Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Half a month later.

King's Landing, Mud Gate.

"Hiss-"

Several giant dragons soared, roaring and playing with each other.

And on the city wall.

A huge scarlet dragon is filled with blood and evil energy, and its sharp horns seem to pierce the sky.

Belron was stunned and his lips kept moving: "E-Aemon."

Opposite him, a familiar figure rode a red dragon.

That face that he thought about day and night was more impactful than his own memories when he looked in the mirror, and he couldn't help but fill his eyes with tears.

"It's me."

Aemon was smiling, his short silver-gold hair shining in the sun.

"Eamonn!!"

Belron couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward with tears in his eyes.

Aemon couldn't help but smile. He turned over and slid off the dragon's back, opening his arms and hugging each other tightly.

How long.

The brothers finally meet again, and a thousand words are not worth a hug.

"I didn't expect that I would come back."

Aemon secretly wiped away his tears and mocked: "You idiot brother, you are still crying."

Bang!

Bellon started at zero frame, punched him hard, and said angrily: "You bastard, why don't you come back sooner if you are still alive."

"Isn't it time to come back?"

Aemon rubbed his chest in pain and stepped aside to introduce the red dragon "Ursa Major".

Belron knew it as soon as he saw it, and said in surprise: "It is the descendant of Dream Fire, and it is a nest of dragon eggs with Ilagas and Storm Cloud."

Just three days ago, news came from the Reach.

His younger brother Viserion drove the "Bloodwing" Eragath to join the battlefield in Oldtown and burned all the Quels fleet and those infected with greyscale.

Oldtown is gathering an army, preparing to enter Dorne through the Prince's Pass to put down the rebellion.

Good news kept coming, and Belron happily shared it.

Hearing this, Aemon patted his chest and promised: "I have conquered Slaver's Bay, and a hundred thousand Dothraki cavalry came across the sea."

In the face of the skilled Dothraki cavalry, rebellions everywhere were mediocre.

"Hiss!"

A giant silver-gray dragon flew over Blackwater Bay and soared towards this side.

The brothers both turned around, thinking it was Mekar arriving.

"Hiss-"

The sky suddenly darkened, and the long white clouds were violently knocked away, leaving only endless darkness.

The glutton spreads out a pair of charcoal black wings, enveloping the silver-gray dragon and heading straight for King's Landing, like a demonic dragon bringing down the doomsday.

Aemon was stunned and said in a trembling voice: "Father."

…

King's Landing, Dragon Gate.

A mountain of black coal stands tall, absorbing all the sunlight that the sun casts down, sending out heat that melts the snow.

Only when he opens his pair of pale green vertical pupils can he be recognized as a giant dragon.

One hundred thousand Dothraki cavalry lined up neatly, all looking at the dark dragon with lowered eyebrows and maintaining deathly silence.

Rhaegar glanced at them calmly. These were all temporary men he had captured.

The decisive battle with the White Walkers on the Great Wall is short of a lot of cannon fodder.

"Father, let me go with you."

Aemon hugged his thighs tightly, eyes filled with longing.

I returned home and saw my father. King Aemon of Slaver's Bay was like a child.

Although he is.

Rega touched his head, his eyes a little helpless: "No, you have to stay with Belron."

I really can't get angry at my lost and found son.

You have to endure so much hardship before you can return to your hometown in glory.

How could a father not feel distressed?

"No, take me with you."

Lord Aemon kept pestering him.

The Dothraki cavalry were the elite ones he brought back, so they had to be compensated.

Just take him with you.

"Yes, Father."

Belron's eyes were full of seriousness and he begged, "Let's go to the North together."

It’s not just the brothers.

Mekar and Daenerys also stood beside them, each looking expectantly.

"no!"

Rhaegar couldn't help but have a headache and decisively refused.

The previous generation of the family has already rushed to the Great Wall, and the next generation must not have any accidents.

Several of his sons are promising.

Even if the Great Wall falls and the White Walkers attack, they can still take their family dragons to Essos across the strait.

"Father, I want to see my mother."

Aemon pretended to be pitiful and said firmly: "The Dothraki trust me, and I will be by your side so that they can move forward bravely."

As he said that, he gave his eldest brother a look.

Belron looked embarrassed and gritted his teeth and said: "Father..."

"Okay, no need to say more."

