knight

On his thirteenth nameday, Aemond Targaryen seized an opportunity to test his skills and prove himself in a manner that would forge his path as a knight. Disguised as a mystery knight, he entered a tournament held in a distant tourney ground away from King's Landing. Clad in armor that concealed his identity, Aemond faced off against seasoned competitors, demonstrating his prowess in jousting and combat.

In the final rounds of the tournament, Aemond's skill and valor caught the attention of both participants and spectators alike. His dedication and determination were evident as he unhorsed opponents with precision and grace. The mystery surrounding his identity only added to the intrigue and admiration he garnered.

As the tournament concluded, Aemond stood victorious in the arena, his true identity revealed only after he had proven himself worthy. In recognition of his bravery and skill, the tournament's hosts bestowed upon him the honor of knighthood. Aemond Targaryen, now publicly acknowledged as the mystery knight, accepted the accolade with humility and gratitude, his commitment to chivalry and the ideals of knighthood firmly established.

Returning to King's Landing, Aemond's knighthood marked a significant milestone in his journey—a testament to his courage, dedication to mastery, and readiness to uphold the noble traditions of House Targaryen.

In the grand courtyard of the Red Keep, amidst the watchful gazes of courtiers and nobles, Aemond Targaryen stood surrounded by a group of jeering young lords, led by Jace Velaryon. The air was thick with tension as Jace and his companions revelled in their cruel jest, presenting Aemond with a tethered pig.

"There's your dragon, Aemond!" Jace taunted, his voice carrying over the courtyard with a mocking edge. "Perhaps it will grow wings and breathe fire if you wish hard enough!"

Laughter erupted from the group as they watched Aemond's reaction closely, anticipation glinting in their eyes for his humiliation. Aemond's jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides as he struggled to maintain his composure.

Ignoring the ridicule echoing around him, Aemond squared his shoulders, his gaze unwavering as he met Jace's challenging stare. The pig, grunting and squirming in its bindings, seemed to mock him with its helplessness.

"You think this is amusing, Jace?" Aemond finally spoke, his voice steady despite the turmoil brewing within him. "Mocking House Targaryen's traditions and honor?"

Jace's grin widened, relishing Aemond's discomfort. "Oh, forgive us, Lord Aemond," he replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "We merely thought you'd appreciate a reminder of your place in the pecking order."

The courtyard grew quieter, the tension palpable as Aemond assessed his options. Anger simmered beneath his controlled exterior, but he knew reacting impulsively would only play into Jace's hands.

With a deliberate motion, Aemond stepped forward, his eyes never leaving Jace's. In one fluid movement, he drew his sword—a clear challenge in response to Jace's mockery. The courtyard fell silent, anticipation hanging in the air like a storm about to break.

"A dragon is not made by mocking," Aemond declared, his voice cutting through the silence with conviction. "It is forged in fire and blood, in honor and courage."

Jace's bravado faltered, uncertainty flickering in his eyes as he realized the gravity of Aemond's words. The pig, sensing the shift in atmosphere, squealed and thrashed in its bindings, its futile struggle a stark contrast to Aemond's unwavering resolve.

Before Jace could muster a retort, a voice rang out across the courtyard—a knight in Targaryen colors approaching swiftly. The tension dissipated as the onlookers scattered, the moment broken by the timely intervention.

Alone once more, Aemond stood amidst the remnants of Jace's failed mockery, his sword still drawn as a testament to his defiance. Though the humiliation stung, he knew that this encounter would strengthen his resolve to prove himself worthy of the Targaryen name, rising above petty insults to forge a legacy of honor and courage.