Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 339

Chapter 339 The Dragon Clan, intimidating the ministers!

 The next day, the sun rises.

Rhaegar was sleeping soundly when a goose feather pillow fell on him, forcing his brain to turn on.

 A man stood up in excitement and looked sleepily in the direction of the bed.

Rhaenyra was sitting on the bed with her head down. Her silk nightgown could not hide her beautiful body, and her long messy hair spread over her smooth and delicate shoulders.

Seeing this scene, Rhaegar immediately recalled his dream last night.

 I feel refreshed and my sleepiness fades away instantly.

Rhaegar rushed to the bed, his eyes shining brightly, and he couldn't help asking: "Rhaenyra, do you feel anything strange?"

 He wanted to confirm whether the dream was real.

Rhaenyra's eyes were slightly red because she had just woken up, and a hint of grievance and helplessness appeared on her fair and delicate face.

 “What's wrong with you?” Rega suddenly became nervous.

 There were two cute little things fighting for food in her belly.

They are also waiting to see the duel between Rhaegar, the heir to the Iron Throne, and the uncle and nephew of Daemon, the Prince of Rangers.

  A warning to the restless ones.

 He found out why Rhaenyra had been emotionally unstable and overeating during this period.

 “They'll be here soon.”

 Jason was annoyed and distanced himself with a stinky face.

There are a lot of rumors about the internal strife in the Tully family and the heir to Storm's End Castle.

Throughout the Seven Kingdoms, Velaryon of Tidal Head Island is still the surname second only to Targaryen.

 Horse carriages rolled through the muddy road after the rain and stopped at the open-air horse porch beside the green lake.

 “Eat slowly, you have plenty of time.”

 Actually, it's a bit urgent.

 It doesn't matter if others don't come.

Get up quickly and open the door.

Rhaenyra was secretly delighted. She quickly grabbed various pies and pastries with her little hands, stuffing her cheeks like a hamster.

Rhaenyra looked at him with bright purple eyes and held up a large glass of milk to quench her thirst.

Colliss looked arrogant and indifferent.

 Those who are interested look at the broad high platform, trying to see the king's condition.

Rhaegar's mouth was filled with a smile and he said excitedly: "Prepare breakfast for five people."

Until he chews it and eats it, no one can stop him.

Rhaenyra glanced at him doubtfully, and tentatively picked up a piece of cream cake.

　　The contest was about to begin, but the royal family members had not yet appeared, and the nobles in the audience asked questions one after another.

Rhaegar only fed her three full meals a day. Yesterday, he ate some more pastries from the tournament, and she woke up in the middle of the night still hungry and crazy.

 It was windy and rainy all night, and the weather was surprisingly clear, with white clouds and a gentle breeze.

On the high platform, Jason searched back and forth, got close to the sea snake Corliss, and inquired: "Lord Corliss, why don't you see your majesty and Princess Rhaenys?"

 In the competition arena, nobles of all sizes arrived as expected, gathering in groups and discussing.

Rhaenyra murmured softly, crystal tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, and her lips pursed tightly, as if to express her dissatisfaction with limiting her food intake.

Laurent of the Kingsguard and Sara, the maid, were guarding the door.

 “So hungry!”

Rhaegar took the tray, placed it in front of Rhaenyra like a treasure, and said diligently: "Eat quickly, eat until you are full."

Sarah moved very quickly and brought out a large plate of delicious food in a short time.

 On the north shore of Shenyan Lake, the competition ground.

 The Second Battle of the Stepstones caused heavy losses to House Velaryon, but the heritage and wealth were well preserved.

Today is the third day of the competition, and there should be a feast unique to the dragon clan.

 Time passes minute by minute.

If Rhaegar hadn't been able to eat, she would have wanted to crawl out of bed and take a few bites.

Colliss didn't even look at him. He rubbed his rough hands on the armrests of the chair, his eyes as deep as water.

 Her Majesty the Queen and all the ministers were present, but there was no Targaryen.

Rhaegar looked both happy and distressed, and unconsciously hugged Rhaenyra who kept chewing.

Rhaegar smoothed the ends of her hair and couldn't get enough of it.

 “Are you hungry?” Rhaegar's eyes widened.

The day before, the dragon Glutton and the bloodworm Corakxiu shocked everyone greatly, and everyone wanted to see the competition between the dragon masters.

Hang!

The fat referee in a big red robe was full of excitement. He pulled his neck and shouted: "Your Majesty will be here soon. Let us welcome the arrival of the Dragon Clan together!"

