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

The night is getting darker.

Red Fort, Holy Cathedral.

Rows of tallow candles burned, their light dispersing the darkness.

Rhaegar sat before the circular altar, his palms baking in the candlelight.

Boom——

The door of the church opened, and Elik announced: "Your Majesty, the prince and princess have arrived."

Rhaegar remained silent, looking at Balerion's skull on the altar.

"Father."

Belron looked puzzled and stepped forward.

Accompanying him is the listless Daenerys.

"Balerion is the only remaining creature to have seen ancient Valyria before the Doom."

Rhaegar spoke calmly and turned to face the pair of children.

Belron and Daenerys were startled when they heard this, and looked at the huge black dragon skull at the same time.

Rhaegar leaned forward, took a child with one hand, and asked seriously: "Balerion is a legend. What can you see from it?"

"powerful."

Bellon answered unconfidently.

Daenerys tilted her head and guessed: "Ancient?"

"No!"

Rega smiled and shook his head, and said seriously: "It's inheritance."

Balerion followed Aenar all the way to Dragonstone, and followed the conqueror to found the Targaryen dynasty.

It is ancient and noble, continuing the bloodline of the dragon.

Just like the pair of children in front of me, they are the continuation of my own bloodline.

Belron seemed to understand, and said: "Balerion's experience can be traced back to before the doomsday catastrophe, and the family was already strong at that time."

"There are many dragon kings who are more powerful than the Targaryens, and we are not the only ones."

Rhaegar recalled Daenith's dream, where dragons roared in the Fourteenth Fire Peak.

Young Balerion was just one of them.

It seems that he is still a relatively rejected masterless dragon.

"Father?"

Belron and Daenerys were confused and didn't know the purpose of their father calling them here.

Before going out, they played in their rooms.

Sir Eric suddenly came to the door and brought them there without any explanation.

Rega came to his senses and asked with a smile: "I heard that you made a new friend today?"

It was natural for Belron to ask, as Daenerys didn't go out at all.

This kid had a great day.

Bellon's eyes lit up and he happily shared: "I met Rigi, she is the girl who helped me on Chaotou Island."

"Any more?"

Rhaegar continued to ask.

Verron hesitated for a moment and thought: "Duke Leonor is very introverted, but fortunately he has a good personality."

In addition to this, there is a small boatwright named Erin.

Lord Sea Serpent introduced him and arranged for his younger brother Aemon to serve as a squire.

It is said that he accompanied Imon to grow flowers and teach stone carving, wood carving and other subjects.

Rhaegar's eyes flickered, but he did not pursue the matter carefully, and said seriously: "Tomorrow morning, you two will take a boat to Myr with Anna, and Sir Alec will accompany you and protect you."

"Mir, why?"

Bellon didn't know why.

Rhaegar was in a complicated mood and told the truth: "Your mother is going back to Lys and will take sisters Aemon and Benila with her. I have changed your itinerary."

Rhaenyra insisted on this, and no one could stop her.

But sisters Belron and Daenerys, there is no benefit in accompanying them.

Rhaegar made a temporary decision and sent the three siblings to Myr.

In the Kingdom of Three Daughters, Lys and Tyrosh each have their own masters.

It's time for Myr to have a decent ruler.

Rhaegar approached Daenerys, put her daughter into her arms, and stroked her soft cheek: "You must take good care of Anna and teach her to study well in Myr."

"Ana will learn differently from us?"

Daenerys raised her head, her purple eyes full of desire for exploration.

Rega smiled: "You will know when we get there. You are allowed to bring Blizzard with you."

The eldest son inherits the Iron Throne, and the eldest daughter inherits the Vale.

On the premise that Aemon and Maekar each inherit a city-state, Myr will be left to the second daughter Anna.

Anna and Baelon are indistinguishable from each other, and in the future they will still be under the direct control of the Iron Throne.

One is to enhance the strength of the three siblings, and the other is to use Myr to get rid of Rhaenyra's control of the eldest son.

Rhaenyra was so prejudiced that it clouded Baelon's judgment.

Hearing this, Bellon asked anxiously: "Should I separate from Aemon?"

"This is only temporary. Aemon also needs to get familiar with Rhys."

Rhaegar advised.

Belron said gloomily: "He will miss me."

The brothers were born twins and have been inseparable since childhood.

Eamonn was burned yesterday and lay on his bed crying for half the night.

Rega rubbed his eldest son's head and said helplessly: "I believe he will miss you too."

The relationship between the eldest son and the second son is indeed deep.

In contrast, Maekar had been alone in Volantis for a month, and the two brothers were not in a hurry.

Belron was very reluctant and asked: "Why does mother want to go back to Reese? We just came back?"

"Mrs. Lanner is unwell and she needs to take care of her."

Rhaegar's answer was official.

"It's about what happened yesterday, right?"

Belron's mind was clear and he immediately thought of the reason.

Rhaegar shrugged, unable to answer.

"Mother is too willful!"

Belron pursed his lips and complained softly.

"I don't deny this."

Rega smiled bitterly and added: "But you are not allowed to say such things again."

Rhaenyra had always been willful, but her fault was not hers alone.

It's okay to be apart for a while.

After Aegon's wedding, he will consider exploring the Sea of ​​Smoke for the second time to find the young dragon and the dragon's horn.

With Rhaenyra in charge of Lys, he would feel much more at ease.

Belron obeyed his father's words, but he was still very disappointed.

Rhaegar had no choice but to persuade: "Ms. Lanner's child is very important and will be your helper in the future."

"I do not like."

Belron turned his head and spoke angrily.

