Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 306

Chapter 306: The Sheep Stealer Arrives Just as He Says

The beautiful woman looked calmly and looked at Rhaenyra's reflection in the mirror.

Rhaenyra nodded in surprise: "Go."

“Yes, princess.” Sara responded softly, took out a black robe from the drawer and walked out of the room.

Rhaegar passed by him and turned his head and warned: "Pay attention to Boros's movements."

"no problem."

Sarah put on a black robe and disappeared deep into the corridor.

With only the two siblings left in the room, Rhaenyra asked in confusion: "What happened?"

 “A dream and a prophecy.”

Rega's eyes flickered and he closed the door.

Rhaenyra tilted her head, combing her long, straight hair, and asked doubtfully, "Is there something wrong with Bolos?"

 “Don't take it so seriously, just talk about that one dragon.”

 There are only two female subordinates who are trustworthy.

 They are different from the other two imperial ministers, and their responsibilities are more urgent.

 Two days later, Dragonstone Island.

 He glanced at Leonor and Otto, whose expressions were as usual, and they felt a looming desire to win.

 Serve one person with undivided attention.

With their female identities, Rhaegar sent two people to Rhaenyra and Jeyne respectively to keep them safe.

Lanner was pregnant and had difficulty moving. She got off the boat when passing Chaotou Island.

Viserys waved his hand and smiled: "Dragon is a Targaryen asset. I have never heard of a Targaryen being injured due to taming a dragon."

The Prime Minister assisted in government affairs, Otto looked after the four storms accompanying him, and the Grand Bachelor provided assistance with knowledge and wisdom.

He was the one who treated the wound. This incident will be remembered for a lifetime.

The long steps of the stone bridge are stuck between the black stone gate and the castle. The road is long and winding.

More than a hundred well-equipped guards strode out to welcome the king and his family.

Rhaegar slowly walked behind Rhaenyra, picked up the comb on the dressing table, and gently combed her silver-gold hair.

Looking at the person in the mirror, his impetuous mind gradually calmed down, and he sighed softly: "Maybe."

Boom—

After walking for a while, Viserys panted slightly and a line of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The steps were steady and powerful, and the guards were divided into two sides, standing with their heads held high.

 After the ministers, three adult male heirs, Rhaegar, Daemon, and Aegon, led the team.

Otto frowned, vaguely aware of something deeper.

 Behind the two of them, Prime Minister Leonor, Otto, and Grand Bachelor Melos followed unhurriedly.

 “Ahem…”

Viserys' face turned pale, he had no energy to worry about trivial matters, and his throat rolled up as he swallowed saliva.

 He suffered from seasickness again, but fortunately it had little effect.

Viserys became seasick and vomited, thanks to some soothing potion given by the Grand Maester.

 She couldn't help but doubt it.

 His prophetic dream preceded Helena's prophecy.

Rhaegar had many capable men under his command, and most of them were assigned to various important places.

Rhaenyra held a pair of twin adopted daughters, and behind them hung Helena, Aemond, and the chattering Four Storms.

Daemon was invited to the island by his brother Viserys to witness his nephew's dragon training process.

The closed black stone door slowly opened, revealing the long steps of the majestic stone bridge.

 One is Sarah, who was born as a faceless man, and the other is Seltija's illegitimate daughter Baolan.

 “Okay, everyone is tired.”

Maester Melos raised his brows, folded his hands in his sleeves, and said calmly: "In my memory, Prince Rhaegar tried to tame the Dream Fire when he was young, causing extensive burns on his back."

Leonor hesitated for a moment and said sternly: "Training a dragon is very dangerous, and it is enough for the prince to ensure that he will not be harmed."

Allison held her husband's hand and held her youngest son Darren in the other, and said softly: "Let's go first and take a rest."

 This is why Sarah asked Rhaenyra about her intentions before acting.

 The two are superimposed, and it is impossible to say that the predicted event has happened.

Viserys coughed twice and took the initiative to open the topic: "For Aemond to tame the dragon this time, which dragon do you think this boy can tame?"

Viserys forced a smile and joined his wife on the long steps of the stone bridge.

Rhaegar was lagging far behind, keenly hearing that someone was saying bad things about him, and his eyes widened unwillingly.

 “Shameful.” Rhaenyra hid her mouth and snickered.

 Rhaegar:…

 So big and speechless.

 Helena raised her head and looked at her brother curiously, but she didn't expect that the other man had been burned by Dream Fire.

 My head was spinning, as if I was recalling memories from when I was two years old.

Her brother was injured and lying on the bed. She often went to his room to play and nursed his wounds.

 Turning her bright eyes, Helena glanced at her sister Rhaenyra, staring blankly.

She remembered clearly that it was Rhaenyra who found her later, and she was not allowed to play in her brother's room anymore, and she also hid her favorite dragon-shaped doll.

 “Selfish!” Helena muttered, full of resentment.

Rhaenyra happened to hear it and asked strangely: "What did you say?"

 “Nothing!” Helena shuddered, her little head shaking rapidly.

She is afraid to death of this sister who has not wanted to see her since she was a child.

I heard that if my mother hadn't married my father, I wouldn't have called him aunt.

 Let's get down to business.

Viserys had a black line on his head and sighed: "Rhaegar is an example. At that time, Dreamfire was abused by the Dragon's Den Maester. He later succeeded in taming the wild dragon Glutton."  "It was not abuse. Dreamfire had a bad temper. Bachelor Bath It's for the safety of the Huanlong people.”

