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    His friends are dead, and now he’s trapped in a world where he has no voice, no control, and no one on his side except for the bastard who forced him to join in the first place.

    Trust doesn’t just grow in one day.

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    09 May 2026

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    "I think you like it when I'm cruel to you." He brought his lips to Aerion's ear, whispering, "Don't you, little dragon?"

    Or, the one where Aerion gets fucked stupid.

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    21 Mar 2026

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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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    19 Mar 2026

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    "Apologies, Lord Lannister," Ser Duncan says, his voice steady, tone stern. Aerion has to, embarrassingly enough, go on his tiptoes to catch a look at his profile, and his face seems confident, not at all intimidated by the annoyed gaze Lannister throws him. "Prince Maekar was very clear that no one was to touch Prince Aerion without his explicit consent."

    Lord Lannister makes a complicated face, as if he can't quite understand the words out of Ser Duncan's mouth. "Pardon me? No, Prince Maekar wants his son wed within the year. All of the Seven Kingdoms has heard it by now. If he expects no one to touch him, he might as well lock him in his chambers and lose the key!"

    Aerion steps forward as white-hot anger flashes in his veins; he moves, intending to beat this puny little lord's insolence to a bloody pulp, but Ser Duncan throws an arm out and forcibly shoves Aerion back behind him, a warning growl on his lips.

    Lord Lannister freezes. Aerion freezes. Ser Duncan stays relaxed.

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    19 Mar 2026

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    From his booted feet to his head, Aerion followed every visible inch of Dunk’s form with a silent, feline-like curiosity, as if seeing him as a mouse and sizing him up for a meal. It felt like an age before his eyes fell upon Dunk’s face, searching his dirtied cheeks and the blue of his eyes as if watching the clouds and consulting the weather, or checking the sky for signs of some foul sort of omen. When their eyes met at last, Aerion’s cockiness fell from his features swiftly as if Dunk had backhanded it from his face. His swagger faltered, and then his hackles were up, his lips pulling into a snarl.

    “I shall withdraw my accusation if the oaf swears an oath of fealty to me and becomes my sworn sword.”

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    19 Mar 2026