Elyana sat on her desk, staring into her looking glass as she fixed her hair. It had been a day since that little bath chamber rendezvous, and Elyana felt terribly guilt for what she did to Erryk. And she vowed to never do it again. She would be a good maid and fulfill her duties. She would never let lust take over. She would lead herself with honor and virtue as she was raised to.

She vowed to never even think about Aemond, until there was a knock on her little servant door.

She opened it to find Criston Cole standing there with a small chest on his arms. "Um... can I help you?" She asked, clearly confused as to why Criston Cole would be knocking at her door so early in the morning.

"This was sent to you by the Prince Aemond. He wishes to thank you for your good services." Criston stated, making Elyana scoff just a tiny bit. Her services in getting him off?

"I don't want it, thank you though." She said and tried to close the door on him, but the knight held it open with one hand. He glared at the girl and strutted past her and into her room. The audacity. He dropped the box on her bed and set out to leave.

"No! Take it back. Tell the prince I do not want his gifts." Elyana complained as Ser Criston turned to eye the girl and pressed his lips together, clearly annoyed at her.

"Do you think the prince would appreciate you blatantly rejecting something he has gotten you out of the goodness of his heart?" Criston asked, and Elyana wanted to roll her eyes. The goodness of his cock sounds more like it.

"If you have a problem with the gift, then you go and take it up with Prince Aemond." He spat and slammed the door shut as he exited her chambers. Elyana scoffed at his audacity and moved to open the stupid chest.

She audibly gasped as her eyes took in the beautiful pieces of jewelry that were confined inside the box. Rubies, sapphires, diamonds. Anything she could think of was laid in front of her. Rings, necklaces, diadems, earrings. They were beautiful, they were unlike anything she had ever seen before. Deemed for a princess. And she couldn't really help the smirk that crawled unto the corner of her mouth.

But then she composed herself and slammed the chest closed. She was not some whore whom he could buy with dresses and jewelry. She left her chambers and stalked all the way to his. Planning on giving the prince a piece of her mind.

Her bad mood lightened whenever she saw Erryk standing dutifully at his post as he always was. "Good morning, my beautiful lady." He smiled sheepishly, making her blush profusely.

"Good morning, my fair knight." She answered as she approached him, stopping in front of him. He eyed her dress and smiled. "You are a sight for sore eyes, Elyana." He spoke in a low voice as she smiled.

"I do not deserve you." She said, and she truly meant it. After getting Aemond off yesterday. she deserved absolutely nothing. The worst part was she adored it so much.

All she wanted was to feel his shaft in her hands again, all she wanted was to feel his proximity again. All she wanted was for Aemond to take her, no matter how awful he was. Elyana was going insane, she was sure.

"Yes you do. Oh! And don't forget that I'm getting you at your chambers tonight." Erryk reminded her as she nodded her head eagerly. She was so terrible that after her little session with Aemond, she had agreed to go into the city with Erryk, Darra and his friends.

"Of course. I will be waiting anxiously." She answered as Erryk stood to the side. "The prince is in a foul mood. Just so you know." He whispered as he opened the door to Aemond's chambers.

Elyana walked in to find Aemond shirtless and assessing a wound on his abdomen. Elyana frowned as she approached him, it was a small cut near his v-line. The spot only made her head spin a thousand times a minutes.

"What happened?" She asked as she eyed him. Aemond looked up at her with an angry expression on his face. His sapphire eye cold and emotionless. She hadn't gotten used to it without the patch yet. But she didn't break her gaze from his. She thought it beautiful.

"Fucking Aegon cut me whilst training. Shit." Aemond winced as he dabbed the small wound with a wet rag. "Should I get the maester?" Elyana asked as Aemond rolled his eye at her question.

"For a little cut? Please. I've gone through worse." He huffed as Elyana pressed her lips together and eyed the prominent scar on his face. Yeah, he definitely had gone through worse.

Elyana approached him and kneeled in front of him, taking the rag from his hand and helping him clean the small cut. Aemond stared down at her, his mind already getting ideas as to what other ways she could help him in that moment.

"Your neck is bare. You're not wearing what I gifted you." Aemond pointed out as Elyana pressed her lips tightly together and looked up at him.

"No I am not." Elyana responded bitterly as she stood from the ground, setting down the rag on the table besides her. Aemond pressed his
lips together in disdain, his eye running over her exposed collarbone and shoulders.

