Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

Afternoon, the sun is shining brightly.

Aemon walked out of the queen's palace and was called to the throne room by the white knight.

Squeak!

Two white knights opened the door, revealing a solemn hall.

The black stone floor has weathered the passage of time, and the stone pillars carved with dragons stand tall.

An Iron Throne, completely black, standing like a jungle of swords.

Aemon looked around, strange and familiar at the same time.

The last time he came, his great-grandfather carried him.

"Aemon, come here."

Viserys stood under the Iron Throne, smiled and waved.

The proposals of the two close advisors were good, but neither of them was entirely in line with their wishes.

It's better to ask in person.

Eamonn put away his playful smile, walked closer and said, "You should sit on it."

"Oh, really?"

Viserys smiled slightly and sighed: "Everyone yearns for it, but they don't know how difficult it is to sit on it."

Aemon nodded: "Wearing the crown means power and responsibility."

"You are very insightful."

Viserys said in surprise.

Not asking, but surprised by his nephew's eyes.

At least Daemon and Rhaenyra couldn't understand this simple concept.

Eamonn had a bad intention.

After meeting the uncle's hopeful eyes, she took his left hand and said softly: "You worked hard and were injured for it."

Viserys shuddered and quickly retracted his leather-gloved palm.

Since sitting on the Iron Throne, he has often been cut by the broken blade on it.

There were several festering sores on his back, and even the little finger and ring finger of his left hand were amputated.

Drinking a lot of alcohol every day can't numb the pain.

But the physical pain could not erase the shock in my heart.

Aemon had only been back in King's Landing for three days, and he was already observing every detail.

It can be seen that behind his power, he has made heavy sacrifices.

"You called me here because you have something to announce?"

Aemon's eyes were full of innocence and he changed the topic.

It is enough to reveal that you are not stupid.

It's time to ask for favors.

Viserys was stunned for a while, then smiled and said, "Yes, you are a smart little guy."

Damn Damon, what kind of bad luck did you have?

He deserves to give birth to such a good son.

Do you understand?

When Aemon heard this, his face turned flattering: "Uncle, I saved Rhaenyra and the Duke of the West~"

He looked like he couldn't wait for the reward.

Viserys shook his head and laughed, lowered his head and asked, "It's a great achievement, what reward do you want?"

"No need. It's my duty to save Rhaenyra."

Aemon looked determined and patted his chest hard.

Although the white deer would never hurt anyone, it knocked away a Lannister master.

Of course you have to use some exaggerated rhetoric.

"You really think so?"

Viserys said amusedly.

"certainly."

Eamonn was convinced.

Viserys nodded lightly, deliberately delayed for a while, and laughed in the little guy's hot eyes: "Say it. Your king is not a stingy man, and he will not treat his meritorious officials ill."

What does it mean to save Rhaenyra without asking for a reward?

Then who will take action next time, and what will happen to Duke Jason who saved his life?

"Hehe, I'll say it then."

Eamonn was shameless.

Viserys gave him an encouraging look.

Don't be afraid of rewards, just be an obedient child.

Aemon rolled his eyes and said pitifully: "My mother is the lady of Runestone City, but after all, my surname is Royce, and I don't even have a piece of my own fiefdom."

"Believe me, you will inherit your mother's fiefdom."

Viserys looked solemn.

Mrs. Leia has an only son, and his nephew will definitely become the future owner of Runestone City.

No one can change this.

Aemon added: "But I'm not recognized by them. My father doesn't care about me. I'm just a weak, pitiful and helpless little prince."

As he spoke, his big eyes were gleaming with tears.

Viserys was speechless, feeling uncomfortable being looked at by his nephew.

Damon is really shameless. I heard that he has not been back to the valley for several years.

Mrs. Leia is also cold-tempered and only knows how to ride horses and hunt all day long.

It is really difficult for my nephew to inherit Rune Stone City when he is alone.

Viserys was in a dilemma and hesitated: "But you are still too young, and there is no ownerless and rich land in the valley suitable for edict."

In his opinion, inheriting Rune Stone City is the best choice.

Grandmother Alexa made this engagement just to plan for Daemon.

"It doesn't matter if I don't want a fiefdom."

Seeing that the time was right, Aemon simply said: "But you must have an identity that no one dares to despise."

Rune Stone City is of course his Rune Stone City.

But there is a mother watching over him, and he doesn't even have any autonomy.

A title that is more symbolic than practical is urgently needed.

Viserys' eyes flickered, roughly understanding what his nephew wanted.

This nominal thing is sometimes dangerous.

"Any more?"

Viserys asked again.

He had to think carefully about the first reward.

"Can I mention one more?"

Aemon said in surprise.

Viserys chuckled: "Tell me what you want, I can satisfy you even if it's not difficult."

"good!"

Aemon pondered for a moment and said seriously: "When I want to tame a dragon, I hope I can do it at any time."

"That's your right."

Viserys shook his head.

"That's it, that's enough."

Aemon smiled shyly.

It's not easy to tame a dragon. What if he makes a "little mistake" that day and gets choked?

Viserys was a little helpless, but secretly relieved that no lion asked for too much.

He agreed: "It's no problem to tame a dragon, but you have to grow up a little more. You can't climb on the dragon's back now.

...

At night, in the king's bedroom.

Viserys changed into a red nightgown and sat in front of the fireplace to drink.

Alison sat on the other side.

The two just chatted for a while about Rhaenyra's marriage.

Viserys mentioned it, and he was quite excited. He said: "Aemon is a good boy. It's unbelievable that Daemon can give birth to such a son. The gods are really unfair!"

Damn Daemon, bastard brother!

Alison said interestingly: "But Rhaenyra has no idea, including the young talents in this hunt, Duke Jason who was injured in bed."

She knew that the Lannister family was also one of the candidates for marriage.

Unfortunately, he died before he could succeed.

"Her willingness in this matter is not the point at all! "

Viserys got angry when he mentioned it, and emphasized: "Rhaenyra is old enough, she needs a great lord as a husband, willing to respect and love her."

Alison still smiled and said without any pain in her waist: "I believe Rhaenyra will get married, but she must believe that it is her own choice."

It doesn't matter who she finds.

As long as he doesn't harm Aemon, nothing else matters.

Viserys rolled his eyes, put down the empty wine glass, and touched his head in melancholy.

What is more troublesome than a disobedient daughter.

The movement blew a breeze, and a piece of letter on the table shook.

Alison glanced at it, and was surprised to find that it was related to the war, and asked: "What is this?"

"A letter for help from the Stepstones. "

Viserys didn't even look at it, nor was he interested.

Laena was still in King's Landing, urging him to send troops to help.

But it didn't seem to be a threat, but the intention of her cousin Rhaenys.

After getting the consent, Alicent picked up the letter and read it, frowning: "Why don't you send troops to support? Aemon's father is also here, and he has just made a contribution."

The letter said that the occupation was tense and the soldiers had lost confidence in the protracted war.

All the mercenaries under Daemon ran away.

The plot of dragon taming will soon be over.

There will be a small plot, and then it will be time to tame the dragon.

Guess which dragon is tamed?