[ He approaches now, fists clenched at his side. This is how I am, again, as if he's an animal with no free will of his own, a prince (no, regent,) and dragonrider devoid of any agency. Tim doesn't accept it. He can't accept it. His heart pounds in his chest, that tingle of unease breaking free into something darker and uglier. Anger. ]
You don't get to dismiss me like I'm a servant. [ Brown eyes ablaze, close enough to see Aemond with clarity. Treacherous. Cowardly. ] If you don't want me, be a man and tell me so. Don't frame it like you're doing me a favor.
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[ He approaches now, fists clenched at his side. This is how I am, again, as if he's an animal with no free will of his own, a prince (no, regent,) and dragonrider devoid of any agency. Tim doesn't accept it. He can't accept it. His heart pounds in his chest, that tingle of unease breaking free into something darker and uglier. Anger. ]
You don't get to dismiss me like I'm a servant. [ Brown eyes ablaze, close enough to see Aemond with clarity. Treacherous. Cowardly. ] If you don't want me, be a man and tell me so. Don't frame it like you're doing me a favor.