Rhaegar interrupted the eldest son's plea and made a decision: "You can go, even climb the Great Wall, but you must persuade your mother and sisters Benila to come back."

Three women's dragons are not enough to guarantee their own safety.

Eamonn has gone through many hardships and has become able to stand alone.

One for three, no loss.

"good!"

Aemon was overjoyed and immediately let go of his hand and returned to normal.

King Aemon is back online, riding the red dragon Ursa Major and commanding a hundred thousand Dothraki cavalry.

"You guys, take care of yourselves."

Rhaegar stroked the child once more, then turned around and climbed onto the dragon's back.

"Hiss-"

Under the watchful eyes of several children of Bellon, the Glutton roared into the sky, blowing away the falling snow.

One hundred thousand Dothraki cavalry roared out and headed straight to the north against the cold wind.

…

Half a month later.

Great Wall, Black Castle.

"Your Majesty, the prince has come to deliver a message."

Cragen carried the giant sword "Ice" on his back and approached the king who was looking far away.

The king has been back for five days, bringing not only enough supplies, but also 100,000 Dothraki cavalry.

The Great Wall now has strong soldiers and horses.

"Take me to him."

Rhaegar's purple vertical pupils returned to their original state, and he turned around and walked down the observation tower.

"Please."

Cregan showed only respect for him and led the way first.

Soon, they were at the bonfire on the parapet.

"Father!"

Aemon, who was warming his hands by the fire, had his eyes light up and came up to him: "Mother asked me to come and see you."

Rhaegar glanced at him and said contemptuously: "Your mother only knows how to scold me now."

"Hehe." Aemon smiled embarrassedly.

After arriving at the Wall, the family had just reunited for two days when his father ordered his mother and the sisters Benilla to withdraw from the North.

But in the end, he failed.

Aemon patted his butt and planned to leave: "There is no situation in Castle Black, so I will go back to Donghaiwang first."

"Get out."

Rhaegar waved his hand in disdain.

Aemon didn't care either, and rode the violent red dragon away.

Wait until he walked away.

The smile on Rhaegar's mouth disappeared, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Rhaenyra and Bella stayed at Eastwatch-by-the-Sea with Aunt Rhaenys.

The first thing he learned when he returned to the Wall was that Laenyno and Seamoke were attacked, and Eastwatch-by-the-Sea was attacked by the army of the White Walkers.

The wight dragon was transformed from the fallen Seamoke.

The eighteen fortresses of the Wall are now all closed, and water becomes ice and forms a whole with the wall.

If the army of the White Walkers wants to cross the Wall, they can only attack the two most important fortresses, Castle Black and Eastwatch-by-the-Sea.

He personally stayed in Castle Black, with Daemon and Aemond helping him.

There are more people in Eastwatch-by-the-Sea, and there are seven dragons alone, including Melias, Dreamfyre, Sunfire, Ursa Major, Syrax, Moondance, and Dawn.

Among them, Moondance and Dawn are of low combat power and have no reference value.

It mainly relies on Aunt Rhaenys, Aegon and Helena, the three main forces, with Rhaenyra and Aemon assisting.

The overall strength of the two fortresses is not much different, so there is no need to worry about the Night King riding an ice dragon to sneak attack that side.

Rhaegar took a deep breath: "Night King, it's time for you to come."

He had a premonition that the war would start at any time.

Woo woo woo——

As soon as the thought came, the horn on the Great Wall blew three times.

"Quick, get ready!"

The Night's Watch and the Kingdom's coalition army were shocked and rushed to the wall.

The three horn sounds meant that the White Walkers were coming.

Rhaegar was silent, stroking the two Valyrian steel swords at his waist, and followed the crowd.

At this moment, outside the Great Wall.

Most of the ghost forests were cut down, and the open fields were full of wood piles and snow.

Rumble!

The army of dead ghosts suddenly appeared, black and countless, and rolled up gusts of cold wind.

"Hiss!"

A pale dead ghost dragon flew out first, flapping a pair of tattered wings, and the dragon head was shriveled and lost its jaw.

Even so, ice-blue flames accumulated in his throat.

A White Walker rode on the dragon's back, holding up an ice crystal spear and shouting silently.

The corpse dragon approached the Great Wall and led the corpse army to attack.

"Hiss!!"

A sharp hissing sound came from the inside of the Great Wall, and a scarlet giant beast slowly crawled out, jumping down like a snake.

