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    "Look at you now," Dunk sneered at himself, the sharp Dothraki inflection bleeding into his words. "You crush skulls for a drop of sour milk. You wear violence like a second skin."

    He drew out the silver dragon clasp, its amethyst eyes glinting in the flames.

    "And what of you, my Prince?" Dunk asked the trinket, his tone softening into an aching reverence. "How many years has it been? You aren't a haughty little boy on a horse anymore. Have you… have you changed too?"


    Alpha Dunk was raised in the Dothraki by Khal Arbo (instead of Ser Arlan). The gentle giant from Flea Bottom became a warrior of the khalasar.

    One day, he is reunited with the omega prince who once wanted him dead.

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    Once upon a time, there was a hedge knight named Dunk, and his little squire- Egg

    One day, when they come across a dying village, there’s no water in this place, which makes it impossible to grow any crops. A villager told them a story about a tyrant lord who think he owned everything including all the water in this place, so he build a gate to store them all and prevent the villagers from using it.

    “He has a dragon,” - A villager said, “Everyone is scared of him.”

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    Dunk enters the Maekar's study. "You've called for me, your grace?"

    "Come in, be at ease." Maekar puts down the parchment he was reading. "I've a task of utmost discretion that I only can entrust to you." He pinches his eyebrows tiredly, as if annoyed at what he's about to say. "It involves my son."

    "Aegon, sire?"

    "Nay."

    "...Daeron?"

    "You're getting warmer, ser."

    Duncan could only sigh in resignation.


    This is the fourth time this has happened to Aerion. Waking up in a clearing, naked, with blood all over his mouth and chest. Carcasses of sheep and cattle strewn about, with human-sized bite marks all over, but made with sharp teeth.

    "I've gone mad. I'm losing my mind."

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    Aerion's silver hair fluttered in the midnight wind, violet eyes shining bright even in the darkness. His very stance was imposing, something fierce, old, and looming on top was something far more fierce, and far more old.
    A giant head hovered on top of the prince. It scales seemed a deeper red in the night. It twisted it's large head, yellow glowing eyes shining bright even in the dark, just like it's rider. Both as terrifying as they are beautiful.
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    What if dragons never died during the Dance of the dragons? How different would Aerion have been if he had the one thing he actually wanted?

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    Beneath King’s Landing, wildfire awaits.

    “Drink,” the voice whispers.

    When Aerion does, the prince burns away.

    The city trembles as something ancient rises in his place, and only one man dares stand before its fire.

    “Easy, my prince,” Duncan says. “It’s me.”

    Or: that 1% improbable chance Aerion was right all along, and the rest of us were very, very wrong. Yes, the twink is actually a dragon...

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    27 Apr 2026