Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 265

Chapter 265 The Power of the Dragon Clan

 Viserys had the idea of ​​​​showing the prosperity of the dragon family, and he was out of control.

 Gently turning the gemstone ring on his finger, he asked Rhaegar inquiringly: "Storm's End is not far from King's Landing. Can you take care of several younger brothers and sisters?"

“I will ride a dragon, are you sure you want to do this?”

Rhaegar did not answer directly and advised his father to think carefully.

 The environment near Storm's End Castle is very harsh, with clouds and heavy rain all year round.

 Allison is not an economical person and dares to let several children go out.

“That's not a problem, Aegon and Helena had dragons, and so did Daeron.”

 Otto spoke first and was very confident about his grandchildren and granddaughters.

 The Targaryens with dragons are out of the realm of ordinary people.

“Yes, a 7-year-old can fly with a dragon.”

Rhaegar looked solemn as he pushed the little Daeron to climb onto Thessalyon's back.

 Several dragons climbed out of the dragon pit and looked for their respective drivers under the guidance of the dragon-carrying man.

 Thessalyon slowly climbed up, shaking his body awkwardly, and glanced at the driver on his back with his vertical eyes.

Viserys made the decision directly and with full confidence: "Let Rhaegar lead the team and lead a few brothers and sisters to Storm's End, so that the people of the Seven Kingdoms can see what dragons are."

 Bringing a few younger brothers and sisters to visit Storm's End will help the nobles of the Stormlands recall the power of Targaryen.

Boros is a very arrogant and conceited person.

 “Hiss…”

Rhaegar agreed casually and planned the trip in his mind.

 “Don't worry, brother.”

 “Syrax, don't make any noise.”

 “Hiss…”

　　Theselion neighed, a flash of scrutiny flashed across his vertical pupils, and he spread his wings and flapped them vigorously.

It was his first time to fly with a dragon, and he was full of excitement and uneasiness.

His eyes sparkled, expecting another dragon to fly with the Targaryen.

Aemond had no dragon and was assigned to be with Aegon. He rubbed his hands and climbed onto Sunfire's back, then sat on the saddle and tied the chain.

Tesserion moved flexibly, stretched his neck and rushed out of the dragon's lair gate, facing the sunlight and leaving the dome building where he had lived for several years.

Daeron took a deep breath, but his breathing was still rapid: "Tesserion, take me to the sky."

 “Tesserion, fly!”

Wearing a black dragon-riding outfit, Rhaenyra stood in front of Syrax, rubbing the scales of his jaw soothingly.

Derlan climbed up his back quickly, sat on the saddle, and pursed his lips slightly nervously.

His dragon died of old age, but each of his children is a dragon master.

 Early the next morning, the deserted Dragon Cave became lively.

It's time for this heritage to be revealed to the world.

Tesserion raised his head and roared, kicked his feet hard, flapped his wings and flew into the air.

Yangyan and its driver generally showed a reluctant mood, roaring and shaking their bodies, and their golden scales glowed dazzlingly in the sun.

"Roar…"

 “Climb onto the dragon's back, fasten the chain, and everything will be fine.”

 The door to the dragon's lair has long been opened, and sunlight shines into the dark interior.

 Lega took a few steps back and signaled the Dragon Dragon Man and the Dragon Guard to move away quickly.

Daeron shouted in his childish voice, gripping the handle of the saddle.

 Soon, the wings were flapping in the strong wind, and the dust was blown everywhere.

 The ministers discussed for a while and approved Otto's proposal.

Not far away, Tesselien raised his dragon head and looked around, crawling on the ground and waving his tail.

Yang Yan also opened his wings, revealing the pale pink wing membranes, showing no sign of weakness.

 “Hiss…”

Syracuse on the side roared in warning and flapped his wings in demonstration.

Aegon reluctantly mounted the gorgeous Sunfire.

 “Hiss…”

Rhaegar's eyes flickered, and he glanced at his heart-thrilled father, but did not refuse in a hurry.

Rhaegar muttered softly, and his blood boiled in his body.

Climbing onto the back of the gluttonous dragon, he looked around at the brothers and sisters and shouted with excitement: "Everyone, let's go!"

Glutton roared, flapped his wings and took off, his huge body flying out of the dragon's lair.

 After it.

Helena's Dream Fire was the second to rush out of the dragon's lair. The light blue dragon was well-proportioned and chased after him with a roar.

Yangyan and Syrax were not to be outdone, and spread their wings to follow.

Five dragons and six Targaryens flew over the city walls of King's Landing and rushed to Blackwater Bay.

afternoon.

 Several dragon shadows crossed the narrow sea and reached the area of ​​Storm's End Castle.

Rhaegar rode the glutton and took the lead, plunging into the gloomy clouds and enjoying the moist and cool touch.

Aegon urged Yang Yan to speed up unconvinced, ignoring Aemond who was screaming in fear, and the man and the dragon disappeared into the clouds.

 Syrax and Dreamfire soared steadily, with the smaller Thessarian hanging far behind them.

Derren rode a dragon for the first time, and his two sisters stayed with him to look after him, for fear of an accident happening along the way.

 At this time, Storm's End Castle.

Storm's End is a legendary castle built on the sea. It has withstood wind and rain for thousands of years and still stands tall.

As soon as the news of Duke Beaumonde's death spread, nobles from all over the Stormlands came to pay their respects.

The pattering... Carriages entered the narrow bridge road of Storm's End and braved the wind and rain to enter the castle.