Damon was wearing black steel armor and had a cold face: "Scum, let me meet you."

Boom!

Korakxiu's vertical pupils flashed with hostility, and he opened his mouth to spit out scarlet dragon flames, twisting his body to approach the opponent.

The corpse dragon's eyes were dull, and it spit out ice-blue flames to fight back.

Boom——

Red and blue collided, bursting out brilliant sparks and ice slag.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, an ice crystal spear shot out from the dark.

Damon's eyes were stern, and he pulled the saddle rope on the dragon saddle to forcibly change Korakxiu's flying trajectory.

The next second, the ice crystal spear cut through the scarlet scales.

"Hiss!!"

Korakxiu screamed, his snake-like body bent back, and a scale on his chest was broken.

Fortunately, there was no danger.

"I found you."

Rhaegar stood on the top of the city wall and immediately locked onto a corner of the haunted forest.

As if realizing that he was exposed, the existence hiding in the dark no longer hid.

"Hiss--"

The towering pine trees collapsed piece by piece, and a white ice dragon emerged from the snow, its entire body looking like an ice sculpture.

"So big!"

Rhaegar's eyes suddenly shrank, and he didn't expect to underestimate the enemy.

The white ice dragon opened a pair of ice-blue vertical pupils, and its huge body comparable to a mountain stepped out. Wherever it passed, the pine trees seemed like weeds on the roadside.

It was three hundred meters long from head to tail, and it was winter when it exhaled.

It was full of oppression, and standing there made people feel stuffy.

"Hiss--"

The glutton fell from the sky and roared on the top of the city wall, and the green vertical pupils were full of cruelty and tyranny.

The authority of the wild dragon king cannot be challenged.

"Man, be careful."

Rhaegar climbed onto the dragon's back and looked at the Night King from a distance.

Buzz!

The true form of the Dragonborn was revealed, with black fire all over his body, and a thin smoke-like armor as thin as a cicada's wing was worn out of thin air.

The Night King's ice-blue eyes were emotionless, and he just raised the ice crystal spear in his hand.

"Hiss--"

The white ice dragon let out a howl from ancient times, and its wings of blue bone and white membrane soared into the air, actively launching an attack.

"Hiss--"

The glutton was not to be outdone, and the black dragon mouth opened wide, ready to tear the opponent apart.

Immediately, the war was about to break out.

The army of corpses surged to the bottom of the Great Wall like a wave, roaring and climbing.

The Night's Watch and the Kingdom Alliance suppressed their fear, threw down kerosene and rolling logs as if they were free, and cooperated with the fire bombs of the Children of the Forest to blow up the corpses.

"I'll do it!"

The giant Nunu picked up a large millstone and smashed a large number of corpses.

All the tribes in the Great Wall were fighting hard.

...

Thousands of miles high in the sky.

The two giant beasts were entangled endlessly, breathing dragon flames against each other.

One black and one white do not give in to each other, spinning and rising into the air, as if drawing a yin and yang diagram.

"Glutton, tear off its wings!"

Rhaegar's body shook violently, his eyes fixed on the Night King's every move.

The Night King isn't much better.

The ice dragon is not the transformation of a corpse. The intelligent ancient creature has its own ideas and has no time to take into account the incarnation of the cold god on its back.

The Night King raised the ice crystal spear several times, but was stopped by bumps every time.

"Hiss-"

The glutton's green vertical eyes flashed fiercely, he let go of his abdomen and let the ice dragon's claws tear him apart, and opened his mouth to tear off one of the opponent's wings.

"Roar!!"

The ice dragon roared in pain, its huge body knocked open the black fire dragon, and its sharp claws tore open the opponent's abdomen.

In an instant, the fight ended in defeat for both sides.

The glutton was disemboweled, revealing the hot internal organs.

One of the ice dragon's wings was broken, cracks appeared on half of its body, and it fell involuntarily.

"How are you doing, glutton?"

Rhaegar was nervous and worried about its condition.

The glutton shook his dragon head, flapped his wings and slowly lowered his body.

One person and one dragon share the same mind, knowing that no harm has been done.

The ice dragon is too big, half its size.

The glutton is a shrewd hunter, and he knows very well that if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs.

It deliberately traded injuries for injuries to destroy the ice dragon's flying ability.

"Let's chase!"

Rhaegar drew his clan sword "Black Fire" to resist hidden arrows at all times.

