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

Chapter 604: Viserys: How bitter!

The next day, early in the morning.

Dragonstone.

A giant dragon as black as charcoal flew over the throat and landed at the end of the long stone bridge.

boom!
Rhaegar slid off the dragon's back, his feet feeling a little weak.

It's not all due to the aftereffects of rashly using the Dragon Horn; Rhaenyra is also half responsible.

"Yawn~"

Rhaegar had a pair of dark circles under his eyes and said sadly, "Female dragons are becoming increasingly difficult to serve."

After not sleeping all night, I have to get up early to rush back to Dragonstone.

If you continue like this, it will be difficult to live to be a hundred years old.

"Hiss!"

A dragon's roar echoed in the air, and a huge scarlet dragon as fast as lightning flew out of the clouds.

Melias stared at the dragon-eating creature warily, folded his wings and landed in the distance.

"Rhaegar, it's really you!"

Rhaenys's face was full of surprise, and she turned over and jumped off the dragon's back.

"Roar..."

Melias growled and lowered his dragon body to prepare for battle.

Rhaenys was stunned for a moment, and suddenly noticed the huge black dragon staring at her from a distance.

The Glutton is special in itself, and his size exceeds that of the largest and oldest Vhagar in the past.

This time, it seemed to be a little bigger.

Standing at one end of the long stone bridge, it is almost as big as the Stone Drum Tower.

Melias stood on the opposite side, not even half as good as the other side.

While she was in a daze, Rhaegar came closer and greeted her, "I'm back, aunt."

"Just come back."

Rhaenys couldn't take her eyes away and said in amazement, "Your dragon has grown a lot bigger."

Could it be that there are still wild dragons in the sea of ​​smoke, and they have been eaten by gluttons?

Rhaegar chuckled and said, "Some opportunities."

The fire ore mined from under the fire peak was entrusted to sea snakes to be transported back to Dragonstone.

Then bury it deep in Dragon Mountain and feed it to the dragon with great care.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, come with me."

Rhaenys didn't ask any more questions and took her nephew towards the Stone Drum Tower.

The climate on Westeros is quite different from that on the other side of the Narrow Sea, and it starts to get cooler in October.

Eating some mutton in the morning can keep your body warm all day.

……

Stone Drum Tower.

A few side dishes were placed on the table and the waiter brought a cup of hot milk.

Leiga ate with relish, savoring the aroma of the roasted lamb.

Aunt Rhaenys really knows how to eat. She is worthy of being the mistress of the richest family in the Seven Kingdoms.

"How is the situation? Is the sea of ​​smoke dangerous?"

Rhaenys took a sip of the wine and couldn't help asking.

"Everything went well, and Lord Collis also gained a lot."

Rhaegar understood what the other party was worried about and answered with certainty.

A huge weight lifted off Rhaenys's heart.

Rhaegar drank the milk in one gulp, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and asked, "On the way here, there were many shipwrecks outside the throat."

There are signs of burning.

Rhaenys did not hide it and said bluntly: "That was a ship from Pentos. Daeron burned it while riding Tessarion."

Another part sank in the Bay of Crabs, but that was a Braavos ship.

The two brothers acted decisively and achieved a considerable victory.

"I see."

Rhaegar nodded and stood up: "Aunt, I have to go."

"But you just finished your meal."

Rhaenys frowned.

"No problem, I have something important to rush back to King's Landing."

Rhaegar said as he walked out.

Boom——

The castle gate opened and a figure hurried in.

When Rhaegar saw this, he asked in confusion, "Sir Alfred, what's the matter with you?"

"Some, your majesty."

Alfred is a tall middle-aged man who served on Dragonstone when he was young and has an incredibly high level of experience.

As we age, our hair turns gray and wrinkles accumulate at the corners of our eyes.

At first glance, he looks like a very serious knight.

Alfred walked forward quickly, adjusted his uneven breathing, and reported: "Your Majesty, Adam of Hull Town led the army to withdraw to Tide Head Island. The Throat cannot be without a fleet patrol. I apply for the appointment of the Royal Fleet."

