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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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    [—“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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