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    In another version of this story, in some far and distant world, it is Baelor “Breakspear”, Heir to the Iron Throne, who takes his brother Maekar’s mace to the back of the head during the Trial of Seven. It is on a grimy, hay-covered stone and dirt floor that he falls into the arms of the newly named Ser Duncan the Tall and takes his last breath. In that distant world, the Targaryen family falls to ruin in the aftermath of his passing, and not even the fabled Prince that Was Promised can reclaim the might of their family name.

    But that world is not this one.

    For instead of the Prince of Dragonstone receiving a sundering blow to the helm, it is Aerion “Brightflame” who suffers the wound instead.

    OR: the amnesia fic

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    In the aftermath of Baelor's death, the Targaryen family splinters. All Maekar wants is to hold the remnants of his family close, but even he knows that Aerion cannot stay here, not with Baelor's ghost still wandering the halls.

    Dunk has had enough of princes for a lifetime, but Baelor's memory will not let him turn away from the wreckage before him. When Maekar begs him to take Aegon on as his squire, he accepts, and when Maekar begs him to look after Aerion, Dunk cannot turn him away. He is determined to fulfill his duty as Baelor's man, and to do it well, Aerion be damned.

    Aerion's life crumbles down around his shoulders in the span of a single afternoon. The Maesters say his leg may never fully heal, his own father cannot look him in the eye, and his family wishes he had died in his uncle's stead. When he finds himself exiled to Lys with only the brother who hates him and the knight who maimed him for company, he is certain he's being sent off to die.

    Fortunately, the gods have other plans.

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    20 Mar 2026

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    “Whatever. My boyfriend likes them fucking plenty, and that’s all I give a shit about,”

    A quiet settles around the room, and the entire family's eyes quickly shift to look at him curiously.

    “What?” Aerion’s brows furrow. It dawns on Maekar, suddenly, that in all the years that the boy had spent raising his cortisol levels by picking fights, getting arrested, mutilating his body with piercings and tattoos, he had never once said anything to the effect of having any interest in friends, romantic or otherwise. Never a girlfriend, and especially not a-

    “Boyfriend?” Maekar asks, a little more incredulous for his liking, but the shock was so severe that the question had tumbled out of his mouth before he could check his tone.

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    Maekar misses his wife so he starts beef with his son's boyfriend who is also his other son's rugby coach.

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    16 Mar 2026

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    "You're sure?"

    Dunk meets his eye.

    "Write it down," Aerion mimics, his impression of a low, grumbling Irish brogue. Licks his bottom lip.

    The answer ends up being correct. Aerion discovers this at the end of the round when Arlan reads them back. Dunk says nothing, but his knee, which has now been resting against Aerion's for the past two minutes presses once. Briefly, then is still.

    Tanselle takes a long sip of her drink, rolls her eyes at the ceiling.

    Daeron Targaryen has finally landed a gig (fuck yeah!). Fifty quid a night, five weeks, one pub in North London wedged between a fried chicken place and somewhere called Fun Pizza. His brother travels an hour on the tube to be there and is, allegedly, there to record. The bar guy is six foot six.

    Nobody panic.

    Or: a very realistic love story set in modern-day London.

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    16 Mar 2026

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    Aerion had been impossible for weeks. Smirking comments in seminars. Standing too close in the library. That infuriating habit of leaning over Dunk’s shoulder.

    This stops now. Don’t come near me again. And if you do, you’re not going to like how that ends.

    Aerion had replied before Dunk had even managed to set the phone down.

    That was a very long message, Duncan.

    Dunk’s jaw tightened.

    You must have been thinking about me for quite a while.

    His ears were already getting hot when the third message arrived.

    What are you wearing right now?

    Dunk stared at the screen.

    “...what the fuck?”


    Dunk, a scholarship engineering student and rugby player, is being relentlessly pursued by Aerion Targaryen — a rich, sharp, boundary-ignoring history student who flirts through provocation.
    Dunk thinks he's being bullied. Everyone else can see it's obsessive courtship. The problem is that Dunk is too literal to read the signals, and Aerion is too feral to send normal ones.

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    16 Mar 2026