However, no.

Rumble——

The ice dragon fell straight down, and when it was about to hit the ground, it turned over to reduce its inertia and landed with a crash.

Landing just in front of the Great Wall, crushing a large number of corpses.

The Night King had no expression on his face. He gave up on the dark dragon hovering above his head and turned to stare at the towering Great Wall.

"Roar——"

The ice dragon is indifferent by nature, and the ice blue dragon flames suddenly spurt out, breaking through the blockage of the frozen iron door.

A gap appeared in the Great Wall, and the army of zombies filed in.

Seeing this scene, Rega's purple vertical pupils shrank slightly, and he murmured: "I'm looking down on you."

It seems that the opponent's goal from the beginning was to break through the Great Wall and let the ghoul army enter.

"Hiss!"

The sheep thief flew out of the city wall, his emaciated body blocked the gap, and he sprayed dragon flames to drive away the corpses.

Under the mud-like dragon flames, a forbidden area was burned out.

Rhaegar braced himself and said seriously: "Land, glutton!"

The glutton glanced back and did not immediately carry out the order.

Rhaegar patted the dragon on the back and said with a smile: "We have our own opponents."

As far as the eye can see.

The Night King slid off the ice dragon's back and led an army of zombies to approach the gap in the Great Wall.

The ice dragon devoured nearby corpses, staining half of its body with blue blood, and its wounds slowly healed under the blue blood.

If you don't act quickly, the wound will heal.

"We have to split up, man."

The Night King can only be killed by Valyrian steel, and he must fight it himself.

The glutton was silent for a while, then flapped its wings and slowly landed, placing its shoulders on the ground for the driver to step off.

"Don't be embarrassed."

Rhaegar smiled calmly and kissed the ferocious dragon with his forehead.

Then, pass through the crowded army of ghouls.

"Dammit, stop!"

Rhaegar shouted and chopped down the stumbling block with his backhand.

The Night King turned his head when he heard the sound, his face stiff and surprised, as if he didn't expect that the other party would come to confront him.

As soon as he raised his hand, dense crowds of corpses rushed forward.

Almost all the transformed aliens of the same race were killed, leaving only one dragon that controls the wight.

For the time being, only these consumables can be used.

“Oo Lala~~”

Suddenly, the sheep thieves blocking the gap in the Great Wall gave way, and a large number of Dothraki cavalry filed out.

The Dothraki cavalry screamed strangely, and the scimitars in their hands were smeared with fire oil and burned, forming an unstoppable long flame dragon.

Rhaegar grinned, and the pressure suddenly decreased a lot.

After cutting down the corpses blocking the road, an open space appeared on the battlefield of snow and blood, leaving two kings.

The Night King's face was gloomy, and he clenched his ice crystal spear to fight.

Bang!

The black fire collided with the ice crystal spear, splashing out a large amount of ice shards.

Rhaegar took several steps back, releasing the power of the White Walker's body.

The Night King continued to step forward, with the ice crystal spear raised in the posture that showed countless spear masters.

"Haha, you only have one life this time."

Rhaegar smiled horribly, and pulled out the second Valyrian steel sword "Nightfall" with his left hand.

This is not a dream, you can be resurrected after death.

Holding a Valyrian steel sword in each hand, wearing Valyrian steel armor, black fire burst out all over his body, and his aura was several times stronger than that of the Night King.

No longer human, comparable to gods.

Bang!

Rhaegar waved his swords, like two chain blades chosen to kill, and the ice crystal spears were pushed back continuously.

The Night King's icy blue eyes stared closely, and he could only feel the flashes of cold light.

Unknowingly, the armor on his body was scratched and a large area of ​​his chest and abdomen fell off.

The Night King is a body of a strange ghost without emotions. If he were a living person, he would be sweating.

Bang!

With the final blow, the ice crystal spear shattered the tiger's mouth and flew away in an instant.

The Night King was shocked, his eyes gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of the two swords, and he shook his head up and down comically.

At the critical moment, the big mouth let out a silent roar.

"Roar——"

The ice dragon roared, trampled on a large number of corpses, and approached here.

Boom!

The Glutton rushed forward, his black body pressed down on the Ice Dragon, and took the opportunity to bite the throat covered with ice cones.

The Ice Dragon struggled hard, the ice-blue dragon flame sprayed randomly, and the wings flapped regularly.

