Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon

King's Landing, Red Keep.

The Red Keep has not been as solemn and lively as it is now for many years. The courtiers serving in the palace stood in the courtyard of the Red Keep in twos and threes with tangled faces. Everyone's expression was different, but they all had similarities.

That is, "I don't know what to say, and I dare not say it, and I dare not ask."

"Get out, get out!"

A loud shout interrupted the whispers of the people. The courtiers closed their eyes or looked away, trying not to look at the handsome man in luxurious clothes who was beaten by the wine glass and the book.

"Elena, listen to my explanation."

"Get out!" Princess Elena was dressed in a tight suit. If the White Knight had not held the sword at her waist firmly, I am afraid that the sword would have been on Prince Aegon's neck at this time.

That's right.

Aegon Targaryen, Prince of Oldtown.

In fact, Viserys had always been hesitant about Aegon's succession to his position, but in the end, he still recognized Aegon as a ruler. Except for some minor problems in his private life that were harmless to the nobles, his other abilities were indeed far superior to his brothers.

But no one expected that Prince Viserys, who was originally in good health, would return to Oldtown after resigning from the position of Hand of the King. Perhaps because of overwork, or perhaps because people who are overworked cannot rest all of a sudden.

In short, not long after returning to Oldtown, Viserys's physical condition also took a sharp turn for the worse, and he was forced to gradually transfer the power of the territory to Aegon for management. According to the estimates of the scholars, Viserys's body could still last for many years.

Unfortunately, accidents always come to this world before normal.

After Viserys felt that his body had improved slightly, he took advantage of the rare good weather and good mood to complete three major itineraries of riding a dragon, hunting, and picnicking in one day.

The first two were okay, Igarath was very obedient. After all, without Amber Shadow and Sarafathers, Igarath was a mighty dragon. There was no strong liquor with added ingredients, crazy wild boars, etc. during the hunting process.

There were indeed wild boars, but they were roasted by Igarath's dragon flame.

Viserys also complained about his own dragon, saying that it ruined the dinner that night.

The problem was the picnic at night.

Viserys's ruling method was not brilliant, but it was also top-notch. The civilians of Oldtown respected him very much. After learning that the prince was hunting in the suburbs, the merchants of Oldtown happily sent golden wine from the Arbor Island, as well as many delicacies that the slightly richer civilians liked.

Viserys especially loved roast chicken baked with honey and fried fish in batter and bread crumbs.

He ate a lot of these two and was particularly happy.

According to Aemon, who followed his father to hunt.

That night, Viserys ate at least twelve fish and three roast chickens, as well as countless wines and various sweets.

Then something went wrong.

That night, Viserys had unbearable abdominal pain. Even drinking milk of the poppy didn't work. Although his condition eased for a time under the full treatment of the maester, Viserys, who had read many books, was already very clear about what disease he had.

"Crab"

Prince Daemon also died of "crabs" in his stomach.

Unexpectedly, the same disease also conquered him.

Viserys eventually died in the palace of Oldtown in the year 173 of the Conquest of the World.

After his death, the Targaryen family in Oldtown also began to go their separate ways. Lady Lara took her daughters to live in a villa in the countryside of Oldtown and was busy looking for a suitable son-in-law for her daughter. Aemon, Aerion and Maegon flew to King's Landing to serve King Daeron, who was obsessed with writing.

After Aegon finished his inheritance, he found that there was no one left by his side.

Even his legal wife Princess Rhaena chose to go to King's Landing with her son, who was also named "Daeron", because of his absurd behavior and lived in the Black Palace of her younger brother.

King Daeron was very happy about the arrival of his sister and nephew. He even personally picked a dragon egg for little Daeron.

A dragon egg with gold and topaz colors.

It was bigger than an ordinary dragon egg.

What a pity.

It didn't hatch.

So he also came to King's Landing.

"Elena, listen to my explanation." Aegon wanted to say something, but when he saw the courtiers in the courtyard, he shut up.

He couldn't tell Elena in public that it was Princess Diana who climbed into his bed.

This would be a heavy blow to the reputation of the royal family.

On the contrary, it would not have any impact on his reputation. After all, everyone in the area ruled by the Iron Throne now knows that Aegon is romantic and passionate, and the "legend" that his children and grandchildren are all over the world.

Elena looked at Aegon angrily, calmed down, and she thought of this. She glared at Aegon angrily, and the malice in her eyes dissipated a little, but she still warned Aegon with her eyes.

Remember your choice.

Then she turned around and ran into the Red Castle.

She never thought that Diana would be so bold that she would actually get together with Aegon and even get pregnant.

She should have discovered it long ago.

Elena pulled her golden and silver hair in annoyance. Diana's crying in the delivery room made her mind confused. She found that she couldn't sort out her current thoughts.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it." Elena cursed in a low voice, while speeding up her pace. Diana's boldness, no, it should be said that she was reckless and ignorant without considering the consequences, and her extreme selfishness, which would even bring huge cracks to the kingdom.

Elena suddenly stopped.

She almost bumped into Eamon who was walking towards her.

"Cousin Eamon, what's wrong?" Elena hurriedly grabbed Eamon and asked anxiously.

Aemon shook his head: "Diana is still trying to give birth. The child is healthy and strong, so even if the birth goes smoothly, Diana will be in great pain."

"She deserves it." Elena said angrily: "Have all the maesters gone in?"

Aemon nodded: "They are all experienced maesters. The Grand Maester has also participated in the delivery of Beile. With them, plus the birth is relatively smooth, Diana will be fine."

"Thank you." Elena calmed her mind and took a few deep breaths: "Where is His Majesty? He is still in the study."

Aemon nodded: "His Majesty said that there is no need to disturb him for such things. He asked us to tell Diana and Aegon that they should deal with the sins they have committed themselves."

The Knight Prince sighed faintly: "His Majesty said that he would give the manuscript of "The Eastern Crusade" to Daeron."

Elena's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"At least it's true now."

Elena breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the door of the delivery room creaked open.

Princess Diana, who was slender and beautiful, stumbled out with a bloodstained body, holding a strong baby.

Elena was silent. It seemed that Aemon and the white knights who rushed over to support the princess did not exist.

She only felt a trance in front of her eyes.

It was over.

Because she saw the flame called "victory" in Diana's eyes.