Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

"So what? Should we attribute Aemon's achievements to Daemon?"

Viserys said angrily.

Alison frowned even deeper and said seriously: "Aemon is Aemon, Daemon is Daemon, they can't be confused."

No one can embezzle the little guy's achievements.

Seeing his wife's serious face, Viserys explained: "Because the two arrogant people started the war, they are dissatisfied with my decision."

"If I send reinforcements to Daemon and the sea snake Corliss now, what do you think of me as a king?"

Disobeying his orders and openly opposing his rule.

I'm about to lose, and I want him to wipe my ass?

Haha.

Alison put down the letter and advised kindly: "Perhaps people will say that the king is broad-minded and loves his brother."

"No, people will only laugh at my weakness."

Viserys smiled sarcastically.

Alisson asked, "Then what do you believe in more?"

Viserys was stunned by the question, and had a severe headache. He said angrily, "I think I am an unlucky guy who can never please everyone!"

He was kind to everyone and always had a smile on his face.

But no one respected his decision, and they all had ulterior motives.

Alison watched quietly, and when her husband calmed down a little, she said, "To put it another way, which is more conducive to the stability of the kingdom."

"Let the crab feeder grow stronger, or eradicate him?"

She still remembered the kidnapped noble lady.

Escape is not a solution, only struggle.

Viserys fell silent after hearing this.

He had his own considerations.

Daemon and the sea serpent Corliss were held back by the Stepstones, and the Iron Throne was free from threats.

When the sea serpent Corliss first proposed to him to attack the Stepstones, he had this idea.

The Velaryon family made their fortune by maritime trade.

The pirates of the Three Women's Kingdom were causing trouble, and Tidehead Island was the first to be affected.

Otherwise, why would Sea Serpent Corliss prefer to start a war privately and conquer the Stepstone Islands.

Behind the arrival of Coralnall, there is a hidden instruction from her cousin Rhaenys.

From the information revealed in the letter, it is not Sea Serpent Corliss who is in trouble, but his younger brother Daemon.

Tidehead Island is a big family, even if the loss of soldiers and generals has not shaken the foundation.

And Daemon has no fiefdom, like a rootless duckweed.

The army under his command is all hired mercenaries.

Now that the mercenaries have retreated when they see that things are not going well, Daemon is completely isolated and helpless, and has lost the qualification to be on an equal footing with Sea Serpent Corliss.

This letter of help from Weimond is likely to be instructed by Sea Serpent Corliss.

The purpose is to isolate Daemon and drag the royal family behind him into the water.

When the war is won, the royal family will gain a reputation and the Velaryon family will benefit.

Daemon will get nothing.

"Stinky boy, the situation is not good."

Viserys frowned and made a decision in his heart.

He admitted that he did not have the breadth of mind and courage of his cousin Rhaenys, but that did not mean he was narrow-minded and would sit back and watch his brother suffer.

Daemon needed his helping hand.

Alicent stopped persuading and suddenly asked: "What reward are you going to give to Aemon?"

This is the key.

"What do you think?"

Viserys came back to his senses and wanted to listen to his wife's advice.

Alicent said lightly: "You are the king, and any reward you give is very important, as long as you are not called stingy by others."

"Haha, you are a lobbyist."

Viserys pointed and laughed.

It was no secret in the court that his wife and nephew had a good relationship.

Grandfather Jaehaerys specifically told him to take good care of the two of them before his death.

He also considered marrying Alicent in this regard.

Grandfather's vision must be better than his.

Alicent smiled but did not deny it.

Viserys thought carefully and said in a negotiating tone: "That boy wants a title, but he has no fiefdom and is young."

"Yes, there seems to be no precedent in the royal family."

Alison was neither anxious nor slow.

Viserys glanced at her, trying to figure out whether she had discussed it with Aemon, and gritted his teeth: "Then give him a prince title, and allow him to choose an unowned land as a fiefdom, or give him a prefix after inheriting Runestone City in the future."

Anyway, it is better to give it all at once.

The title of prince is noble, but it is not non-existent.

For example, the "Prince of Dragonstone" of the heir to the Iron Throne is a prince title with a fiefdom as a prefix.

Aemon will inherit Runestone City, take root in the valley and then spread out.

A prince title, the identity is worthy.

"Really?"

Alison was surprised. She didn't expect her husband who had always hesitated to be so straightforward.

"Of course."

Viserys laughed and said mischievously: "My son has been crowned a prince. When Daemon returns victorious, it will be a good opportunity to suppress his arrogance."

His younger brother Daemon is called "Prince of the Capital", but he does not have the actual title of prince.

Tease him well and let him give birth to such a smart and sensible son.

Alison smiled with satisfaction, and a big stone fell from her heart.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, the throne room was crowded.

Sir Harold, the commander of the Kingsguard, stood under the Iron Throne and announced loudly:

"In the name of Viserys I of the Targaryen family, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm."

"It is officially established that Aemon Targaryen is the Prince of the Dragon and the Heir to Runestone City."

On the Iron Throne.

Viserys wore a crown, held the family sword "Blackfyre", and looked down at his young nephew.

Aemon was dressed in black, with a badge with three red dragons on his chest, and turned around with a smile on his face.

In the hall, noble lords from all over the country stood on both sides.

They all came for the Royal Forest Hunt, and never thought of witnessing a prince's appointment ceremony.

"Pa pa pa!"

After the announcement, thunderous applause rang out.

Aemon smiled cutely and bowed to everyone to express his gratitude.

The badge on his chest shook, and the three red dragons seemed to spread their wings and fly out.

"Prince of the Dragon Clan, the title of prince without a fiefdom, the first since the founding of the country."

Aemon secretly complained, and was very satisfied.

All things are difficult at the beginning.

As long as there is a reason, it is considered the first step.

With his "deer mouth saving people" merit, he certainly does not deserve a prince title.

Who said that Alisson helped behind the scenes.

Besides, Uncle Viserys felt guilty and gave full compensation in one go.

At this time, Lady Rhea came out from the crowd.

With a respectful attitude, she said that she would take her son back to Runestone City to familiarize herself with the environment of the territory.

Aemon was beside him and nodded in agreement.

There is always a give and take.

Since his uncle made him a prince, he should get out of King's Landing on his own initiative.

Don't leave a gap between the two sides.

Sure enough, Viserys pretended to be reluctant and agreed that his nephew would return soon.

The ceremony ended.

…

Red Castle, Godswood.

“Yo yo.”

The white deer lay under the fish beam tree, with bright red fallen leaves on its belly.

Aemon changed into a set of dragon riding clothes, stepped on the stirrup with his left foot, and climbed onto the deer's back with difficulty.

The white deer was two meters tall at the shoulder, and was taller than the eight-year-old boy even when lying on the ground.

When Aemon climbed up, he laughed at himself: "Climbing a deer is so hard, climbing a dragon must be like climbing a mountain."

Not to mention the dream fire in the dragon's lair.

Think about Vhagar's huge body like a mountain. Even with a saddle rope, it will take several minutes to climb.

If the enemy comes quickly, there will be no time for the dragon rider to fight back.

"Aemon, you are here."

Just as I thought of the terrible old dragon, the old dragon's rider came.

Aemon turned around.

Rhaenyra carried a cage covered with black cloth and walked side by side with Lanar.

Friends, is there any specific and official data on the size of giant dragons?

I didn't see accurate data on the Internet, I just watched the analysis of the drama.

Please ask, is there any great god?