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  1. Public Bookmark 90

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    He'd looked him up and down, several times, with the subtlety of a fucking firetruck. But before Aerion could even open his mouth, Aegon had opened his.

    "That's Aerion, sir," he'd chirped, looking down at his Nintendo Switch instead of at them. "Second oldest brother. He just turned seventeen!"

    Dunk paled like he'd been shot. "Seventeen?"

    That had been that.

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    In which Dunk is the hired help, and Aerion is down bad barking at the gym for him, pulling no punches.

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    23 Mar 2026

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    “Has Aerion repeated his… advances?” Baelor asks carefully.

    “Well, he—The prince is…”

    “Like a whore desperate for some coin.”

    “Stubborn.” Ser Duncan finishes, wide-eyed.

    “That too, I suppose,” Baelor says wryly. “I don’t need to tell you to pay him no mind, do I?”

    “No,” The knight denies vehemently. “I won’t disappoint you like that, Your Grace.”

    A pause, after which Baelor hears himself ask as though he’s outside of his body, listening in. He regrets the words as soon as they come out of his mouth. “And if you hadn’t pledged yourself to me?”

    Ser Duncan looks caught, his blush darkening high up in his cheeks. “I have no business doing that with a prince.”

    “And if he wasn’t one?” He presses.

    “I don’t know. Aerion is hateful, but—pretty.”

    “Yes, I suppose so.” Baelor sighs. Aerion is pretty. It’s everything he hides behind that which makes him ugly.

    “You are very handsome as well, Your Grace.” Ser Duncan is quick to reassure him, nodding seriously.

    Inevitably charmed, Bealor has to hide his smile behind his hand.

    Or, Dunk gets two Targaryen squires and finds himself in the middle of a bizarre love triangle.

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    14 Mar 2026

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    As he's made to yield, Aerion’s scent pierces through the sludge of the fight, an unmistakably earthy and burnt thread that couldn’t come from the rain. In a rush of adrenaline, instinct takes over.

    “I withdraw my accusation,” Aerion shouts but it’s too late. Dunk bares his teeth, no longer tasting his own blood but Aerion’s call. He yanks Aerion’s head to the side, ignoring the yelp as he stares at the column of bruised skin.

    “What the—” Aerion starts and before even Dunk can catch up with what his own body is doing, his teeth pierce into flesh. Aerion screams and tries to move but Dunk has him trapped, the fury of their clash still pounding in his heart. A lesson. The boy needs a lesson. Dunk’s mouth floods with blood as on the field, in front of the hungry crowd, in front of honourable knights, in front of the lords, he claims Aerion Targaryen’s impending heat for himself.

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    07 Mar 2026

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    Duncan the Tall had been pardoned in the eyes of Gods and men. He had expected to return back to the roads, to leave the violet eyes of Targaryens behind, and to live the rest of his ignoble life in search of coin and service.

    Instead, a bloodied and beaten Aerion Targaryen stood in his way and refused to be moved.

    “Marry me,” he said, and Duncan could see that the pearly whites of his teeth had turned red. “Marry me, Ser Duncan, or risk insulting a dragon twice.”

    Duncan had turned pale with shock then red with rage. It hadn’t mattered in the end because one did not insult a dragon twice.

    “If it pleases you, my Prince,” Duncan had said smiling. It was hardly pleasant.

    I’m going to make you wish you were dead.

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  5. Public Bookmark 19

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    Sent to Lys following the disastrous Trial of Seven, Prince Aerion licks his wounds and reflects on the injustice he faced at Ser Duncan’s hand—and on certain other things those hands could have done to him, too.

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    27 Feb 2026