Puff! Puff!

Sharp ice cones emerged from the back and wings, piercing the metallic black scales of the Glutton.

Crack!

The Glutton's green vertical pupils were excited, and his fangs penetrated the ice scales inch by inch, sucking the cold blue blood.

The blood dragon danced wildly, and it would not stop until death.

"You ghost, you shouldn't wake up."

Rhaegar's eyes were cold, holding two swords.

The Night King had no expression, and waved his fists to try to resist.

Puff!

The pale skin was instantly shattered into powder when it touched the sword blade.

Rhaegar did not stop, stabbing the opponent's abdomen with his left hand, and beheading him with his right hand.

Puff!

The pale body was shattered, and the Night King's head was left flying up, opening his mouth weakly.

"Not dead yet?"

Rhaegar's eyes were surprised, and he stepped forward with full vigor.

The Night King's head rolled on the ground, his ice-blue vertical pupils staring blankly at the sky, and his mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something.

Rhaegar's face turned cold, and he kicked the sword to stab the forehead of the head.

He understood.

The Night King said: "I... will come back... "

The next moment, the family sword "Blackfire" pierced into the forehead of the head.

The Night King's mouth froze, and it broke like a balloon with a "bang", turning into a wisp of ice-blue cold wind.

Rhaegar just breathed a sigh of relief, and the ice-blue cold wind turned around and pierced through his heart from his back.

The Valyrian armor flashed a dark halo, frantically blocking it.

However, the ice-blue cold wind seemed to be just an ordinary breeze, drilling into the armor to reveal its fangs, passing through the chest and crushing the heart.

Plop!

Rhaegar's body stiffened, and he knelt straight down.

At the same time.

The army of wights inside and outside the Great Wall seemed to have lost the signal, and they all fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The Night King was dead, and the army of wights was destroyed.

But!

Rhaegar covered his chest, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and smiled bitterly: "This is the god, what a tricky backhand."

Valyrian steel armor can block infinite magic, but it can't block the natural wind.

The cold wind is also part of nature, and it really makes you feel cold all over when it blows on your body.

Fortunately, the "demigod" will not die.

Rhaegar gritted his teeth, forced himself to get up, and staggered and couldn't stand steadily.

His body is transcendent and otherworldly, even the gods would be jealous.

The heart is just a container, and it will break if it breaks.

It's a pity that his life span of 500 years is estimated to be only about 100 years.

"Hiss--"

The deafening roar resounded through the sky, and blue blood splashed on the ground.

Outside the battlefield.

The white ice dragon collapsed to the ground, its chest heaving violently, with scars of all sizes all over its body.

The glutton was like a ghost in purgatory, with ghost fire flowing out of its dragon mouth, biting the thick neck of the ice dragon fiercely and pulling it.

Finally, accompanied by the sound of ice breaking.

The glutton suddenly shook its head, and the abyss giant mouth bit down the lower half of the ice-scale dragon neck with the dragon head drooping, and forcibly split the ice dragon in half.

"Hiss... Ga..."

At this moment, a scarlet dragon fell straight from the sky.

Along with it, there was also a broken corpse of a wight dragon.

Daemon's face was hideous, his feet stepped on the back of the pale dragon, and the dark sister in his hand pierced through the hard scales.

Judging from the distance of one foot between the dark sister's sword hilt and the scales, there should have been a white ghost head there.

"Hiss!!"

Korakshu screamed, twisting his body like a snake in the air, and turned from leaning back to diving.

A pair of scarlet wings flapped, faster than the speed of the wight dragon's wreckage falling.

When the wreckage was about to land, it opened its sharp dragon mouth and bit it.

Boom!

The wreckage fell heavily to the ground, and the scarlet dragon's slender abdomen rubbed the snow and slid passively to the ground.

"Daemon!"

Rhaegar's eyes widened, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

"Hiss~~"

Korak was covered with scars, hot white smoke came out of his body, and his slender neck was weakly pressed against the ground.

Opening the tightly closed dragon mouth, a figure fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rhaegar, how are you!?"

Aemond looked anxious, driving the sheep thief to land in a hurry, and ran wildly towards the shaky broad back.

Rhaegar felt tired and fell backwards at the sound.

"Rhaegar!"

Aemond reached out to catch his eldest brother, his one eye suddenly shrank: "Wake up, father and the others are still waiting for you."

