"I don't want a wife, I want to be a knight of the Kingsguard and live only to serve and defend the king,"
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he deliberately angled it toward the knight, as though pointing an accusing finger at him.
“ I understand now that you are not a man preoccupied with proving his worth. But will we at least have the pleasure of seeing you in the lists during this tourney ? ”
“ They never get the chance, because I unhorse them first. I am considered one of the leading favorites for the upcoming tourney. I imagine many will dread facing me. ”
He listened attentively to the man’s words while taking a sip from the cup of wine the servant had just +
He rolled his eyes.
“Those knights know what would happen to them if they struck you any harder. Have they ever knocked you to the ground in a tournament before?”
He pursed his lips and ran his hand through his hair. “My father didn’t bestow any honour upon me. He gave me+
lilac eyes held the knight’s gaze.
“ But know this : sometimes, winning something through your own strength is far more gratifying than having it handed to you through inheritance. ”
He carefully set the dagger down upon the table. The blade let out a faint, grating sound as +
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“ A dragon never doubts his worth. ”
He struck the table more firmly with the pommel of his dagger, his features tightening slightly, betraying either anger or, at the very least, a simmering frustration.
“ Thank him ? Most certainly. Many bastards remain in the shadows. +
"You think about being worthy far too much. I’d almost think you had a problem with it."
He grumbled softly. He kept his eyes fixed on the face opposite him and crossed his arms over his chest. "I’ve no problem with whether I’m worthy of anyone or not. I don’t care about my+
By making you a lord, he bestowed upon you the greatest honor imaginable. ”
With a snap of his fingers, he signaled for a servant to refill his cup of wine.
“ Is that not the duty of knights ; to ride into battle, to fight, to defend their honor and that of the realm ? ” +
“ Let us hope you don't find yourself matched against one of those hedge knights, against whom victory would earn you no prestige at all... ”
Aerion allowed himself the faintest hint of a smile.
“ The members of House Targaryen will be present in great numbers. Perhaps you +
pale lilac eyes met the knight’s gaze with unmistakable coldness.
“ A legitimized bastard, then ? A remarkably fortunate rise... I can only hope you prove worthy of the charge your father has entrusted to you. ”
He spun the dagger’s pommel across the table, as though using the gesture to divert attention.
“ Battlefields and political games are far more fitting places than a brothel to prove one’s worth... especially for men who already receive all the attention they deserve. ”
His +
He smiled slowly. "Then you’re mistaken. You come to brothels to show who you are. A lord; he wants to show what he’s capable of. A knight; he wants to show his strength. Everyone has a role..."
He studied the figure before him, as if curious. He licked his lips and laughed.+
“ Brothels are full of people unworthy of their ranks and their vows. ”
As though he had not spent time in brothels himself...
His tone was sharp and almost mocking, as his hands idly toyed with a dagger he had just drawn from his belt.
“ I am curious to know how a man of +
He rolled his eyes.
“Because you were born a prince. I wasn’t born a lord. I was born a bastard. I’m not ashamed of that.”
His lips curled upwards and he laughed. “I worked in a brothel for a long time. I had many nobles and many lords as clients.”
“ A lord ? And where, exactly, are your lands ? ”
A laugh escaped the Targaryen’s lips, which then curled into a sarcastic smirk.
“ I am surprised that you are a lord and yet fail to notice that you have a prince standing before you. I am far more accustomed to power than +