Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

Westeros continent.

Since Aegon the Conqueror harnessed the dragon and led his wife and sisters Queen Visenya and Queen Rhaenys to defeat the Seven Kingdoms.

The continent is united.

Starting from Aegon's accession to the throne, it is called the first year of Aegon, which is the year 1AC.

Take the first year as the limit.

It was BC before unification and AC after unification.

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109AC.

Valley, Runestone City.

"The Royce family is one of the oldest and noble nobles in the valley. The family emblem is a pile of pebbles between two lines of runes on an orange background."

In an attic of the castle, an old bachelor was holding a book and talking.

The environment is well decorated, with bear skins and swords hanging on the walls, revealing low-key luxury and toughness.

In front of him, there were two students sitting side by side.

Aemon covered it up with the book he stood up, lowered his head and yawned hard.

I'm so sleepy, I can't stand it anymore.

I didn't sleep well last night. I had random strange dreams when I closed my eyes.

When William, the young man sitting on the left, saw this, he cast a contemptuous glance and straightened his back to listen attentively.

Aemon noticed it and didn't take it seriously at all.

What's pitiful is that he is only eight years old, a full five years younger than the other party.

He is not as knowledgeable as the guy who was accompanying him.

It is said that a child without a mother is like a grass, and a child without a father cannot have enough to eat.

His situation was different.

There is a count mother who loves hunting, and a father who never comes home all year round.

Both were hands-off shopkeepers, forgetting their only son Aemon.

It's so painful for the child.

Aemon was accustomed to it, and the soul from the time traveler was happy like this.

A high school student with clear eyes, eating popsicles and humming a song, got "good luck" while crossing the road.

Every time I close my eyes and open them again, I have been reincarnated.

Today, his name is Aemon Targaryen, a descendant of true dragons with pure blood.

His father's name is Daemon Targaryen. He is highly capable and rebellious, but he also has a good brother who is the king.

Very powerful.

My mother’s name is Leia Royce. She comes from the Royce family in the valley and is the current Countess of Runestone City.

Unfortunately, the relationship between the couple was at odds and almost broke up.

Thanks to the 101 Great Council of that year, the then regent of the Eagle's Nest City and guardian of the canyon, "Jobert Royce" took action and worked hard to make plans for the future generations.

He is Mrs. Leia's uncle, and he passed Runestone City to his niece.

Daemon and his brother Viserys' wives are both from the Vale. If they want to compete with competitors in terms of hard power, they will inevitably need the help of the Vale.

Jobert's conditions were simple, as long as Damon slept with his niece.

Daemon despises his wife, calling her a "bronze woman" and sarcastically saying that goats in the valley are more attractive than women.

Therefore, the two never consummated their marriage.

With the motivation to help his brother fight for the Iron Throne, plus some coercion and inducement from Jobert.

Damon agreed.

Only once, Aemon was created who did not exist in the first place.

"Obviously my mother is very good-looking, but she really has no taste."

Aemon was fighting before his eyes, and his body almost fell on the table.

After rebirth, my mentality is very stable.

God let him be a child, so he should do what a child should do.

Be happy and enjoy the childhood that adults dream of.

When he grows up, he will be able to stop the tragedy of "Dance of Blood Dragons".

Boom!

The old bachelor took one look at the student who didn't like to study, closed the book, knocked on the wall, and stopped teaching: "Aemon, can you tell me what the Royce family's language is?"

"We will remember it!" Aemon replied.

"Yes, we will remember it."

The old bachelor nodded with satisfaction, staring at the person with a profound look that made him feel uneasy.

Aemon secretly yawned again and whispered: "Maester Seuss, why don't you ask the Targaryen family's language."

"Because your mother doesn't like Targaryens."

The old bachelor answered fluently.

Aemon frowned and pointed at himself: "I am Targaryen."

Look at the silky silver blonde hair and the violet pupils.

Looks very Targaryen, right?

The old bachelor cast a sympathetic look, slowly closed his book, and prepared to leave after class.

"Huh?" Aemon tilted his head.

Then I realized that my mother didn't like me very much either.

Who told him to have a father who was hated by others.

…

get out of class is over.

Aemon cheered up, got rid of the young boy who was accompanying him, and walked briskly around the corridor back to his room.

In the huge Rune Stone City, there is no place suitable for children to wander around.

As soon as he entered the door, the old nun in charge of education came up to him: "Prince, do you want to have lunch first, or recite the Seven Sacred Scriptures?"

Aemon's face fell slightly and he waved his hand: "I'm tired. Let's take a nap first and talk again in half an hour."

He was really a little sleepy, not because he didn't want to recite the Seven Gods' Regulations.

After coaxing the old nun away, Aemon lay on the bed bored, completely different from his lively and quirky persona outside.

After lying down for a while, I couldn't help but feel anxious. I looked up and saw that no one was around.

He got out of bed, walked to the corner next to the bed and pulled out a round black steel stove.

Click!

He raised his hand to open the lid, and steaming heat came out.

Yi Mengxun's face turned red, and he took out a dark egg from the stove filled with red charcoal.

The oval-shaped egg is almost a foot long.

Eamonn seemed unable to feel the temperature, holding the black egg and looking back and forth, muttering: "Why hasn't it hatched yet?"

The eggs that Targaryen has are naturally dragon eggs.

The little hand stroked the surface, and the eggshell was covered with a layer of diamond-shaped scales, which was as hard as stone.

Every Targaryen newborn would be placed in the cradle.

If the shell can be hatched, the young dragon can grow up with the newborn.

As a child who was not loved by his father and mother, Aemon had never had a mouthful of breast milk.

The black dragon egg in his hand was taken out of the dragon cave by his great-grandfather, the "Centenarian King" Jaehaerys I, and placed in the cradle of his great-grandson.

And this old man died in 104AC.

"Your dragon mother is so prolific, you are a bit disappointing."

Aemon looked at it for a while and became more worried, pointing at the dragon egg.

I heard that dragon eggs are produced by the mother dragon Dreamfire.

That is a light blue dragon that is old, large, and very prolific.

It's not Aemon's fault that he is worried, it's really that the future history is too bumpy.

Today is the peak of the Targaryen dynasty.

In the near future, the number of dragon riders in the family will surge unprecedentedly, and they will engage in a cruel and bloody "Dance of the Dragons" to compete for the Iron Throne.

After a civil war, the dragons are almost extinct, and their bloodline is thin and withering.

The honor given by the surname has been lost, and the seven kingdoms have gradually forgotten their former horror.

Aemon is here, of course, hoping to avoid this tragedy.

But if you want to play a role, you must first have the ability to protect yourself.

He knows clearly that dragons are the fastest way to turn things around.

A Targaryen without a dragon is worse than a salted fish!

Since he moved to Runestone City at the age of three, he has been secretly looking forward to the hatching of dragon eggs and taming a dragon that has been with him since childhood.

Although, the hatched dragon may not be as powerful as the dragons wandering in the wild and the dragons left by the previous kings.

But it is a bright road after all, worth all the efforts.

"Alas!"

Little Aemon lay back weakly, where can he get a dragon?

The dragon egg is not doing well. It has not hatched in eight years.

There are no dragons in Runestone City. Do they have to go to Dragonstone Island...

Just as he was about to put down the hot dragon egg, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Discover an item containing magic power, gain magic essence +3."

Aemon was startled when he heard the voice, and sat up straight on the spot.

A new book is opened, happy, and flowers are scattered.