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    “It’s titled 'Aemond’s Fury.'”
    Turning away from the painting, Dunk spun around. Now he stood face-to-face with Aerion Targaryen in all of his glory. Shrouded in the simple black of a widower's garb and with a solemn expression on his face, he appeared remarkably harmless, yet, Dunk barely suppressed a shudder at his sight. Purely on instinct, his hand went to the hilt of his sword.
    Aerion rolled his eyes.
    “My Prince –”
    “My father commissioned the paintings upon my presentation. A fine work, though it hardly brings any comfort to a freshly presented man of seven-and-ten.”
    Though in the moment, Aerion appeared to lack the malice Dunk remembered him by, he still felt as though someone fixed his feet to the floor. The last time he had seen him, he had Aerion by his neck in front of Lord Ashford, and the proud prince still had not dealt him appropriate revenge.
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    Five years went by: upon receiving the news of Valarr's passing, Dunk and Egg journey back to King's Landing.

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