Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

A few days later.

Runestone City, front yard.

Sir Steve, holding a wooden sword, attacked His Royal Highness.

Aemon dodged left and right, as agile as a cunning rabbit.

Clang!

Blocked with the dragon tooth dagger in his left hand, slashed with the dragon claw dagger in his right hand.

Sir Steve's face changed slightly, and he retracted the wooden sword and slashed diagonally to block the sharp blade that was heading straight for his lower genitals.

The swordsmanship was clever, but it turned from active to passive.

Aemon relied on the height difference and attacked the lower three roads.

In a short while, the White Knight was forced to sweat profusely.

"Okay, okay, let's stop here today."

Sir Steve called a halt in time. He had never seen such a cheating style of play.

"Your swordsmanship is still superb, sir."

Aemon got the advantage and laughed.

"Your hands are very flexible. You can try to use two swords in the future."

Sir Steve shook his head helplessly.

The fighting style is very dirty, but the talent is excellent.

Aemon wiped the sweat off his face and was distracted unconsciously.

Sir Steve saw it and whispered, "Prince, are you still having nightmares?"

Aemon was stunned when he heard it, and stroked the faint dark circles under his eyes.

Is it obvious?

Since his father Daemon left last time, he suddenly started to have nightmares continuously.

Every time he dreamed of Dragon Mountain, which erupted with rolling copper water.

Moreover, he was closer to Dragon Mountain each time, greatly shortening the time he was submerged by the copper water.

I didn't know, and I thought it was sleep paralysis.

"Dragon dream?"

Aemon pondered secretly.

A unique talent of the family.

When it is used, even the Ula grass pillow and mat can't hold it down.

It seems that next time I go to King's Landing, I have to consider taming a dragon.

Dragons give Targaryen strength.

Just thinking about it, the old maester walked slowly, holding two pieces of letter paper: "Prince, there are letters from King's Landing."

"Who are they from?"

Aemon asked curiously.

Could it be that Alicent and Rhaenyra wrote at the same time?

"One is from the king, and the other is from the princess."

The old maester handed over the opened letter first and took a breath: "This is the king's invitation letter, inviting you to visit King's Landing."

Aemon looked strange.

Dad Daemon claimed to be the King of the Fjord, and his uncle suddenly wrote to him.

Something was wrong, very wrong.

"What about the second letter?"

Aemon was alert and opened Rhaenyra's letter.

He roughly scanned it and his face gradually became solemn.

The letter was Rhaenyra's report.

The uncle's letter was not directed at him, but because of the sea serpent Corliss.

A few days ago, the sea serpent Corliss visited King's Landing.

You know, since the uncle refused to marry Laena as his wife, the two families have been in a cold war.

"If you are too kind, you are either a traitor or a thief."

Aemon frowned.

As expected.

The sea serpent Corliss said he was visiting, but he brought half of the fleet of the Velaryon family, accompanied by his son Laenor Velaryon riding a dragon.

Entering King's Landing with such fanfare was simply a show of force.

At the banquet, he even neglected the king's uncle Viserys in every way, making the atmosphere very tense.

Anyone could see it.

The Stepstones War ended, and the Velaryon family showed their fangs.

After the banquet, the sea serpent Corliss left directly.

Before leaving, he sent an invitation to the king.

On his wife Rhaenys's name day, he invited the royal family to attend and discuss the marriage of his children.

Attention!

The marriage of his children was under the banner of Laena.

After Laena was rejected by her uncle Viserys, she was soon engaged to the son of the Sea King of Bravs.

Because of the war in the Stepstones, the two sides have not been able to get married.

Not long ago, the Sea King of Bravs died.

He was assassinated, and the murderer is unknown.

The sea serpent Corliss invited the "future son-in-law" and planned to call the "future son-in-law" to meet him at his wife's name day banquet.

It can be regarded as a cover-up for the royal family's special invitation for him.

Rhaenyra wrote to him so that he could be mentally prepared.

"I have to prepare to go out again."

