Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 116: Is Prophecy Inevitable?

Daenerys knew she was dreaming.

This wasn't the first time.

The first dream happened the night she touched the dragon eggs, and it was a nightmare.

In the blurry, dark space, Viserys's ferocious face was particularly prominent. As usual, he screamed and kicked her, "You have awakened the wrath of the sleeping dragon!"

"You have awakened the sleeping dragon..." Viserys's actions were merciless.

The pain was so real, her brother's anger so familiar, that she thought she had returned to Illyrio's courtyard, and that the journey across the Narrow Sea and the sights of the Red Keep were just false dreams.

She tried her best to escape, with Viserys chasing closely behind.

"You want to see me make a fool of myself?!"

Her brother's voice was frantic and shrill, like a shriek.

"I am the true dragon! I am the King of Westeros! Dany, have you sided with the usurper? How dare you disobey my orders? Stop!"

Daenerys remembered her first meeting with King Joffrey, when her brother knelt on the ground, trembling.

From that day on, Viserys was more timid and panicked than she had ever been at her weakest, turning a blind eye to any humiliation, but secretly gnashing his teeth, his eyes becoming increasingly strange and terrifying as he looked at her.

Daenerys couldn't help but be glad that she was in the Red Keep.

Behind her, Viserys began to sob, his voice gradually receding, growing fainter and fainter.

Daenerys stopped and looked back.

Viserys was lying motionless in the dark cave, his arched back twitching slightly, like a wounded little beast.

Then, a crack opened in the cave where Viserys was, and flames and golden light poured out from it.

Daenerys's heart trembled.

It wasn't a cave, but an eye overlooking the world, its sharp, slender pupils staring straight at her, almost suffocating her.

Daenerys only wanted to retreat, but her body wouldn't obey, and she couldn't move an inch.

Ugh ah~~

Viserys held his head back, letting out a painful and desperate scream.

Pop.

Viserys disappeared completely, like a bubble.

The massive eye suddenly rose higher.

Then, the whole world lit up, and endless flames condensed into countless giant pillars of fire.

Under the fiery light, scales as black as the night piled up into a steep form, like a mountain rock. Two dragon wings spread out, covering the entire sky.

Daenerys slowly raised her head inch by inch.

A pair of eyes like molten lava were looking at her, meeting her gaze.

Dragon, black dragon.

It opened its mouth, and flames shot out from it.

Daenerys suddenly woke up.

The sunlight outside the window was warmly hot, but she was trembling all over, covered in cold sweat.

She lay on the bed in a daze for a long time.

After that, King Joffrey walked in, and Viserys closed the door from the outside.

The young king sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand and asking with concern, as if the two were good friends, confidants, or even intimate lovers.

His eyes were very beautiful, like a calm green lake. Daenerys told him about her dream.

The king told her that it was a dragon dream, and that many people in the Targaryen family had dreamed of it, and that it was said to contain prophecies about the future.

Dragon. Daenerys thought of the black dragon egg the king had sent.

Is this the black dragon in the dream?

She began to look forward to the second dragon dream. Perhaps she would see the black dragon again, and this time she would no longer be afraid. The black dragon was a harbinger of the future, a guardian spirit hatched from the dragon egg.

The second dragon dream appeared the day after the blood sacrifice.

But this time there was no black dragon, but three dragon eggs as tall as a person, with the same color and texture as the three she held to sleep.

She stood in the middle of them, stroking each scale obsessively, so charming, as if possessing magic.

No, they did possess magic.

The dragon eggs were breeding magic dragons, which once soared in the sky, spewed flames, and won Westeros for the Targaryens.

Joffrey's smile flashed through her mind, and Daenerys's reverie stopped immediately.

The Iron Throne already belonged to the Baratheons.

She hugged the black dragon egg, pressed her face against it, the scalding temperature and powerful heartbeat coming together, full of vitality, as if it could hatch at any time.

Daenerys thought confusedly about her future.

Viserys didn't seem like a good king in the past, and now it was impossible for him to become king at all.

So what should I do?

Listening to the heartbeat of the dragon egg, Daenerys lowered her head, the ground was crimson, similar to the color of the Red Keep.

In fact, life in the Red Keep was not bad. There was no more beating and scolding from her brother, no more fear of being assassinated, there were people to serve her, no need to worry about food and clothing, and there were many playmates and games. Except for that Sansa Stark.

Daenerys knew what Sansa was thinking. It was nothing more than fear that she would steal her fiancé.

Nevertheless, compared to the various encounters in Essos, Sansa's petty actions still seemed so gentle and polite, almost like playing around, but adding some fun to the dull daily life.

Just live like this? Abandon the so-called ambition to restore the country?

Daenerys was a little hesitant.

Viserys repeated to her countless times that the Iron Throne was the glory and natural right of the Targaryens, and that the true dragon was the king of Westeros.

The crimson on the ground began to flow, gradually leaping up, and finally turning into a sea of fire.

She vaguely heard the roar inside the dragon egg.

Dragon dreams are some kind of prophecy. She thought, let this dream make the decision for me.

All three dragon eggs let out the roar of a true dragon, one after another, louder and louder, gradually forming a rhythm, like an ancient and mysterious ballad.

So she stood in the middle of the dragon eggs, waiting for the verdict.

However, King Joffrey appeared abruptly, and the entire dream froze with it, and the dancing flames also stopped moving, turning into still lifes in a painting.

King Joffrey looked around, then took her hand and walked towards the milky white dragon egg.

"Prophecy? I don't believe in that kind of thing."

The king smiled softly, "When the dragon egg hatches, you will be the master of this white dragon. What I say is definitely accurate."

Daenerys sighed silently in her heart.

Is this still the prophecy of the dragon dream? What should I do?

Later, Daenerys had several more dragon dreams, but King Joffrey's figure appeared every time, and the dream almost became a secret stronghold for the two of them.

Until this dream now.

She appeared in the boundless ice and snow, and on the dark night sky, the stars wept blood.

Roar~

The behemoth was roaring. The wind swept in with ice and snow, and Daenerys could hardly open her eyes.

Roar~ Roar~

Similar roars came from behind, and the air seemed to be a little warmer, not enough to freeze people stiff.

The behemoths rose into the air and fought each other in the sky.

One side was spitting frost, and the other was spewing flames. Ice dragon and fire dragon.

Under the occasional lighting of the fire, Daenerys looked forward, and an endless number of dead people stood all over the earth.

Deeper in, a pale moon had cracks that flew out countless ice dragons.

There were only three fire dragons in the sky.

"Dragon... don't..." Daenerys didn't know what this foreshadowed, but it definitely wasn't a good thing.

Step~ Step~

Footsteps came from the snow behind her, and a familiar man's voice said, "Don't be afraid, it's just a prophecy, the future is in the hands of mankind."

The man threw out an inconspicuous metal ball.

An unprecedented explosion overturned everything.

On the bed, Daenerys opened her eyes.

The handsome young man smiled very gently, and his fiery eyes made people blush.

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