"Keep yourself in shape, Bellon."

Rega frowned, not wanting to see a foolish boy who was acting on his own initiative.

Belron had no choice but to close his mouth in frustration.

"Come on, I'll teach you some skills."

Rhaegar took a child by the hand and said solemnly: "People say that the dragon is the last magic of ancient Valyria, but it is not accurate."

Belron and Daenerys looked curiously.

Buzz——

With a thought in Rhaegar's mind, bronze dragon scales appeared on his body, forming an all-round armor.

"Wow!~"

Belron was so excited that his jaw almost dropped.

"Bronze, one of the runes I have."

Rega introduced the basics of runes and explained: "You are still young. The binding spell develops the magic power in your blood. It is time to learn a real magic."

"Can the same be done in the academy?"

Belron's eyes shone, he put his unhappiness behind, and touched the bronze dragon scales with obsession.

Knock it with your fist, and there will be a bang bang sound.

It sounds solid at first listen.

Rega chuckled and said proudly: "Of course, you are my children."

Without saying much, he held a pair of children's wrists and taught them how to mobilize the fire magic in their blood.

Belron and Daenerys studied very carefully and memorized the path of magic.

Although he failed to condense a single bronze, he had already reached the threshold.

"Father, this feels so amazing."

Belron clenched his fists and gathered all his strength together.

"Still early."

Rega rubbed his head and warned: "Don't use it indiscriminately, just remember it."

"Yes!" Bellon agreed.

Daenerys's face turned red as she tried to mobilize the fire magic in her blood.

After a while, I couldn't hold it in any longer and let out a long sigh of relief.

Rhaegar looked amused, took out a dragon-horn dagger from his arms, handed it to the brothers and sisters, and said, "Look, I borrowed it from your grandfather."

"Dragon horn dagger!"

Belron took the dagger and fumbled with it carefully like a treasure.

At the beginning of the family, there were four pieces of Valyrian steel.

The clan swords "Blackfire" and "Dark Sisters".

As well as the Conqueror's Crown and the Dragon-Horn Dagger of Inar the Exile.

In front of the two children, Rhaegar touched the rippled steel blade of the dagger with his finger, and a wisp of flame spread quickly.

Zhila!

The temperature was so high that Bellon let out a hiss and let go of his hand because it was so hot.

"careful."

Daenerys' face tightened, she took her brother's hand and blew on the burn.

"He's fine."

Rhaegar was a cruel father. He picked up the dagger and placed it in front of the brothers and sisters. He said seriously: "Take a good look to see what's on it."

Belron glanced at his sister, his eyes falling on the red-hot dagger.

The dagger was emitting white smoke, and its surface looked like it was hollowed out, with a few lines of tiny characters floating on it.

Bellon watched carefully and translated word by word:

"A Song of Ice and Fire……"

…

Slaver's Bay.

Meereen, ruined square.

"Hiss... Ga..."

The golden dragon was lying on the ground, dissatisfied with the black burns all over its body, and whining feebly.

Under the moonlight, a silver-haired figure stood.

"Prince, the fleet is ready."

Gray Worm lowered his head and walked closer and spoke stiffly.

It can be seen that he is not very willing.

"Prepare enough supplies. The wise master of Yunkai will pay for it."

Dai Meng didn't look back, looking at the bright moon in the night sky.

"yes!"

Gray Worm took a deep breath and quietly retreated.

If I couldn't beat him, I really wouldn't want to serve him.

Thinking of this, he looked sideways at the outside of the square.

"Hiss..."

A scarlet giant worm lies on the ground, like a snake with its neck stretched out, and a ferocious dragon kisses and chews a goat.

Each member of the Targaryens is like an unshakable god to ordinary people.

"well!"

Damon put his hands in front of his lower abdomen, a trace of melancholy appearing on his stern face.

He was impulsive and was ostracized by his relatives.

"My fathers all had their own supreme honor."

Damon looked up to the sky and sighed, raising his hand to gently touch the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, his eyes becoming increasingly gloomy.

He was driven out of King's Landing and stripped of his Targaryen glory.

It seems ordinary, but this is not the first time he has done this.

But this time, he couldn't think of how to return to the family.

Family is always the most important thing to him.

Damon took a deep breath and rubbed his face with both hands, as if to make himself more awake.

Letter from Volantis, Lannal is pregnant again.

When Damon heard the news, he was more shocked than surprised.

He had decided on Benila as the heir, and for this reason he had left the white maggots aside.

Now Lanner is pregnant and may still be a boy.

Really everything is impermanent.

Damon glanced at the seriously injured Yang Yan, thought of his unborn child, and murmured in a low voice: "My promise is still valid, and I will catch a unique dragon for you."

According to the original plan, after conquering Volantis and Slaver's Bay, he would explore the Sea of ​​Smoke with Rhaegar and the Sea Serpent.

Now the relationship has broken down and the plans have fallen through.

But Dimon doesn't want to give up and plans to try it alone.

There are many buried treasures in the Sea of ​​Smoke.

My good nephew Rhaegar had found a secret treasure in it, and also brought out a hatchable dragon egg.

The wild dragon Mogul also emerged from the Sea of ​​Smoke.

Daemon believed that treasures were available to everyone, including the young dragons in the Sea of ​​Smoke.

He wanted to use this method to redeem his lost honor.

"Follow me to inspect the fleet, Korakshu!"

Daemon's eyes were stern, and he turned and walked towards the scarlet giant worm.

"Hiss..."

Korakshu's pupils were cold, and he swallowed the charred goat in a few mouthfuls, flapped his wide dragon wings and swayed into the sky.