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

Chapter 485: Dragon Horn

Chapter 485: Dragon Horn
"what?"

Little Darren was shocked. He pointed his greasy finger at himself and asked innocently, "Me?"

"Pfft!"

Benilla laughed out loud, gloating.

Renia's face turned slightly red, and she hugged her father's arms tightly, shrinking into a ball shyly.

The three children laughed and played with each other and got to know each other.

The adults reacted differently.

Lanar smiled gently, quietly observed little Darren's expression, and stroked her daughter's cheek.

Marriage between royal families, a button connecting three parties.

Damon's face turned awkward, and he said with a fake smile: "My child hasn't made a decision yet, but you guys are targeting him first."

Little Darren shrank his neck and put down the pig's trotter in frustration.

He was eating a piece of roast suckling pig, as if he were involved in some unforeseen incident.

Viserys said cheerfully, "If you are willing to adopt me, I will negotiate with Lord Corliss."

Collis said seriously: "The three children grew up together, and it is very suitable for them both emotionally and in terms of status."

At first glance, everything seems harmonious.

Damon really wanted to scold the two men for being shameless and give them a harsh look.

Think carefully about the pros and cons and choose to be patient.

The situation was good, and Collis' mood eased a lot. He even took a sip of wine comfortably.

Velaryon had no shortage of heirs with the blood of the Merfolk.

What he wanted was a dragonborn, preferably one with closer ties to the royal family.

In the next few decades after Rhaegar ascended the throne, thanks to this relationship, Velaryon still enjoyed the honor second only to the royal family.

on the contrary,

The royal family lacks a fleet that can travel across the oceans, so it is necessary to win over the Velaryon family.

The Dragon King Family and the Sea Family have been the best partners since the Freedom Fortress period.

Otherwise, our ancestors would not have risked following the exile Enar to migrate to Westeros.

After a brief thought, Daemon made up his mind, rubbed Rhaena's head, and said reluctantly: "You can adopt her, but she must be raised by Rhaena's side until she reaches adulthood."

It is inevitable that my daughter will marry out sooner or later.

Marrying her brother's youngest son would be a good match.

The prerequisite is to be raised in the royal family and have a Targaryen heart.

Upon hearing this, Collis frowned slightly, obviously unhappy.

Since he was adopted, he should naturally be raised on Chaotou Island.

Otherwise, if you just change your surname, who knows what you are thinking.

If he was an ungrateful person, wouldn’t his sea snake family be eaten by his son-in-law?

Damon looked at him with burning eyes, not afraid to do so.

His first wife, Lady Rhea of Runestone City.

That was arranged by my grandmother, Queen Alysanne.

Some of them even suggested that he use his offspring to occupy Fushi City.

It's just that he looked down on the bronze woman, and she was also on guard against him.

However, the sea snake fell into trouble and came to him for help.

The essence has fallen into inferiority.

Viserys looked around and gave a look to Rhaenyra who was watching the show.

Rhaenyra was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Shi Shiran stood up and said, "I am Renia's adoptive mother. She was raised by me so that she could learn the court etiquette better."

Collis and Damon were stunned.

The so-called court etiquette is a cover-up.

Rhaenyra is the princess of Dragonstone and the future queen of a kingdom.

Keeping Rhaena with her would be more beneficial than keeping her at Driftmark or Tyrosh.

At the very least, no one dared to object to the queen's adopted daughter becoming a countess.

If anyone dares to gossip, Rhaegar, who is half cousin and half adoptive father, will take action.

It has to be said that Damon was very tempted by this proposal.

Logically speaking, Rhaena should have been kept by Rhaenyra's side, as it had been decided before.

While the men hesitated, the women took action.

Rhaenys stood up gracefully, placed her hand on her husband's shoulder, and made the decision directly: "Rhaenyra is the foster mother of the two girls. There is no doubt about where they are raised."

Lanar agreed: "The children will be raised by Rhaenyra, and they will be able to grow up with the newborns and form a deep bond from an early age."

boom!
The wine cup tapped lightly on the table, and Rhaegar finally spoke: "I agree."

The bloodline of old Valyria has returned to the continent of Essos, and before Aegon and Aemond can take charge, the Sea Serpents and Daemon can't do it without their help.

but……

Damon glanced at his nephew, and when he saw the smile on his face, his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

It’s better to beat your nephew as early as possible.

The good nephew was taken care of by Rhaenyra alone and lacked a complete childhood.

No one objected, and the matter was settled.

Benilla and Rhaena were very happy. They smiled widely and cheered, "Princess!"

The twins jumped up and rushed to Rhaenyra's side.

One of them picked up the sleeping Baeron, and the other hugged the naughty Imon, and they took the initiative to share the burden of taking care of the baby.

Rainier was also very happy. She stroked the two little girls she had raised, with a slight smile on her face.