"Why?" He asked as she shifted her stance on her feet, looking away from him as his stare was boring too deeply into her own.

"Three reasons..." Elyana gathered up the courage to say her next words.

"First one is that I am not some whore who needs jewels and dresses as payment for her services. Second is that it makes me look like a prince's whore if I were to suddenly start wearing things fit for a princess whilst being a common maid." Aemond was sort of amused at her words.

"And the third one is that honestly, my chambers can't even fit me anymore because all of the gifts you've given me! You keep bringing boxes into my tiny servant quarters and I can barely walk in them anymore." Elyana spat out as Aemond raised an eyebrow in amusement at her words.

"So you're not a prince's whore?" He asked, a smirk ever so apparent on his mocking face. The bastard was enjoying her turmoil. She thought.

"No! I am a good lady. I have honor and pride, and I will not lose my virtue because you want me to become your paramour!" Elyana exclaimed in anguish.

"Where was that honor and pride yesterday when you were so eager to stroke my cock?" He laughed, and Elyana wanted to take his own sword and stab him with it.

"I will never do that again! I can assure you. It was a lapse against my better judgement." Elyana tried defending herself but clearly she was full of shit.

"I do not know why you are so irritated. I never once have stated that I wished for you to become my bedwarmer." Aemond told her as she scoffed. 

"The dresses and the jewels are loud and clear." Elyana contested, and Aemond took one step closer to his maid. The amusement left his body and was replaced with anger.

"You are an ungrateful girl, are you not? You know... every other girl would be dying to get their hands on everything I have gifted you. Yet you... you just come here and bitch at me." Aemond traced his long fingers up her arms, causing goosebumps to rise in her skin.

"It's almost like you think that just because I want to fuck you I am going to let you disrespect me." His hands found it's way to her throat, squeezing it hardly. She shrieked and gasped for air under his grip.

Elyana clawed at his hand, trying to tear him off her but to no avail. The prince was much stronger than the fragile maiden.

"I-I can't breathe." She croaked out as Aemond squeezed harder around her throat. This was it, she had pushed him too far. Was he really going to murder her?

"You'll breathe when you swear to be obedient." Aemond growled, pulling her into him aggressively. "What do you want? For me to swear to be your whore? Never." She gasped when he squeezed harder.

"No. I want you to stop being ungrateful and wear what I give you. I want you to stop bitching at me as if I was some lowlife you can push around. I am your master, the prince, and you will fucking respect me." Aemond ordered as Elyana closed her eyes, her head starting to hurt from the lack of oxygen.

"I-I will." She choked out, falling to the ground when Aemond released the grip he held on her. Elyana gasped for air as her chest rose and fell wildly, looking up at Aemond in fear. She was dancing with the devil, she was sure of that now. She had given him access to her in more ways than one.

"I don't need you to be my whore. I never asked that of you. If you do not want to touch me again, then so be it. You think I'm going to care if some stupid servant wants me? No. You're nobody. You have nothing. You are nothing."

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Aemond's words ran through Elyana's head for the entire day. He was so casually cruel, and she swore that his words hurt more than his hand around her throat. She hated him so much, it almost felt unreal. She was stupid to be guided by lust around him. She was naive to even consider giving herself to him. And she regretted it and she felt guilty for what she did to Erryk. She would never do it again.

She was waiting for Erryk whilst sitting on her bed, surrounded by gifts given to her by Aemond. All she wanted was to take them and throw off the highest tower of the Red Keep.

There was a small knock on her door and she opened it to reveal Erryk, standing there with a charming smile and a cloak for her to wear. Elyana gave him a small smile and took the cloak from him. "Thank you, love." She told him.

"Come... everyone is awaiting for us already at the courtyard." Erryk told her as she nodded her head and took the arm he was putting out for her.

As they walked towards the courtyard, Erryk would glance down at Elyana who seemed rather down ever since she had exited Aemond's chambers that afternoon. "Are you okay, Elyana? You seem down... Did Prince Aemond do something?"

Well he almost choked me to death just because I didn't want to wear the jewels he got me and then called me nothing but yes I am well. She wanted to say.

"I am alright, just tired is all." That was her answer though. "Excited to go into the city. I do hope the acrobats I like are in their usual spot." Elyana tried distracting him with mindless small talk, and the man took the bait. They talked about absolutely nothing important and then reached the courtyard where their friends were awaiting for them.

