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    Aerion Targaryen was one and ten when he found the boy face-down in the mud.

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    a 'they meet in childhood' au where some things change, and some scars remain.

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    20 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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    “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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    17 Mar 2026

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    Dragons left the realm long ago and only stories and bones remain of what once were the magnificent beasts, dragons are merely a glory of the past now but... what if not all the dragons died off? What if a singular dragon egg had hatched on accident one night, and by the will of The Seven, the small hatchling was gifted with the ability to change forms, to hide amongst the people it once soared above?

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    What if the Prince the realm deemed insane and deluded was actually true in his claim that the symbol of his house remained strong? What if he had a deep soul aching pull in his heart due to being apart from his destined bond, the dragon he should soar the skies with and become one with.
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    ; Dunk is a dragon shifter and Aerion may not be as insane as he is thought to be. Maybe everything will make sense when two halves meet and become a whole.

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    16 Mar 2026

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    "The crown suits you, you know," said Ser Duncan over the cacophony, and brought Baelor back to himself. "Makes you look... you know. Kingly. Which I suppose makes sense, given that you're the king now." A look of anguish crossed his face. "Oh, hells, I shouldn't be calling you 'you,' should I? It's 'Your Grace.' Please don't take—"

    Baelor resisted the urge to rest his hand against the lad's back, as one might soothe a skittish horse. "No offense was taken, ser."

    "Thank you," Ser Duncan said, then immediately amended, "Thank Your Grace...ness. Seven fucks, I'm getting another drink." And he whirled away into the throng before Baelor could say a word.


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    15 Mar 2026