Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

"Hiss!"

As soon as the cobalt blue dragon appeared, it looked down proudly at a group of human cubs with its erect pupils, and let out a sharp roar.

"Brother, retreat quickly!"

Aemon's eyes widened, and he grabbed Belron and ran away.

"etc."

"etc!"

Two voices spoke in unison, calling to Eamonn who had planned his escape route.

Eamonn was extremely depressed and asked: "Why don't you run away and wait for me to call you the deceitful savior?"

If he could count on that stupid dragon, he would have chosen Volantis according to his third uncle's personality and ruled a free trade city as a prince in advance.

Belron pulled away his little hand, his eyes never leaving the dragon, and asked uncertainly: "It seems to be scaring us?"

"Really?" Eamonn said strangely.

Belron scratched his head: "Not necessarily."

"Then don't run away!"

With that said, Aemon dragged his brother away from the scene again.

Benila grabbed his back collar and said with a worried expression, "Why are you running away? That's Daeron's Tesarian."

The first stop was hers.

When Aemon heard this, he turned back to take a closer look at the dragon.

The wings are a deep cobalt blue, and the scales on the claws, horn crest, and belly shine like copper foil.

It is very large, with a visual range of more than fifteen meters, and is about to enter adulthood.

Aemon was startled and muttered in a low voice: "Hey, it seems to be my uncle's dragon."

Belron raised his forehead helplessly: "It's Daeron's dragon."

Dai Lun loves reading and rarely shows up, let alone traveling with a dragon.

Thesarian lives deep in the dragon's lair, hidden from others.

Renya led Meka forward and asked curiously: "Belron, do you recognize Thesselien?"

"do not know."

Belron shook his head and said doubtfully: "It's just inexplicably familiar."

He always felt this way.

Renya seemed to understand, and changed the subject: "Let's go to the dragon's lair first, there's no need to be afraid of it."

This "it" naturally refers to a certain proud dragon.

Theselion had a noble temperament and climbed out of the cave with graceful movements, his vertical pupils shining with the light of wisdom.

Feeling the gaze of the human cub, he climbed slowly and forcefully to the top of the temporary dragon lair, displaying a pair of cobalt blue wings.

"Hiss!"

Facing the strong sea breeze, it made a long neighing sound.

Belron looked at the towering dragon and sighed: "It's so beautiful, it's almost as beautiful as Yang Yan."

"Tesserion has a lazy personality, but he also loves beauty."

Renya smiled and said.

Aemon rolled his eyes: "A little female dragon?"

"Who knows for sure, it depends on whether it lays eggs."

Benila ended the topic and walked into the temporary dragon lair gate with her younger brothers and sisters.

The two stone doors have been closed for a long time, and their surfaces are covered with mottled marks.

After a lot of effort, several people managed to open a gap as wide as one person.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

As soon as he entered, two shrill screams suddenly appeared, followed by a fierce thumping sound.

When Benila heard the movement, her expression changed slightly: "Moon Dance!"

The hall was dimly lit, with moss growing everywhere, and two small dragon shadows could be vaguely seen running around.

"Hiss!"

A dragon shadow screamed, flapped its wings and landed in the center of the hall.

Green scales, a pearl-like horn crown, and a pair of gorgeous wing membranes like butterfly patterns.

Yue Wu's neck was torn with blood dripping from it.

Seeing the driver appear, he quickly stood in front of Benila like a protector.

"How is this going!"

Benila was so distressed that she held Yue Wu's neck and looked over it.

Renya also showed sympathy and comforted her sister softly.

Bellon sensed something was wrong and quietly winked at Aemon.

Eamonn was even more sensitive than him and had already retreated to the door with no way out.

Just when the brothers tried their best to cover up.

"Hiss..."

The dragon shadow in the darkness flew happily, swinging a long and slender dragon tail like a scorpion tail needle.

Before Sister Benila could react, Meka pointed her finger: "Liar!"

"It's over!"

Belron and Aemon slapped their foreheads, feeling that the boat of friendship was about to capsize.

"Hiss..."

The deceiver sprang out from the shadows, his dragon head raised proudly, like a general returning from victory.

Aemon observed it uneasily.

Dark green scales, intact.

Bright red wing membrane, intact.

The head, neck, paws, and tail are all intact.

"Phew, it's good that you're not hurt."

Aemon patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hiss..."

The deceiver came forward slimily, his dragon head cupping the little master's belly, as if begging for praise.

Aemon was embarrassed and secretly glanced at Benila's face.

"snort!"

Benila snorted coldly and turned away sulkily.

The two young dragons came together, with the distance between them no more than three meters.

Everyone compared the two young dragons with green scales.

Let’s talk about age first. Yuewu and Liar are the same age. One hatched in April and the other hatched at the end of December.

About eight months apart.

The deceiver grows rapidly and is more than four meters long.

Yuewu's development is not slow, but it is still a little inferior. It has just crossed the four-meter threshold.

Let’s look at the details.

Moon Dancer has a well-proportioned body shape and favors flexible mobility.

The deceiving spirit has a strong body, a pair of bright red dragon wings that are wide and large, and its claws, horn crest, and tail tip are all very sharp.

Combined with Moon Dancer's injuries, it is not difficult to guess that a conflict broke out between the two young dragons.

The deceiver seizes a great advantage by virtue of his physical strength.

The more Eamonn looked at it, the more he liked it, and couldn't help but praise: "Well done, you are a liar."

You won’t lose money every time you add a meal.

Benila felt it was harsh. Moon Dancer was injured in the first place, so she wanted to rub salt into the wound. She gritted her teeth and said, "Aemon, do you want to be beaten?"