Collis watched silently, giving up his unrealistic demands.

It's fine to keep her by Rhaenyra's side, as long as she has a heart to defend Velaryon.

Rhaena was half Velaryon.

Bloodline cannot be faked.

Collis thought truthfully, thinking that was the end of it.

However, it is not enough.

Rhaegar smiled and said, "Rhaena is Daemon's daughter. She hatched the dragon Dawn. It is not right to deprive her of her right to tame dragons."

"But the Dragon Law cannot be tarnished and no loopholes can be left."

Collis's face changed slightly, and he asked nervously: "Prince, what do you mean?"

If he strictly abides by the "Dragon Law", his little plan will be doomed to fail.

Viserys and Daemon looked over at the same time, their eyes filled with surprise and a hint of doubt.

It is a bit inappropriate to bring up "Dragon Law" at this time.

Although, Velaryon shouldn't have had dragons in the first place.

Rhaegar ignored all the looks and told them frankly, "Rhaena is Rhaenyra's adopted daughter. She was adopted and changed her surname. She also married Daeron and married into the Targaryen royal family."

"The dawn still belongs to her."

Hearing this, Collis' eyes flickered and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, Rhaegar said, "Daeron and Rhaena's second child will be adopted by Velaryon, but because Rhaena has made an exception, dragon eggs will no longer be placed in the cradle of the adopted child."

Some openings cannot be opened.

Rhaena is one of us, so she can have dragons.

Next generation, no!

After hearing the deep meaning, Collis frowned.

Instead, Viserys and Daemon looked thoughtful.

Rhaena is Daemon's daughter, so she naturally has the right to tame dragons.

If he is adopted by Lannino, he will automatically lose this right.

Rhaegar retained Rhaena's rights to maintain the alliance between the Sea Snakes and Daemon.

Anyway, Rhaena is going to marry Daeron, and she will still be a member of the royal family in the end.

However, their adopted offspring could not inherit the dragon taming rights from their mother Rhaena in accordance with the "Law of the Dragon Clan" and was only a Velaryon.

At first glance it seems cruel, depriving a newborn of his supreme power.

Was all Rhaegar could say.

Changing one's allegiance involves a lot of things.

In order to safeguard the rights and interests of the royal family, sacrifice is inevitable.

"I agree!"

The first person spoke.

Everyone looked at him and it turned out to be Damon.

Damon looked calm as he picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

He only cares about the rights of his children.

As for children’s children?
It’s not his place to meddle in other people’s business. His children and grandchildren will have their own blessings.

He has no interest in fighting for a grandson/granddaughter who doesn't even exist yet.

Viserys also stated, "That makes sense. Rhaena is a royal favor and shouldn't ask for more."

Collis was sad, knowing that he could not refute it.

Shamelessly claiming a Renia is already a huge profit.

Then I thought about it.

The royal family's direct jurisdiction expanded beyond the Narrow Sea, and Velaryon, also a descendant of ancient Valyria, was an indispensable part of it.

By then, if the descendants are capable enough, they can marry into the royal family again.

Even if the Targaryens had a special family tradition, it would be impossible for every generation of male and female heirs to be absorbed internally.

Didn't he win the favor of Rhaenys with his own charm?

So, gladly accept.

……

The moon is high in the sky, and the sky is dotted with stars.

Late at night, the dinner ended. With the successful negotiation at the table, the three parties made preliminary arrangements for the alliance.

Sign peace terms with Braavos, strengthen the Stepstones garrison, and restore trade between the three city-states.

If the above three points are achieved, the royal-led alliance will expand its military and political power in a short period of time.

Lay a solid foundation for the Targaryen snowball strategy of invasion, colonization, and reproduction.

"The envoy from Braavos will leave tomorrow, and will bid farewell to the sea snake family."

Rhaegar yawned and walked alone along the corridor back to his room.

After being busy for so long, I am inevitably physically and mentally exhausted.

The war was over, all parties had reached an agreement through negotiations, and it was thought to have come to an end.

Unexpectedly, my father decided to abdicate and let others take over.

It's such a tiring life, I can't rest for even a moment.

crunch--

Back in the bedroom, Rhaegar took off all his clothes and threw himself on the soft goose feather bed.

Rhaenyra was not there.

Being entangled by the excited Benilla and Renia, he insisted on hugging his adoptive mother and the two babies to sleep together.

Little Darren is so shameless that he wants to join in the fun.

He grabbed him by the collar and threw him to Sir Elric.

It's embarrassing for the Targaryens that a 7-year-old boy can't beat the 4-year-old Benilla in wrestling.

Rhaenyra became pregnant in April and gave birth to her son after eight months of pregnancy.

The twins will be born in mid-December, and the full-moon celebration will be held after a while.

