(Aerion's POV)
"What?" I said as I looked at him
He nodded as he wiped his nose, "You heard me." He said
"M-My Prince, please reconsider..." Maester Gerardys said shakily, "That is not a good idea."
"Oh it's not?" Daemon said as he spat on the ground, "I think it's a wonderful idea."
My eye twitched, "I know what you're trying to do." I said, "It's not going to work."
"You care about your children?" He said, "You care about them? Then fight me for them."
"As if you have any say of where they go." I said as I pushed the guards off of me, "You're nothing more than a deadbeat, get your head out of your ass."
"Right here, boy." He said as he pointed to the ground, "Right now."
This was stupid. I have no idea what has gotten into his head, why is he doing this???
"You're mad." I said with a scowl, "I'm not going to fight you in a duel to the death. If I wanted to kill you, I'd done it already!!"
"That's because you are weak!" He spat, "You are not fit for-"
"Fit for what?!" I shouted, "What the fuck are you so obsessed about? Is it power all that you care about?! Are you like those wretched weak-willed idiots who are obsessed with the Iron Throne, seeking power like crazed mongrels?! You are Targaryen! I am Targaryen!! We are the Dragon's Blood, we don't fucking need a stupid fucking chair for people to recognize that! The Chair needs us! Only we can hold that fucking thing and the Realm together and if you don't understand that, then Viserys was right when he disinherited you."
His face hardened as he looked at me, placing his hand on his sword, "What?" He said, "And you're not the same?"
"All my life, I've only done things for you....." I said seriously, "To seek your approval, your attention, yet you never once acknowledge me. All of that was for fucking nothing. Well, not anymore. Nothing I do now is for you, it's for her."
"Her, huh?" He said, "Not for yourself?"
"You call me weak, Father..." I said, "I'm not weak. I'm not you. Who only does nothing but run. Two grandchildren, Daemon Targaryen, you have two grandchildren, and I was there for both of their births. That alone....that puts me above you. But right now? I want you out of here, now. I won't ask again."
Suddenly, he drew his sword and charged forward. Almost out of instinct, I drew Lady Rhea and parried his sword thrust, he had somehow managed to get past the guards with blinding speed.
As he staggered, I swung my blade at him, a reaction I could not control.
"No!" Maester Gerardys shouted
I watched as he dropped Dark Sister, the steel thudding on the ground. For some reason, my ears were ringing, I could only see his body fall down to the ground as drops of blood flew in the air.
My stomach sank, a feeling of dread filling my entire body. I didn't know what I had done, I was just acting out of instinct, I felt the danger; he tried to plunge his blade into me. The ringing got louder as dark thoughts filled my head, whispering to me and calling the one word I did not want to be called "Kinslayer".
I then snapped out of it when I heard him groaning in pain, I saw that he clutched his face as blood poured through his fingers.
"Shit...." I said as I took a step forward
"My Prince!" Maester Gerardys said as he ran towards him
"Step away." I said as I walked forwards
He stopped and slowly walked backwards, "L-Lord Aerion?"
"All of you, stay standing where you are." I told the guards
I kicked his hand out of his face and I saw that there was a massive cut running from the bridge of his nose diagonally down to his left side of the cheek, blood pouring out. After his thrust was parried, he must've immediately stepped back, otherwise, his head would've been separated into two.
I stomped my foot on his chest as I gritted my teeth, "You...." I growled, "You tried to kill me?"
He looked at me, blood getting on his left eye, "You...." He said, "Did not think you had it in you. To strike your own father with a sharp blade."
"I didn't think you would thrust your blade at your own son." I said pointing Lady Rhea down at him, watching as a bit of his blood dripped from its tip, "That's a fucking crime. You were going to kill me? Your own flesh and blood? You will curse yourself for eternity? A Kinslayer?"
"Haha..." He laughed as he winced in pain, "You believe in that shite."
I pushed my boot down harder, "I should fucking curse myself..." I growled as I glared at him, "Every single thought in my head is constantly fighting against each other, debating whether or not I should plunge this blade into you....."
"Should be easy enough for you..." He smirked, "Considering you've killed so much...."
"Wipe that stupid fucking smirk off your face, it's infuriating...." I said, "Why? Why must you be like this? Why can't you just fuck right off to Pentos?! And stay there!!"
"There's no point in it." He said as he gulped, "Nah, there's no reason to stay there anymore?"
"Why is that?" I asked, "You've stayed there for years, I figured you'd moved on by now."
"Because you....." He started as he looked at me
"What?" I said, "Spit it out!"
"You had a brother!!" He shouted
There was silence for a few moments, before processing what I've just heard.
I widened my eyes, "What?" I said
"You had a brother." He repeated, "A bastard, but a brother. I stayed there to confirm it was mine and well, he was. He had my hair, my eyes, but his mother's face, I suppose."
"What do you mean had?" I asked, "W-What happened?"
"He died." He said as he grimaced, more blood pouring out of his wound, "He was only alive for a few weeks."
"You're lying..." I said
"Is that something I would lie about?" He asked
"Ask that again and think about it for a second." I said with a scowl, "You..."
I looked into his eye, the one that didn't have blood on it. He was serious. He was telling the truth.
"Fucking hells...." I said as I stepped way from him, "Stitch him up..."
"You should kill me...." I heard him say
"Shut up..." I said as I wiped the tip of Lady Rhea, my back to him as Maester Gerardys reached him
"Aerion...." He said, "Just fucking end my misery....."
I sighed, "I told you to shut up." I said as I closed my eyes
I don't know what to feel anymore. For some reason, all of my anger just left my body, I was just mentally tired of this. All of this. I have told him already, that I don't want to see him. But he does this stupidity. I don't wanna waste my energy on something as foolish as this.
Was all this just an act to get my attention? Was this just in response of his grief? I don't know, I shouldn't feel pity for the man. I really shouldn't.
"You don't understand." He said, "I kille-"
"I don't wanna hear it." I said walking away, "Lock him in one of the rooms, grab Dark Sister and bring it to my chambers."
"Aerion!" He called out for me, "Don't walk away from me!"
"Hm." I said as I walked through the open doors, "That's rich..."
"Coming from you."
[a/n: Well, how's that for a bamboozle?
also, guys, for those who have a hard-on for the idea of Aerion killing Daemon, let me just say this: Murder, Kinslaying, Patricide. That's what that would've been called.
I mean, even if Aerion accepted the Duel, it would've still been Kinslaying and Patricide, technically. No matter who it is, you get shunned if you're a Kinslayer. And Aerion? Yea, he's not down for that. Look at the Trial by Seven in Dunk and Egg(spoilers), Maekar accidentally killed Baelor and was still dubbed a Kinslayer, so even if it was a proper Combat Trial, it's still going to be frowned upon.
Also, another Father and Son duel so soon was kinda meh, we just saw it in the Tourney.
But for real now, I might upload one more chapter tonight and will contemplate on putting things on hold, for now. }