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    Aerion tosses another coin on top of the table, grabbing his sword belt to leave. The girl picks it up, glancing at him in confusion, “You already paid me, Milord.”

    “To keep your mouth shut.” He mutters, stepping out into the hall without looking at her. The last thing he wanted getting around was that the Dragon Prince was impotent.

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    14 Mar 2026

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    [—“I am to be your squire.”

    It was as if the earth had stopped spinning; the dragon of House Targaryen had awoken. Dunk didn’t ignore this—he stilled entirely, like he would implode if one step was taken. He thought of Egg’s bright eyes, twinned in Aerion’s dull snake slits. They were so similar yet so different, the gods playing a cruel joke on the pair.

    Aerion’s beauty contrasted with his violent attitude in this light, shaped by light and the shadows of trees. He was all geometric lines and sharp features—a paragon of true Targaryen beauty.—]

    Duncan, after the tragedy of Ashford Meadow, was bestowed a son of Maekar. To his deep disappointment, the son was not Egg—instead his older, and much more dilapidated, brother. Aerion.

    TLDR: What if Aerion became Dunk’s squire instead of Egg?

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    11 Mar 2026

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    “If I break my oath, even for you—” Dunk’s voice cracked. He thought of Ser Arlan’s face. Of Egg’s trust. Of everything he’d built himself to be. “What would that make me?”

    “Mine.” Aerion’s fingers slid to the nape of Dunk’s neck, tangling in his hair. “It would make you mine.”

    There are two kinds of distance between a common hedge knight and a Targaryen prince: the height that separates them, and the morality that should.

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    21 Mar 2026

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    Dunk’s just a lad from Cork who secured a full scholarship to Oxford… He feels inadequate— coming from a humble background and suddenly surrounded by hyphenated last names and signet rings. He hopes to not make a fool of himself.

    Aerion’s family is facing a political embarrassment, the Targaryens may be asset “rich” and title rich, but being a Lord doesn’t pay the maintenance bills of their summer homes. And Aerion’s grandfather just lost the London Mayoral elections, so that’s even a bigger embarrassment. His family’s broke, and he’s trying to save face in Oxford.

    They meet via a fresher’s party… and oh my god someone is in deep DENIAL.

    TLDR: Lovable and humble Dunk meets pretty boy Aerion trying to keep afloat in a world where his family is losing its grip. Dunk becomes his anchor.

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