It is now the year 122AC.

Rhaegar was another year older.

The 17-year-old crown prince will soon be promoted to the real Young Dragon King.

"sleepy."

Rhaegar closed his eyes and muttered.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

pat!

A fire started in the fireplace, and wisps of green smoke came out from a few sticks of fragrant wood, dispelling the moisture in the room.

Rhaegar was drowsy and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Just before falling asleep, a thought suddenly came to my mind.

King's Landing is adjacent to Blackwater Bay, and there is more or less snowfall every winter, and the temperature often drops below zero.

It’s already January this year.

Not a single snowflake had fallen, and the temperature was fairly warm.

"The climate is pleasant and the people can have a good winter."

Rhaegar thought.

puff!
As soon as I fell asleep, the flames in the fireplace expanded for a moment, swaying out coquettish lines.

Rhaegar, sleep soundly, and dream.

In the dream, there is the familiar hazy fog and the bloody fighting on the battlefield.

Rhaegar looked around blankly, wearing Valyrian steel armor as black as night, holding true fire and dragon claw in each hand.

A scarlet cloak hung on the back, rustling in the howling wind like a ghost, as if it was carrying the remaining blood of thousands of lives.

crackling——

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder and red lightning streaked across the sky.

The sky was in chaos and fog blocked the view.

The patter...

A drizzle of rain fell, washing away the broken limbs and corpses on the ground.

Rhaegar took a tentative step, his boot-covered feet stepping on the mud, blood mixed with rain water flowing into a continuous stream, splashing some water.

A drop of dirty water hit my cheek.

Rega shuddered, and the cool feeling was so clear.

"Where is this?"

Looking around, I had to make sure it looked familiar.

It is very similar to the prelude scene in the dream of the Starry Temple.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard.

Rhaegar looked up immediately.

An indistinct black shadow shuttled through the fog and then disappeared.

Rhaegar's eyes widened, not caring about the rain beating down on him, and he whispered softly, "A baby dragon?"

If I'm not mistaken, it seems to be a baby dragon the size of a sheepdog.

Unfortunately, the true appearance cannot be seen through the fog.

"Hiss..."

At this moment, another roar sounded.

Rhaegar reacted quickly and looked in the direction of the voice.

A blue dragon shadow flashed by and then dived into the depths of the fog in different directions.

This time, Rhaegar saw it clearly.

It was a baby dragon with blue scales, the size of half a large dog.

"Where did the dragon come from?"

Rhaegar felt strange.

His first thought was of Dragonstone.

In the greenhouse of Shigu Tower, there are more than a dozen dragon eggs of different years.

Silver Wing and Wormithor lived in seclusion in Dragon Mountain, and it is possible that they hatched the baby dragons.

Even Rhaegar thought of Braavos, the Sea of Smoke, and Sothoryos.

Dreamfire's three dragon eggs went missing and have not been found yet.

According to the speculation made by Xi, it is most likely kept in the hands of the former Sea King of Braavos.

It was very strange that the former Aquaman died in a wildfire for no reason.

There is no need to say much about the Sea of Smoke, the Fourteen Fire Peaks are the dragons' nests.

Besides, it is unknown whether Mogul laid dragon eggs before flying out of the Sea of Smoke.

Sothoryos needs no further introduction.

The giant dragon skeleton exuded a sense of weirdness from beginning to end.

The cave walls are carved with depictions of some sort of evil sacrificial blood witchcraft.

There are three dragon eggs in the cave.

One of the dark red dragon eggs had not yet hatched and was picked up by him after it was petrified.

The original colors of the other two dragon eggs could not be seen, but they had already hatched.

Calculating the age of the dark red dragon egg fossils, the two dragon eggs hatched around the time of the doomsday catastrophe.

Even if two baby dragons were hatched, they would not have survived until now.

Lei Jia frowned and pondered: "I'm afraid that something unexpected will happen and the year calculation will be inaccurate."

When I think about it carefully, I feel a little regretful.

Time was running out, so he and the Glutton only traveled to the northern half of the continent of Sothoryos and the islands, and did not visit the farther core areas and the south.

Who knows, there might be dragons in Sothoryos.

It just corresponds to the two baby dragons in the fog.

Rhaegar was helpless. The red comet was coming and the magic tide was rising.

The world is rich in magical power, and dragons, as the pinnacle of magical creatures, are bound to see an explosion in numbers.

Just like Blizzard, Thrax, Dawn, Moondance…

Baby dragons, which are supposed to hatch one or two per generation, have hatched one after another in recent years.

Rhaegar thought about how to find the young dragon.

Instantly.

Wuwuwu——

A heavy horn sounded, echoing throughout the foggy battlefield.

Rhaegar listened carefully and it sounded very familiar.

Ancient, heavy, fiery...