The nobles were puzzled and muttered and complained.

There was an accident in the competition yesterday, and today I want to see a shocking scene.

 “Hiss!”

Suddenly, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the sky, making people's eardrums hurt.

Thousands of people raised their heads and looked at the sky.

A huge bronze dragon rushed into the sky, its broad brown wings flapped in the strong wind, and its ferocious dragon head roared with anger.

 “Hiss…”

 The next moment, several loud dragon roars sounded one after another, echoing on the northern shore of the empty Divine Eye Lake.

A huge black dragon flew across the turquoise lake and plunged into the thin clouds, its dark wings covering the sky and the sun as if night had fallen.

A few miles away, there was a roar as loud as thunder.

Vhagar ran with both feet and jumped into the air. His body was like a small mountain, and everything he passed was like a tornado.

 At the same time, three huge adult dragons appeared above the competition field.

The Glutton raised his head and roared, and swooped down at a low altitude with a strong body. The ferocious aura caught the eyes of every noble.

 “Dragon Flame!”

A command in High Valyrian was issued, with a hearty voice filled with wanton arrogance.

The glutton's eyes flashed with cunning, his body was vertical in the air, his wings were flapping and his head was raised high.

A puff of green dragon flame pierced the sky and plunged head-on into the endless stream of dragon flames, like a demonic dragon reborn from the ashes.

From this angle, the crowd in the competition venue could clearly see a silver-blond figure on the back of the dark dragon.

Wearing a jet-black dragon scale armor, a scarlet cape draped behind his back, his long hair flowing freely...

Rhaegar sat upright in the saddle, with no chain around his waist. He laughed and opened his arms to welcome the baptism of dragon flames.

Boom—

The glutton instantly plunged into the clouds, and the green dragon flames brewed and dispersed the thin white clouds, like a green firework exploding.

Rhaegar jumped off the saddle, clutching the black scales on his back and looking down, his scarlet cloak burning with green fire.

 “Hiss…”

 “Hiss…”

In the direction of Harrenhal and Thousand Faces Islet, several dragon roars suddenly appeared.

 Light blue dreamfire, brown mud-colored sheep thief, light gray gray shadow, cobalt blue Theselion...

The golden Syrax and Sunfire rushed out of the gravel garden together, neighing continuously around Wormisor.

 “Hiss…”

On the opposite side, two scarlet dragon shadows emerged.

Melias flew at the fastest speed and rushed over the competition field in the blink of an eye. A breath of red dragon flames dispersed the remaining aura of the glutton. Rhaenys looked arrogant, her silver hair was braided into long braids, and she wore red and bright silver armor as she chased the gluttons surging in the clouds.

 The majesty of the uncrowned queen and the dragon prince is truly revealed.

 “Hiss…”

A sharp hiss sounded, and Corakxiu dived against the turquoise lake water, its broad scarlet wings flapping, and its slender dragon tail stirred ripples on the lake surface.

Daemon smiled, and approached Vhagar hovering in the sky with his dragon.

Colakxiu quickly rose into the air, twisted his slender neck, and sprayed streaks of scarlet dragon flames as if for free.

Hang! Bang!

In the arena, the fat referee beat the gong one by one, shouting like crazy: "Dragon! This is the Targaryen dragon!"

 The Shenyan Lake Martial Arts Competition is a grand event destined to be recorded in history.

How could it be possible without the dancing dragons of the dragon clan?

 “Hiss…”

 Under a driver named Targaryen, a total of eleven dragons appeared to the world.

Since the time of Aegon the Conqueror and his three dragons, the number of dragons in Westeros has officially exceeded two palms.

Dragon shadows shuttle in the blue sky, and the roar of the dragon echoes all the time.

The three giant dragons of Vhagar, Glutton, and Vormisor broke through the clouds and gathered over the competition field together, maintaining a parallel and staggered flying height and slowly circling.

Three pairs of copper bell-like vertical pupils show hostility, and they are alert to each other under the driving of the driver.

 The size of a giant dragon occupies half of the arena.

Three giant dragons soared together, and the arena was like dusk falling, without any light from the sun.

 “Hiss…”

 Bloodworm, Melias, Syrax…

Eight dragons gathered around the competition ground, circling rapidly around the three giant dragons, stretching their necks and screaming continuously.

 In an instant, the competition ground seemed to have become a brand new dragon's nest.

 A group of dragons dance wildly, blood and fire come from the same source.

 “Land!”

A high-pitched shout rang out, and Wormisor, who spread his wings and soared, took the lead.

