Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon

The camp of the Yronwood family.

Lewyn Yronwood took the golden crown given to him by Tygarro from the hands of the surrendered nobles of Middle Dorne. He slowly put it on his head.

"Long live the High King of Dorne!" Earl Jordain, who led the army in person, was the first to raise his sword and shout. Before Queen Nymeria unified Dorne, the Jordain family was a loyal vassal of the Yronwood family. Even after hundreds of years of Martell's rule of Dorne, the two families still had close contacts. Almost at the same time, the one who shouted with him was Earl Manwoody of the Tomb of the King. The ancestor of the Manwoody family was also a king. It is said that he once killed a gardener king of the River Reach, so their family emblem is a skull with a crown. Unfortunately, the current Manwoody family has long declined. The Manwoody family, whose territory is close to the Yronwood family, can only rely on this powerful family to survive.

"Long live the High King of Dorne!" The nobles who were originally vassals of the Yronwood family raised their swords at the same time.

"Long live the High King of Dorne!" The lords of Middle Dorne who surrendered after Prince Keoren's defeat also raised their swords. They did not find the flag of the Martell family after the camp roar, and finally had to kneel down and pledge allegiance to Lewyn Yronwood. Among them, the most active one to surrender was the Qorgel family of Sandstone City. In the era when the Yronwood family was king, the Qorgel family was also a vassal of the Yronwood family.

The army of the Yronwood family suddenly expanded by thousands of people. It has already had the powerful atmosphere before Nymeria unified Dorne.

Lewyn looked at the cheering crowd with satisfaction, and the fireworks swayed, hiding the face of Tigaro in the shadows. Lewyn raised his wine glass with satisfaction and found Tigaro in the corner.

"Messenger, I have a daughter who is 13 years old and has not yet reached her first period. I wonder if she will be lucky enough to marry the Dragon King." He looked at Tigaro drunkenly: "If the prince and the prince have a favorite girl from my family, you can also ask me. I respect the marriage customs of Valyria."

Tigaro looked at Lewen speechlessly, but he hid his emotions well.

"Your Majesty, I need to ask the prince for instructions on this matter."

"Haha, messenger, say hello to the prince for me." He raised his glass: "To Prince Longzel."

Starfall City.

After receiving the news that Prince Kooren was defeated by Lewen Yronwood and the border army destroyed the coalition of the lords of East Dorne. Sir Albin Dayne, who imprisoned his father, finally saw the opportunity he had dreamed of. And his sister Obara Dayne also sent him what he wanted from High Hidden City.

A crown carved with a river.

The young knight couldn't wait to crown himself, calling himself the King of the Turbulent River, Albin V of the Dayne family. The Blemont family did not dare to go against the powerful Dayne family, so they could only send envoys to surrender.

The Uller family, which had lost most of its troops and family heads, went crazy again. The young man who was highly expected by the family knights and believed that he would not be as crazy as his father also made himself a crown and called himself the King of the Great Desert and the Shield of the Sulphur River.

The originally complete Dorne was instantly torn apart.

Prince Keoren, who fled back to Sunspear in a panic, immediately sent out ravens, accusing the three kings of being traitors and demanding that the Dorne lords fight together.

But the division of Dorne was a fact. All the territories of the Weir family had been taken by Longzel. He announced that the Dornish people would be exempted from taxes this year, and adjusted the types of taxes that the Weir family had previously levied, reducing the burden on civilians, and purchased a large amount of grain from Essos to invest in the markets of the border areas and new territories, greatly alleviating the trauma caused by the war.

Sunspear.

Prince Keoren sat tiredly on his recliner. The dark cloud of the war's failure loomed over the city. The once bustling Greenblood Estuary was now deserted, with no trace of its former prosperity.

"Your Majesty, we still have a way." Moros Kafer, the chief retainer of Kooren, stood beside his master and said softly.

"Don't tell us that we have to bow to the Iron Throne." How could Kooren not know this method? But now it is not very realistic. A Dorne prince who can integrate the whole of Dorne is an existence that the Iron Throne cannot underestimate, but a Dorne prince whose decrees can only be implemented in a quarter or even less of Dorne, his value may not be as high as the Yronwood family who actually controls half of Dorne.

"Your Majesty, but the Iron Throne craves Dorne's submission, even if it is just a nominal submission." Moros said the reality. "Whether it's Yronwood, Dain, or Uller, they dare to openly claim to be king. In addition to their own strength, the most powerful support must be the intervention of external forces."

"I know." Prince Keolan knew it when Lewen Yronwood led the cavalry to raid. Only the dragon could find his marching route so accurately and not be discovered by them. "That little prince has made a lot of efforts. A divided Dorne is much better than a unified Dorne. It can also give him enough time to digest the territory of the Weir family. The Weir family is damned Uller, seven layers of hell."

Prince Keolan had the urge to kill when he thought of this culprit. This son of a bitch almost dragged the entire Dorne into the abyss by himself.

"Your Majesty, we can use this."

"Hmm?" Keolan seemed to think of something. "What do you mean?"

"Yronwood and they can get it from Prince Longzel, and we can too. Since Prince Longzel wants a divided Dorne, then we will give him a Dorne with many heroes standing side by side." Moros said expressionlessly.

"If he wants a complete Dorne, he can't allow one family to dominate. I understand." Keolun suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that Alexandra is too young, otherwise wait, Moros, do you have information about Prince Longzel and others?"

Moros nodded: "It's been prepared for a long time. Princess Alexandra is 7 years old, and Prince Longzel's brother Prince Rey is only 13 years old. This age difference is very suitable, and Prince Rey also has a dragon."

"Moros, are you willing to be my envoy to pay a visit to Prince Longzel and go to King's Landing to seek conditions for the Iron Throne."

"It's my honor." Moros stroked his chest.

"Pah."

The sound of something falling to the ground came from the room behind.

Keolun called the servant coldly: "Tell the maid at home to keep an eye on Alexandra. She is not allowed to leave the palace until the steward Moros comes back."

"Yes, your majesty."

King's Landing.

Red Castle, Council Hall

Otto Hightower sat silently in the position of the King's Hand, and the ministers of the Royal Council were also silent.

Until Criston Cole walked into the meeting room with the king with an unhappy face.

The silence was broken.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Dorne is divided." The king said straight to the point. But everyone could see the joy on the king's face.

"Our long-cherished wish may come true."

Check in for the third update