up in my memory.

“He must close one eye.”

My hand moved up to rest on the parchment covering the remnants of his eye.

Helena seemed to say so. Before I could bond with Vegar In exchange for the left eye that the young womanizer had stabbed and lost.

“What do you see, little sister…”

Helena smiled sadly. She shook her head lightly. With an expression as if he was harboring a secret that even if he died, he wouldn't tell me.

Then she stretched up and kissed me.

It was as if a hot wave of dragon fire shot through my body at that moment. I stood still, caught off guard as her soft lips caressed mine. and the tip of her tongue began to tease.

My first kiss in years was with my sister-in-law.

I part my lips. Hold her shoulders away. But he still looked down at her, his heart pounding.

Helena looked at me with a pleading look in her eyes. When I shake my head Her tears overflowed even more.

“No…not here,” I whispered.

It's too dangerous to be here…there may be eyes watching even if you don't reveal your identity.

I took her hand, taking long steps along the stone path. It was like a little child who found a strange insect and wanted to invite his older sister to look in the garden. When we were both young and had nothing to worry about more than the fun of the day.

At the time I never thought I would have a dragon. Or even if you think about it, it's not serious or pressured. It hurts that other siblings and nieces and nephews all had their own dragons before me.

But let's forget about that. We're all grown up. Reminiscing is of no use.

Soon, Helena and I arrived in front of my room.

There were no white-robed guards guarding the door. I have never wanted a bodyguard like defenseless children and women. And when many visitors come to keep watch over me in other quarters, there is an opportunity for my quarters to be quiet.

I opened the door and let her in first. As soon as he closed the door and locked it, he turned to welcome the figure that hugged him as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Helena's body was warm, faintly perfumed, like a flower. She leaned down on the back of my neck and pressed her lips to me passionately. And I released her this time.

I know it's not right. But what is correctness? Is it that Aegon married someone I wanted by my side but didn't care for her? Is it that he was wasting money on so many low-class women without considering her feelings?

Aegon gained everything without effort. Both positions we know will belong to him if his half-sister dies. Both his Sunfire Dragon Either the wife he doesn't want or is indifferent to. There were many women who could not be compared to her in my eyes.

He kept drinking alcohol. Grabbing pleasures greedily as I study history and practice weapons. So that the adulterers who take my eyes will not harm me or the person I want to protect again. and to protect the Iron Throne should it fall to him.

He got everything What did I get?

“Emond, I love you,” Helena whispered in his ear after breaking the kiss. Her body pressed against mine. “Let tonight be our night. This is what I will request of you. No more…and no less.”

I just picked it up in my throat. Two hands unraveled her clothes. Slow and nurturing...she deserved that.

I don't just want to satisfy her desires. She is more delicate and valuable than any other woman to me. Just seeing her fair white skin made my heart flutter. More nervous than when he was young when his older brother smuggled him to the courthouse on Prae Mai Road to open his eyes.

For me, addiction is no different from drinking alcohol. It's pleasurable, but not so addictive that it turns red when you don't. Moreover, unpleasant bad liquor has never been my taste.

Helena is like the ginseng juice that can only be found in the Red Sea. I stroked her smooth back. Leaning forward, snuggling gently into the crook of his neck. As she slowly Let down my shirt as well.

“Do you love me, Amond?” she whispered in my ear. “As a woman Not your sister or sister-in-law.”

“You already know the answer, don't you?” I embraced her naked body. Lips nuzzled next to the ear.

She reached up and touched my cheek. “But I want to hear it from your own mouth.”

I let out my breath. He pulled her hand out and kissed it softly.

“I love you, Helena.”

She kissed me on the lips again. before a hand touched the parchment covering my left eye.

At first glance, I almost instinctively pulled her hand down. But then he let her touch it and let it down.

She looked at me with both eyes with a sad smile. and kissed my wound without saying a word

That's enough.

I lead her to my bed. A bed that no other woman has ever shared with its pillows. My heart fluttered as I leaned down and kissed the top of her breast like a flower bud. Continue down smoothly along the abdomen.

I pampered her like I have never done anyone else. She called my name over and over. Two hands running through my hair. I was satisfied that her breath quickened and her body tensed before she sighed.

When I raised my body above her body Helena pulled me into a passionate kiss.

There are no words that we say But I know what we both want

Something that would break down walls that shouldn't be done. But what the heck, neither of our brothers ever honored her as his wife. Why must I hold back and be considerate of him again?

I hold her hand and move your body in

Helena let out a moan. I feel the warmth in her body. Of the moisture that I create and surround my core. She squeezed my hand tightly as I penetrated deeper.

“Emond…I want you…” she whispered before moaning softly.

I made love to her. It might have been the first time either of us used that word to the person we slept with. I want her to be happy. And I can do it. As for her, she also made me happy like I've never felt before.

Yet, I almost forgot something.

I tried to withdraw from her. But Helena held me close and whispered softly.

"It's okay, Emond. He won't know. He never will."

My breath shuddered, but I rested on her chest.

I'm afraid it will cause Helena some trouble if tonight's affair bears fruit. But aren't we all Targaryens? Aegon and others How can we be confused if we are all brothers and sisters of the same blood? He had the same silver hair and purple eyes.

However, what I did was different from Renira's. Should I be ashamed? No matter how rude Aegon's behavior was, I have no right to touch his rightful wife.

I let out a sound that sounded like a laugh for a moment.

What is wrong with me? Am I even ready to snatch what belongs to my brother whenever I get the chance?

“It's okay, Emond,” Helena continued to repeat, “You're not wrong, we're not wrong, our bloodline…”

Helena froze. Until I stood up on my elbows and looked at her.

“Our bloodline?”

She didn't meet my eyes. Instead, he turned around and shook his head and mumbled in fear. “Choose…just one person. No…I can't choose him. But his body…the butcher flicked the sharp knife…I cannot choose.”

“Helena!” I shook her shoulder. “What are you talking about? I don't understand. Who do you have to choose? Who is the butcher?…”

She blinked a few times. before looking at me with watery eyes and hugged me so tightly that I could no longer see her face.

“I… will go back…” Helena said softly. “Gone…they are gone. Aegon wasn't in the room. But he will come back…”

I sighed, understanding that my older brother must have had some fun elsewhere before his guards brought me back like last time.

“But…no one else will come back.” Helena's voice was like she was in a trance. “When that time comes The sun will never be the same tomorrow.”

I reached out and stroked her hair. Even though I don't understand what she said I know that in this time, asking will not get anything.

“I'll go drop you off myself,” I offered, and got up to get her a silk dress.

Helena was a quiet person when I helped her get dressed and take her to her room. Then I returned to my room to rest.

And when the morning came on the day after the gathering of our house, I found out who had not returned with the sun.

Calm Viserys our own father

Aegon, who had fled, was brought back for the coronation ceremony. The plan that Grandfather and his noble supporters had prepared for a long time was quickly revealed.

I thought to myself over and over that it was unfair. The more I saw the pitiable state of my brother struggling to escape from Sir Christan Cole and I, the more I grew disdainful in my heart.

Aegon escaped his right to inherit the throne without much effort, but in the end, he got it.

The Green Team and the Black Team started fighting each other. I was involved in that battle. But at the same time he was worried about Helena and her children.

Especially the youngest son named Melor. The child Helena conceived shortly after our one night of revealing our hearts to each other.

It might be bias from my delusions. That makes me want to protect Helena and Melor. Even though I told myself that I loved Jeheris and Jehera equally.

I can only dream of that night. A night that I can't let anyone know but the two of us.