The sky was dark and the air was humid, which seemed to add a depressing atmosphere to the funeral.

Rumble —

 Heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder continued, hitting every guest who stepped out of the carriage.

 Suddenly, a thunderous dragon's roar resounded through the sky, sweeping up gusts of wind and reaching Storm's End.

 “Look, it's a dragon!”

 “Several dragons!”

The glutton's huge body as black as coal broke through the rainy clouds, and his green vertical eyes flashed with an icy color.

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his arms in a hug, and let the cold rain hit him.

Under the panicked attention of all the guests, the Glutton circled twice around Storm's End, then picked an open space outside the city wall and landed slowly.

Boom—

The compacted ground dug into deep pits, splashing out turbid muddy water, and the pitch-black dragon's body raised its head and roared.

Under the gloomy rain curtain, the huge black dragon looked like a terrifying evil god, exuding fierce evil.

 “Hiss!”

At this moment, another bell-like dragon roar sounded, full of threats.

Rhaegar and Gluttony turned their heads in unison, staring at the other wall far away.

The huge dragon with dark green scales was lying on the ground, its thick dragon neck stretched forward, and its back was more than a hundred feet high as a city wall.

Vhagar's vertical pupils are cold and ruthless, and his sky-covering wings support the ground. He twists over the dragon's head, which is larger than a house, and stares at the younger glutton.

  In the pouring rain, two real giant dragons faced each other, clashing with fierce sparks containing murderous intent.

The glutton's green vertical pupils flashed with a touch of cruelty, and he opened his dragon's kiss to reveal the ferocious staggered dragon teeth, releasing his momentum silently.

 After many years, its size has become larger and larger, constantly narrowing the gap between the two.

The old dragon is getting older and older, its vertical pupils are gradually becoming cloudy, and its huge body is heavy and stiff, showing the twilight air of its old age.

“The glutton is not our enemy.”

Feeling the excitement of the dragon under his crotch, Lei Jia spoke coldly to curb his surging thoughts of killing.

 The gluttons are much larger than they were just a few years ago.

Standing on the edge of a hundred-foot city wall, his back was already higher than the city wall, and his wings were enough to cover most of the area.

But he did not want to fight Vhagar.

That old dragon is the only remaining first-generation dragon of House Targaryen, and was once the dragon of his grandfather Baerron.

 Lannar is a smart and wise woman, and will not control Vhagar to cause chaos.

　　It would be a good end for this first-generation dragon to die.

 “Hiss…”

Sunfire broke through the rolling clouds, carrying Aegon and Aemond around Storm's End Castle, screaming arrogantly.

Aemond spotted Vhagar who was confronting the glutton at a glance, and his eyes immediately widened.

  Pushing Aegon next to him, Aemond was excited: "It's Vhagar, the largest dragon in the world!"

He had only seen Vhagar a few times, and with such a close encounter, he could clearly see the huge body of this dragon.

 “Stop making noise, I'm about to land.”

Aegon muttered impatiently, urging Sunfire to land in the courtyard of Storm's End.

 Vhagar and the Gluttony dragon occupy one side of the spacious city wall, and ordinary dragons dare not approach it.

Storm's End Castle is not large, and only the courtyard can accommodate dragons.

Rhaegar stepped off the saddle, stepped on the wet black scales, walked to the head of the glutton, and softly comforted: "Don't run around, wait for me to come back."

"Roar…"

The glutton roared at the top of his lungs, swung his tail irritably, and punched the muddy ground with his wings.

 Dragon is a creature with a strong sense of territoriality. When facing an evenly matched dragon, it is inevitable that they can't help but fight.

 “Good man, I'm leaving.”

Seeing that the soothing effect worked, Rhaegar rubbed the rough dragon horns a few times and slid down the slippery dragon neck with the rain.

 When he reached the courtyard of Storm's End, Dreamfire and other three dragons also landed with the driver.

"Prince Princess…"

The guards from Storm's End rushed to greet him and eagerly put up an umbrella canopy.

 The arrival of several dragons undoubtedly gave everyone a huge shock.

 Don't dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Rhaegar's long hair was wet from the rain, and his pale face was covered with water drops, but he didn't feel any discomfort at all, grinning.

 Walked up to the dripping Rhaenyra, stretched out her hand to twist the wet hair on her side, and said with a chuckle: "The heavy rain cannot soak the beauty's face."

Rhaenyra wetted her long hair, patted the water on her dragon-riding uniform, and gave her a hard look.

Rhaegar accepted it calmly, and magically took out two cloaks with his right hand and draped them on the two sisters.

 “Thank you, brother.”

Helena held her cloak tightly, her little face turned white from the cold, and she forced out a miserable smile.

“Prince, please come inside, the duchess has prepared a room for you.”

The castle door opened, and a well-dressed butler walked out and hurriedly persuaded.

Rhaegar looked at his younger brothers and sisters and walked forward first: "Let's go, don't let it rain and wind outside."

"Okay." Daeron's eyes sparkled, he patted Thessalyon and ordered the guards to hold up an awning for him.

  Dragon hates water and is especially restless when it rains.

　　Tesserion is still a young dragon and is not as calm as the other dragons.

Rhaegar rubbed his younger brother's head and asked as he walked: "How does it feel to ride a dragon for the first time?"

 “Awesome.” Darren jumped up and down, very happy.

Aemond watched this scene and secretly clenched his fists.

The second before entering the castle, I looked back at the huge Vhagar, my eyes full of longing and expectation.

 (End of this chapter)

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