Melos drooped his eyelids and spoke lightly in defense.

Viserys's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "Is it important?"

　That **** bachelor's selfishness caused his eldest son to be injured, and he will remember it for the rest of his life.

Meros suddenly realized that he had touched the king's reverse scale, lowered his head and said no more.

After a few chats, the three royal ministers more or less figured out that the king had other intentions.

Leonor rolled his eyes and asked, "Your Majesty, which dragon do you think is best to tame?"

This was the question to get to the point, and Viserys immediately became interested: "Of course it's Vermithor. It's the dragon of grandfather Jaehaerys, and the largest and most violent adult dragon on Dragonstone."

“Wormisor has the title of Fury of Bronze, and his character has always been terrifying. I'm afraid he is not suitable for Prince Aemond.” Leonor matched his words.

Viserys was simple-minded and thought seriously for a while: "Vormithor is indeed dangerous. Silverwing would be a good choice. It is the dragon of grandmother Alexa, and it is the most docile dragon."

One thing that I haven't mentioned yet is that Silverwing and Vermithor are similar in age, and among the masterless dragons, they are second only to their companion Vermithor in size.

At this point, not to mention the Lord Chancellor, even Allison saw Viserys's love for dragons.

Otto and his daughter looked at each other and asked casually: "Dragonstone Island also has a brown dragon called the Sheepstealer. I heard that its size is not inferior to that of the blood worm Coraxio and the red queen Melias."

There was a flash of hesitation in Viserys's eyes, and he shook his head: "The sheep thief is similar in age to the two red dragons. The wild dragon is larger than the two red dragons at the same time, but its appearance is too ugly."

The Sheepstealer's scales are described as an ugly brown mud color, and its wings are also brown.

　　 is a recognized ugly line.

 Despite Viserys' usual appearance of not caring about dragons, he secretly learned about all the dragons owned by his family.

　　It is truly a treasure trove of information.

Leonor's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

Otto remained quiet, watching the king talk about the dragon with great joy.

Viserys became more energetic as he talked about topics of interest, and his originally pale face turned rosy.

After a while, Leonor, whose eyelids were twitching, could no longer hold it in any longer and said bravely: "Your Majesty, do you remember? Our trip is for Prince Aemond to train his dragon."

"Forehead…"

Viserys paused for a moment and looked at the Prime Minister in astonishment.

Leonor took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Training dragons is a matter for young people. I believe Prince Aemond can get what he wants."

 He heard the desire for the dragon in the king's words.

To be fair, he naturally hopes that the monarch he loyal to is strong and a brave dragon controller.

 But everything cannot be done temporarily.

From an objective perspective, it is a very risky thing for a king of a country to tame a dragon.

Taking a step back, the king once tamed a dragon, the black **** Balerion.

but! Who knows if a dragon rider whose dragon dies can tame a dragon again?

 One bad move and the king is likely to be buried in the belly of a dragon.

 As the Hand of the King, Leonor could not ignore the risks in this regard and must speak out to dissuade him.

Viserys was speechless, looking at Leonor awkwardly, and glanced at Alto and Melos from the corner of his eye.

 The three of them lowered their heads and said nothing.

 Apparently, they heard the intention in their own words and opposed it together in this way.

After being stunned for a moment, Viserys came back to his senses and smiled again, which was quite flattering: "Actually, a lot of things come from trying, right?"

Leonor pursed his lips and couldn't bear to look at the king's pleading eyes.

With no response for a long time, Viserys felt as if a big stone was pressing on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Suddenly, a bleating sound of sheep suddenly sounded, and occasionally there was a shepherd's shout.

"Viserys, are you okay?" Allison shook her husband's arm with concern.

 “It's okay, I'm just a little tired.”

Viserys didn't want his wife to see his vulnerable side, so he took out his limp arm and distractedly looked in the direction of the sheep's braying.

The stone bridge is built on long steps on a steep mountain. When you look up, you can see the thin clouds and mist, and you can see the dense shrubs on the mountain.

They were halfway through the journey and were on a low-lying road in the mountains.

Viserys rested his hands on the parapet of the long steps of the stone bridge, looked down and saw a flat **** with rich pasture below.

A shepherd whose face could not be seen clearly waved his short whip and drove dozens of goats up the **** to nibble on the crisp grass leaves.

 Clouds, long bridges, wilderness, shepherds…

Several factors make up a beautiful picture.

As the picturesque scene unfolded before him, Viserys smiled, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little.

 The people lived a good life under his rule, which gave him a sense of accomplishment.

 “Hiss…”

Suddenly, the clouds and mist stirred overhead, and a sharp dragon roar resounded through the long stone bridge.

Viserys looked up in surprise and saw a blur of brown flashing past his eyes.

 “What!…”

 The next moment, the goats screamed one after another, like the despair before skinning and slaughtering.

 “No! My sheep!”

Viserys quickly lowered his head and saw the shepherd paralyzed on the ground in fear, crying miserably.

 “Hiss…”

Looking slightly sideways, a brown mud dragon fell to the ground, its skinny claws stepping on the bodies of two twitching goats.

The weird dragon head with sunken eye sockets is raised high, the dragon's snout with intertwined fangs opens, and it swallows a lively goat.

 (End of this chapter)

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