 There was a muffled sound.

Wormithor slowly landed in the open space south of the competition ground, and his huge body swayed, revealing King Viserys sitting high on his back.

 “Hiss…”

Glutton and Vhagar also slowly descended, one to the north and one to the west, surrounded on three sides by the competition arena made of white stones.

 “Hiss…”

Other drivers gave orders one after another, and the dragons roared through the clouds and quickly lowered their altitude.

 Syrax and Yangyan were still small and landed directly on the top platform of the competition field.

Menghuo and Melias are huge, and they are each looking for a landing place.

Daemon and Corakxiu were the most convenient. Taking advantage of their slender bodies, they landed on the top platform and screamed at the audience below.

 Soon, a group of drivers stepped off the dragon's back.

The three giant dragons of Vhagar, Glutton, and Vormisor were prostrate on the ground, their towering backs exceeding the height of the tournament, like three insurmountable mountains.

 Most of the remaining dragons flew away, such as dream fire and sheep thieves.

 Syrax and Gray Shadow stood on the top platform, close to the glutton with steady breathing.

The blood worms hissed at them, and together with Vhagar, they were hostile to the dragon on the opposite side.

 Side reflection, the driver's influence on the dragon.

  A little bit of the internal struggle within the Targaryen family was exposed, and the audience below was so embarrassed that they covered their ears and did not dare to watch.

　　With more than a dozen dragons in the royal family, no one party or even one realm of nobles can shake its foundation.

 The dragon masters who stepped off the dragon's back gathered on the broad platform.

Viserys stood at the front of the high platform in high spirits, wearing jet-black robes and a golden crown.

 Behind him, all his relatives gathered.

Rhaegar is on the left, with Rhaenyra and Helena beside him.

 Daemon is on the right, flanked by Lannar and the twins.

 Allison and Rhaenys stood behind Viserys, followed by the three Aegon brothers and the sea snakes Corlys and Laninor.

 The black fire symbolizing royal power was pulled out and raised high above the head.

Viserys looked down at the subjects below, and his voice could not suppress his excitement, and said loudly: "My lords, forget the unhappiness of the past and welcome the new era of the Dragon Clan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were several sounds of drawing swords beside him.

Rhaegar and Daemon were both wearing armor, swords drawn, and guarding their father and brother.

Rhaenys wears a scarf, revealing the dark sister held by the Dragon Prince.

As an adult male heir, Aegon naturally drew his sword and raised it above his head with high spirits.

 Just one word and one action showed the power of Targaryen.

 “Long live the Targaryens!”

With the first shout, the competition ground boiled like cotton wool that was ignited.

 The faces of the nobles, big and small, turned red with excitement. They clapped their hands enthusiastically and shouted "Long live the King, Dragon King" and other words.

 “Hiss!”

 “Hiss…”

 Three giant dragons descended outside the arena and roared.

 Syrax, Blood Worm, Dreamfire and other dragons sensed the emotions of the driver, and raised their dragon heads together, spitting out dragon flames and neighing.

 Under the dragon flames, all living beings are equal.

Seeing this situation, the nobles became even more crazy and wanted to immediately join in an unprecedented battle with more than a dozen dragons on their side.

Enjoying the warm applause and cheers, Viserys was intoxicated. He turned to look back at each of his relatives, and was so excited that it was beyond words.

 “Father, say something.” Rhaegar reminded with a smile.

"good!"

Viserys smiled brightly and nodded vigorously.

Black Fire suddenly penetrated the ground, holding the hands of the eldest son and younger brother with both hands, and faced the many nobles below with his head held high.

“Everyone, this Divine Eye Lake Tournament is about to usher in a much-anticipated knight showdown!”

 After saying this, he raised the arms of his eldest son and his younger brother.

Viserys's eyes shone and he announced loudly: "Rhaegar Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, my heirs and brothers, they will defeat all contestants in the final showdown!"

 The words are powerful, confident and even arrogant.

 He has determined that the champion will be chosen between the two.

 “Hiss…”

The glutton supports his huge body with both feet, stretches his neck and roars, and the green dragon flame pours out.

　　Corakxiu neighed not to be outdone, and the scarlet dragon flames streaked across the sky above the tourney.

 The dragon has reflected the heart of the driver.

Rhaegar suddenly looked back and met Damon's eyes.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other and smiled, their desire to fight rising in their hearts.

 The competition ground was filled with thunderous applause, and the cheers were louder than ever.

 (End of this chapter)

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