"Ahem, it's not that bad yet."

Rhaegar coughed twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Aemond was stunned for a moment, and was completely convinced by this guy.

He still felt like laughing.

...

The war was over, and the North returned to peace.

The troops from all sides retreated, and many people stayed.

For example, the giants, the children of the forest, and the ancestors outside the wall, they were granted a piece of land adjacent to the Great Wall, and they would not go back to endure the cold winter.

Cregan Stark was busy day and night, fearing that they would clash with the people of the North.

But that was all his trouble.

...

132AC.

King's Landing, it was midsummer.

The people rushed to crowd the streets, and flocked to the Red Keep, the New God's Church, and the Dragon Cave in batches.

The great cold wind in 131AC passed.

It is said that the king and his family went to the north and defeated the legendary army of the dead, and the dragon breathed fire to dispel the winter.

Many people have not seen it, but there were noble knights from all over the Seven Kingdoms who participated in the "Battle of the Wall of Despair".

Targaryen is no longer just a surname, but more like a belief rooted in people's hearts.

A living god is more worthy of worship than one that is invisible and intangible.

Noon, Dragon Cave.

Witnessed by thousands of people, a graceful and luxurious corpse lay on the pyre and was cremated under the azure dragon flames.

Helena looked sad and rested her head on Meng Huo.

Her mother Allison passed away.

Alison refused to go to Harrenhal to escape the winter. She caught the wind and cold in the Red Keep, and finally closed her eyes with a Bible of the Seven Gods in her arms.

Bachelor Mu Kun said:

In the days before her death, the Queen Mother would pray to the Seven Gods every day for the safety of her children, and she would often miss His Majesty King Jaehaerys I.

Until the illness took her away and ended the pain.

"Don't be sad, she doesn't want to see you cry."

Viserys supported his frail body and comforted several grieving children.

Both Aemond and Daeron's eyes were red.

Especially Aegon, who was even worse than Helena in daughter form. He sat slumped in his arms and cried.

However, today’s focus is not on Dragon’s Lair.

Red Keep, Throne Hall.

The king announced that he would confer the title of three princes.

Prince of Slaver's Bay "Aemon Targaryen", Prince of Volantis "Maekar Targaryen", Prince of the Golden Fields "Viserion Targaryen".

and three princesses.

Princess Lyanna Targaryen of Myr, Princess Baela Targaryen of Lys, Princess Danila Targaryen of Summerhall.

He also re-appointed the Acting Duke of Casterly Rock in the West and the Assistant Minister of the Prince of Stormland's Palace.

There were also changes to the Imperial Council.

Sea Lord Corlys Velaryon retired due to illness and was replaced by Daeron Targaryen. A ceremony was held at Countess Rhaena Targaryen of Tidehead Island.

At this point, the Targaryen dynasty opens a new chapter.

…

Time flies, time flies.

205AC.

King's Landing, midsummer.

On the hills of Rhaenys, the magnificent dragon's lair has long been demolished and a majestic dragon's lair has been rebuilt.

Under a weirwood tree, the bright red leaves cast a shadow.

A figure with long silver-gold hair reaching to his waist leaned on a thick tree trunk and quietly looked at a golden wheat field.

The ears of wheat ripple in the wind, like ripples on the water.

Suddenly, the silver-blond figure turned his head, as if listening to something.

Red Fort.

"He's born, he's a healthy little prince!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have your own heir."

"Your Majesty, give the prince a name."

Among the noisy voices, a strong male voice stood out.

"Let me see, his name is Rhaegar. Rhaegar Targaryen."

Viserys II laughed and held his eldest son high.

Under the weirwoods.

The silver-blond figure withdrew his ears and shook his head in disgust: "This grandson is lazy enough. He is more troublesome than his father in naming him."

Verron should not have been allowed to retire then.

These teenage bastards!

"Rhaegar!"

Suddenly, a woman's crisp shout came from behind, and there was a soft moan as the dragon's head necklace collided with her as she ran.

The silver-blond figure paused for a moment, then looked back and smiled: "Oh, you are all here."

He looked behind him, and behind him stood several beautiful figures who had been accompanying him for a long time.

There is also a lazy old dragon that is as black as carbon, has green vertical pupils, and is over three hundred meters tall.

Of course.

besides……

Thousands of figures that have always been with you.

"Love you~"

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At this point, it’s over! (End of chapter)