"Elyana! That dress is so pretty! Is that one of the ones that Prince Aemond gave you?" Darra asked innocently and in oblivion. Elyana wanted to grab Erryk's dagger that hung from his waist and stab her own chest.

Every knight turned to look at Elyana, Arryk giving her a certain look of disdain as they awaited the girl's answer. This looked so bad for her.

"Uh... yes. He did." She muttered, trying to hide behind Erryk. "Yeah, the prince got her the dresses as a thank you for her services." Erryk defended her, and she was more than thankful for him. Darra was smiling in oblivion and then turned to speak to one of the other guards.

"How noble of him." Elyana didn't like the tone on Arryk's voice as he spoke, but she ignored it. The only opinion that mattered was Erryk's.

The pair headed into the city, and soon everyone forgot about Elyana's princess grade dress and were talking happily and jesting. They got wine in a tavern and were enjoying street shows. Elyana and Darra would clap and whistle at the street acrobats, they were happily holding unto each other whilst the boys were all jesting with each other.

"Oh look! He can put his leg over his head, isn't that exciting?" Darra squealed, making Elyana laugh heartedly. She had forgotten all about Aemond's wretched words. She was fine, she was happy, and she wasn't thinking about the stupid cruel prince.

Well that was until she saw his face in between the crowd. She wanted to die. He didn't see her, and he was trailing after Ser Criston Cole. Both of the men were keeping their heads low, and Elyana watched as the pair disappeared in between the people. Why was Aemond in the city?

Elyana wanted to follow him and see what he was doing, but of course she did not. Instead the boys decided to keep moving, and Erryk had grabbed Elyana's hand and was leading her down the same alley Aemond had gone down through. Soon they were bustling down the crowded alley way, and Elyana could barely move through the people. The only thing that had kept her from getting swarmed away from the group was Erryk's strong grip on her hand.

Until the grip was no longer on her hand. Elyana looked around in desperation as she realized she had been pulled away from her group. Her heart beat rather fast as she got lost in between the crowd, no familiar face in sight. Shit. Her attire attracted the attention of the commoners, and soon people were reaching to touch her dress. Some street rugrats even pulled down her hood and pulled at her hair as if she was a show animal.

"What a pretty little thing." Some men would snarl in her ear as her breathing quickened. The scene was a haze as she looked around in clear desperation and fear. She was alone in the terrible streets of King's Landing. Tears of fear prickled her eyes as she looked around wildly.

She was suddenly yanked by a strong grip on her arm and she for sure thought she was going to die.

Elyana was slammed into a brick wall and she closed her eyes tightly, expecting for the worse to happen. "Just what the fuck do you think you're doing wandering these streets alone? Are you fucking stupid?!" She opened her eyes to see Aemond staring at her with fury clear on his face.

Elyana breathed a heavy sigh of relief and burst out in tears. She didn't know why she was crying but she was. Aemond stared down at her with an stoic expression, but his heart was slightly hurting seeing her cry like that. He didn't know what to do but just stare at her.

"You're okay. Just stop crying. So annoying." He muttered, trying to shield her body from the crowd. Ser Criston watched from afar, confused as to why Aemond seemed to care for the wellbeing of his maid. First the jewels and now this?

"Fuck you! I hate you." Elyana didn't know why she said that, but she did. "Oh you hate me? Fine. I'll leave you here alone to be raped and murdered." Aemond spat at her and turned away from her. Elyana reached for his hand ferally, pulling him into her.

"No please... Don't leave me." She pleaded, and for a moment his face softened as he stared down at her but he composed himself. Aemond pressed his lips together and draped his arm over her tightly, guiding her towards Ser Criston.

"Escort us back to the Keep." Aemond ordered, and Criston eyed the maid and then the prince.

"But we still haven't gotten you-" Aemond cut the knight off instantly. "Let us escort Elyana to the castle and then we'll come back." Aemond told the knight, who nodded his head and cleared the way for the pair.

Aemond was holding on to her tightly all the way back to the castle. And Elyana couldn't help but be thankful for him. If he hadn't found her, who knew what would have happened to her. She was silent all the way to the castle, and she couldn't help but think of her friends and Erryk. Did he look for her? Was he worried for her? Why did he let go?

The pair got the castle and Aemond led her all the way to his own chambers. Ser Criston stood at the door as Aemond led her inside, shutting the door tightly after them.