Aemon shrank his neck, hid behind Belron, and said in dissatisfaction: "Brother, come on!"

Belron was stunned for a moment.

After looking at the heights of himself and Eamonn, which were less than one meter, and then comparing them with the taller Benila, he swallowed subconsciously.

"Gulu~"

Belron retreated silently, protecting Aemon in front of him: "Brother, you are the dragon knight."

"you……"

Aemon quickly tried to get out of the way, but was grabbed by the collar by a slender dark-skinned hand.

"Come here!"

There was no kindness in Benila's eyes, only malicious moves.

Girls develop early. At 9 years old, she is tall and can bully a little kid.

"Let me go, brother!"

Eamonn was really scared.

Benila sneered again and again: "You can scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will pay attention to you."

She changed diapers when she was a child, and she was very willing to do anything.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

The battle between the drivers was about to break out. Two green baby dragons joined the battlefield and faced each other from a distance.

Yue Wu had suffered losses and did not dare to act rashly.

The deceiver watched his little master being beaten, his eyes flashing with anticipation and curiosity.

"What a loyal dragon."

This is what Berron said.

Immediately, Belron left behind the siblings who were unilaterally beating them up, and walked towards the depths of the dragon's lair with Renya and Meka.

The temporary dragon's lair was improved from the ruins of the castle.

The hall was the main hall in the past. The upper rooms were full of holes and the wooden stairs were rotten.

The three of them walked down and entered the original cellar.

After decades of development, the cellar walls were broken down and connected to the cliff facing the sea, forming an arc-shaped crypt.

The crypt faces the sea, with sunlight and sea breeze pouring in together.

"Hiss~"

Before he had taken two steps, a slight hissing came from a corner where there was water.

Renya smiled and said, "Ling Ming, come to me."

"Hiss~"

A pale pink baby dragon climbed out of the pothole. It looked as beautiful as a colorful butterfly and flew lightly above the heads of the three people.

Belron looked up and said, "Ling Ming seems to have grown up a bit."

Dawn was born with a birth defect, and her growth rate was much slower than that of a normal young dragon.

Mingming and Yuewu hatched at the same time, barely reaching two meters in size, and unable to even carry people flying.

Renya had long been accustomed to stroking Dawn's pale pink scales.

Li Ming enjoyed the driver's caress. The dragon's head arched towards the other person, giving him a small horned crown like a black pearl.

Belron and Meka knelt down and stretched out their hands to explore together.

Liming was very familiar with them. She cowered in the driver's arms and acted coquettishly, but did not refuse.

After a long time, Renya sat on the ground and asked, "Belron, your dragon egg hasn't hatched yet?"

Her and her sister's dragon eggs both broke when they were 6 years old.

Belron held his chin in one hand and said honestly: "No, it looks like a stone egg."

His dragon eggs gave birth to Syracuse, whose scales were bronze.

Unfortunately, there has been no response.

Renya hesitated: "Have you considered taming a dragon?"

"Yes!" Bellon was decisive.

Rhaenyra became interested and asked: "Are you going to tame the young dragon in the dragon's lair of King's Landing, or the masterless dragon?"

After a pause, he suggested: "Sir Lanino's Sea Smoke is still wandering near the Dorne Sea. It is an adult dragon like Syracuse and Sunfire. What do you think?"

"Well……"

Verron doesn't speak, he organizes language.

Meka squatted on the ground, drew circles on the ground with his little hands, and said: "Brother wants a giant dragon, a real dragon!"

"Meka!"

It was as if Verron's little secret had been exposed, and he couldn't maintain his calm image.

Meka glanced at it, turned around slowly, and muttered softly: "It's not hard to guess what you are thinking."

As he spoke, he was still drawing circles in place.

Only Belron was left with a small, meaty back with a backpack on his back.

In the basket on his back, he placed his dark red dragon egg.

Renya snickered, fiddled with Meka's backpack, and asked, "Berron, why didn't you get a backpack to hold your own dragon eggs?"

Dragon eggs may hatch faster if they are exposed to people for a long time.

She and her sister have tried this before, never leaving the dragon egg in hand.

Belron's expression was unnatural and he said covertly: "My dragon eggs are placed in the bedroom."

Meka turned around and stared at her brother quietly.

Belron looked at him immediately and clenched his fists.

Meka curled her lips and turned back unhappy.

The two brothers are not honest at all.

Aemon was born a liar, just like his dragon.

Verron is very honest, but he always tells silly lies, and will become angry when exposed.

"I want a sister, a sister is good." Meka secretly cursed.

…

Climax City, guest house.

Helena was assigned a bedroom facing the sun. She sat upright and round on the balcony, resting her chin on her knees and looking out the window.

When you can't ride a dragon, you can only enjoy the scenery outside.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Helena's ears moved slightly, a warm color appeared in her eyebrows, and she whispered: "Brother, come in."

squeak——

Rega pushed the door open and asked with a smile: "Are your ears so good?"

"Just remember the sound of your footsteps."

Helena tilted her face, her long, smooth hair falling, and her eyes gazed at him tenderly.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, and closed the door with his backhand.

Then, he walked to the balcony.

Helena said coquettishly: "Sister, are you resting?"

"It's tiring to coax a child."

Rhaegar nodded first, then laughed: "Why does it look like an affair?"

Helena looked blank, and said unexpectedly: "Isn't it?"

As she spoke, a pair of small hands stretched out and hugged the other's waist.

Rhaegar had no choice but to let her hug him.

Rhaenyra had always known about it, but she didn't stop it.

The two were only one formal ceremony away from being like Jenny.

It should have been held earlier, but it was delayed because of the valley.