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Aerion stalked around the kitchen island and came towards them, stepping into Dunk’s personal space. He was a great deal shorter than Dunk, whose view now was of a head of pale hair, still damp from swimming.
“Go on,” Aerion shrugged, “I promise not to bite.”
Dunk leaned closer and took a whiff of his silvery hair. Pool water, sunshine, and that haunting warm sweetness, catching in his nose and making his brain go a little fuzzy. He leaned away hastily.
“What do I smell of then?” Aerion asked, looking up at him with a glint in his glassy violet eyes.
Dunk cleared his throat. “Not much. The swimming pool,” he said.22 year old Dunk is hired to help Egg with his football training over the summer, there he meets Aerion Targaryen: 19, beautiful, arrogant, unstable, and with a scent that Dunk can't stop thinking about.