"Are you absolutely insane? Do you have a death wish?! Do you know what would have happened to you had I not been there in time?!" Aemond burst at her, making her cower back in fear. He sized her up, towering over her.

"Why would you go into the city alone? Why are you so fucking stupid?!" Aemond snapped once again, and Elyana couldn't bear any more insults.

"Stop calling me stupid! I am not fucking stupid! You are such an asshole!" Elyana burst out, pushing him backwards and away from her. Maybe he should just kill her and be fucking done with it.

"Do not call me an asshole! I just saved your fucking life!" He barked at her, grabbing her arms forcefully. She yanked them away from him and stumbled backwards.

"You should've just left me to die then!" She snapped back, tears forming in her eyes for reasons she did not understand.

"You weren't saying that when I offered to do just that." Aemond said cruelly, making her want to throttle him.

"Well I regret it." She stated, crossing her arms over her chest. Aemond eyed her and then piched the bridge of his nose. Why was this girl so stubborn? Couldn't she just be grateful?

"Why were you alone, Elyana? If you don't want me to call you stupid, then don't make stupid fucking choices." His tone was more calm than a moment before. But still irritated.

"I wasn't alone..." The statement made Aemond scoff and he could feel the jealousy burning within him at a rapid pace. "You sure you like that man? He just left you to die in the streets of King's Landing." Aemond taunted her in a cruel manner.

"He didn't mean to, we were pulled apart." She contested, making Aemond roll his eyes. "I told you well that I would punish you if you went to the city with him again. I ordered you to stay away."

"I don't care." She huffed out, and she truly didn't. She was going to marry Erryk, and Aemond's crazy and possessive behavior wasn't going to ruin that for her.

"I should punish you for this." Aemond stated sternly and walked into his bedchamber. Elyana waited for him to bring out some form of torture device but instead he brought out a linen white shirt.

"Get changed and go to sleep." He said, throwing her the shirt. She frowned as she eyed the fabric and shook her head.

"No. I am not sleeping here with you." She stated sternly, only for him to glare daggers at her. "Get fucking changed now. And go to fucking sleep. That is an order." Aemond commanded, and Elyana could feel the heat flushing into her body.

"Fine." She said bitterly. It was embarrassing just how easily she had caved. "I'll change." She said, trying to sound angry. She gave him a look and got an idea.

Throwing all of the claims that she would never put herself in a situation with him again out of the balcony.

She dropped her cloak to the floor. Her hands moved to the sleeves of her dress and she easily slipped them of her shoulders. The dress fell to the floor as she stood in her undergarments before the prince.

Aemond couldn't help but feel the bulge in his pants grow as he eyed her body. The feeling of lust was almost too unbearable for him. He didn't know how much longer he could put it off before he caved.

The girl gave him a sarcastic and teasing smile and then threw the shirt he gave her over her body. All he wanted was to rip that shirt and her undergarments off, and then bend her over that desk in the corner.

"I'm going to sleep." She stated and started to walk to his bedchamber. "Fine. I am going back into the city." Aemond said and that made Elyana stop dead in her tracks.

"Why?" She questioned. "Because I have things to do." Aemond answered nonchalantly. For some reason this made Elyaan seeth.

"So what? You're going to leave me here alone to go and fuck some whore in a brothel?" She accused him, although she had no reason to think that was what he was going to do. Frankly she knew nothing of what he did in the nights.

Aemond stalked slowly towards her, grabbing her jaw forcefully and looking deep into her eyes as he brought her face close to his.

"What I do with my time is not any of your business, darling." He said in the darkest of tones. Before she could react, he engulfed her in the roughest of kisses. He dominated the kiss easily, and before he pulled away he bit hard into her bottom lip.

Elyana whimpered into his lips and then he pulled away, pushing her slightly away. Without any other word he just left her there, leaving his chambers and leaving her alone.

She hated him. What a fucking asshole. She seethed and contemplated going back to her own quarters, but to her worst judgement she decided to snuggle into his bed. She didn't know why she entertained him, but she did. He had a hold on her like no other. She went to sleep in Aemond's bed.

Her mind not once thinking of the man she had agreed to marry.

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Author's note:

This chapter is almost 4k words and the way that it flowed so freely to me whilst writing has been amazing. This is definitely my new fav story to write :)

You guys have been so supportive and I can never thank you all enough! Alsooo, Aemond was in the city to look for Aegon, but NOT for the coronation. This story takes place almost a year before Viserys dies.

Thank your for reading x