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    Maekar was a fighter from the very moment he was born. It was something his parents tried to soften, something the court looked at unfavorably.

    Baelor, well, he loved it. He loved him strong, loved him angry.

    He simply loved Maekar.

    Now, only if Maekar could stop fighting that very love.

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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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    “What is it, little brother?” he asks, the words touched with an ease that might almost be affectionate. “Has the hunt already lost its charm for you?”

    Maekar feels the faintest tightening in his jaw.

    Little brother

    It is not said cruelly—Baelor rarely says anything cruelly—but the phrase lands upon him with a quiet irritation all the same, carrying with it the unspoken implication that he remains, in Baelor’s eyes, something small and manageable, a younger creature to be guided rather than an equal to be admired.

    “Nothing is wrong,” Maekar answers after a moment, keeping his gaze fixed stubbornly upon the path ahead.

    or; a young maekar feels himself out of place at his father's hunting trip, his older brother is there to soothe him, even if maekar refuses

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    “I jested earlier about you cowering like a maiden,” he recalled.

    Dunk took a breath and held it fast as Lyonel walked his fingers up Dunk’s chest to his throat. A wild thing turned about in his mind, hackles raised and blood hot. It seemed Lyonel fanned its flames, heedless or perhaps fully aware of what he roused.

    “You have ‘polished your lance’, eh?”

    “I’ve… what?” Lyonel’s head met Dunk’s chest with a laugh. He had enough time to begin to feel offended before Lyonel looked up from beneath a stray tangle of hair. His eyes glinted in the candlelight; Dunk’s mouth went dry.

    “Fucked, lad. You’ve fucked someone, surely?” Lyonel searched his face for an answer. Dunk wished he had the skill of lying when pressed, but no easy tale came to his lips.

    “No. Seven fucking hells, you’re taking me for a fool, aren’t you?”

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    🦌 Lyonel Baratheon takes an interest in Dunk the night before the Tourney~ 🦌

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    Cursed in childhood by a blood witch to live as a dragon and granted human form only once each month, Duncan has long hidden in the deepest shadows of the Unnamed Island. For years, the wilderness kept his secret… until a royal hunting competition drives riders and hounds into his territory.

    There, he is discovered by Prince Aerion. And Aerion, who has always hungered for legends thought lost to time, decides he cannot—will not—let the last dragon slip through his grasp.

    ONGOING / I’m on vacation rn.

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