Aemon smacked his lips.

If nothing unexpected happens, he can also go to Dragonstone Island on the way.

Boom!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the sky, mixed with pieces of grass leaves flying.

A loud dragon roar sounded.

Aemon looked up in surprise and saw a golden dragon flying over.

"Rhaenyra?"

Why is she here?

"Hiss!"

Syrax dived from the sky, circled around the Runestone City, and slowly landed in the empty front yard.

With the arrival of Korakshu last time, its petite body did not cause too much panic.

The servants should hide as they should, and the knights are much calmer.

Although their legs are shaking, they didn't run.

Rhaenyra jumped off the dragon's back with a bang, bit off her leather gloves with her silver teeth, and took a breath: "The road in the valley is really hard to walk."

Aemon interrupted: "You flew here on a dragon."

That's what he said.

Aemon secretly looked at Syrax and found that the golden beast seemed to have grown up a little and developed very quickly.

Rhaenyra stepped forward and gave him a hug, smiling: "I'm here to pick you up. How about it, is it a surprise?"

Aemon has grown taller.

Last time his face was buried in his flat belly, this time it was terrible.

"You smell like a dragon."

Aemon tilted his head back hard to prevent his forehead from hitting the soft spot.

Rhaenyra smiled teasingly and let go of the shy little guy.

"Come with me, Syrax will take us back to King's Landing."

Aemon said, "You came so fast, it's unnecessary to send a letter."

But if you don't ride a dragon, you have a brain problem.

After getting the consent of my mother, Lady Rhea, I packed my luggage hastily.

There's nothing.

The escort team can't be brought, and the white deer can't be ridden.

I can only put on my backpack, recall the golden-nosed rat in my portable space, and put on a Ula grass pillow.

"Okay, let's go."

Aemon was well prepared.

Sylax ate a goat on the way, which was considered to be a good host.

When riding on the dragon's back, Syrax didn't recognize people after being full, and he had a lot of complaints about outsiders riding.

After Rhaenyla comforted him for a long time, Aemon climbed on the dragon's back curiously.

"Sit tight, the dragon saddle is fixed with a chain."

Rhaenyla knelt in a posture, hugged Aemon in front of her, and held the handle with both hands.

"Hiss!"

Sylax roared, ran two steps on his hind legs, spread his wings and flew into the air.

In a blink of an eye, he flew out of the Rune Stone City.

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Two days later.

King's Landing.

Red Keep, meeting hall.

Viserys was gloomy, discussing the trip to Tidehead with the royal ministers.

Some people thought that the sea serpent Corliss had bad intentions and should act with caution.

Some people suggested that it would be better to take this opportunity to repair the relationship through marriage.

Each had his own reasons, and the argument continued for a while.

Bang!

The door suddenly opened.

Viserys looked up and saw two figures, one big and one small, and was surprised.

"Uncle, I'm back again."

Aemon had his hands behind his back and a smiling expression.

Rhaenyra was much more stable. She walked into the hall in a beige skirt and skillfully picked up the wine jug to work.

"Why are you here?"

After Viserys finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong and changed his words: "Aemon, I just sent you a message. Did Rhaenyra bring you here?"

He was too busy these two days and didn't pay attention to his daughter's things.

Aemon looked around the environment and saw that no one said anything. He said pitifully: "Rhaenyra insisted. My waist hurts so much."

"Huh?"

Viserys was stunned and admitted that he thought too much.

Aemon covered his waist and said honestly: "After flying for two days in a row, I almost became a fool."

Syrax is a sub-adult dragon after all, with limited speed and endurance.

It took two days to travel, and the main thing was to sleep on the street.

The evil Rhaenyra ruined his dream of riding a dragon.

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Tomorrow will be the third round of recommendations, and a new chapter will be released at 0:00 in the morning.

Zhou Zhou said sorry in advance, the dragon training plot will be postponed to Chapter 51, where to start.

But don't panic, after the new chapter, the time will still be tomorrow to start dragon training.

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