Rhaegar turned his head, not understanding what was going on: "Adam is back to Tidehead Island?"

In my impression, he was a nice guy.

Rhaenys glanced at Alfred and said bluntly: "Aemond wanted to pursue the victory, but the two city-states have already declared surrender, and Adam refused Aemond's order."

War is complicated, and one move can affect the entire body.

The other side did not take the initiative to attack, but provoked in the narrow sea area.

Emond took the initiative and it was difficult to argue about right or wrong.

But chasing to the other side of the Narrow Sea and carrying out revenge would already be considered an all-out war.

Adam was more rational. He listened to the warnings of Rhaenyra and Rhaenys and strongly objected.

Even Emond's threats and inducements were unable to shake his determination.

"It's a tough one, isn't it?"

Rhaegar chuckled, his senses towards Adam reaching a new level.

It is hard for a minister who is loyal to the king's orders not to be liked.

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Alfred looked serious, hoping to show off his skills.

Rhaegar put away his smile and asked in surprise, "Sir, why didn't you lead the royal fleet when the Velaryon fleet went to battle?"

Alfred was stunned when he heard this, and he stammered, "You were not there at the time, so I couldn't ask for your help."

"And if we launch a surprise attack on the fleet of a free trade city without authorization, we will suffer heavy losses."

This was particularly evident in the Velaryon fleet led by Adam.

There are too many enemies, and the dragon cannot burn them all in a short time.

If you want to win, you must use the fleet to open up the situation.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to say anything."

Rhaegar raised his hand to interrupt and sighed, "I understand your feelings, but the royal fleet is not easy to move. You should strengthen patrols."

"But, Your Majesty..."

Alfred tried to fight back, but was slapped on the back of his head.

Lei Ga strode away, not wanting to pay any attention.

He doesn't fight when the battle is head-on, but plans to get credit after the battle. He is also a veteran.

……

Lei Jia walked out of the Stone Drum Tower, and the warm sunlight shone on his face.

He raised his hand to block the light and uttered a sigh to himself.

He had only been in contact with Ser Alfred for a short time, as the latter had been loyal to Rhaenyra, the Princess of Dragonstone, most of the time.

In order to improve himself, Alfred would appear before his eyes whenever he had the chance.

Rhaegar raised his brows, feeling as if he had seen the same face somewhere before.

"Where is it?"

Maybe it was a dream many years ago.

Unable to figure it out, Rega stopped worrying about it.

……

Longshan, at the foot of the mountain.

The Glutton lay prone on the ground, swinging his dragon tail in boredom.

stomping on...

Familiar footsteps sounded, and green vertical pupils opened.

Rhaegar walked out into the sunlight, holding a black dragon egg in his arms.

"Hiss...hiss..."

A dozen dragon handlers in ragged clothes followed behind, tying up three ugly dragon hatchlings with green and white mottled stripes with chains.

The dragon-keeper elder had blood on his face and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, long-winged dragons cannot be kept in Dragon Mountain, otherwise they will disturb the giant dragon."

"Hiss..."

The ugly young dragon screamed shrilly and tried to bite and injure people.

Rhaegar waved his hand and said in understanding, "Lock them all up and feed them with the cheapest fish."

The pterosaur is a ferocious and unintelligent beast.

Originally, they brought back a nest of dragon eggs from Sothoryos as reserve rations.

Once it hatches, try to raise it well.

Daily losses cannot be too great. After all, the consumption of dragons within the family is already an astronomical figure.

Eating some fish can also help you grow bigger.

The dragon-taming elder nodded vigorously and said gratefully, "I will definitely live up to your trust."

Afterwards, he waved his hand to signal other dragon keepers to drag the pterosaur away, and hit its head with a bamboo stick as a deterrent.

Otherwise, you might get bitten if you're not careful.

Rhaegar watched for a moment, then climbed onto the Glutton's back.

The hatching of the pterosaur eggs was a small surprise.

With good development, the dragon’s food problem has been solved.

If it could be tamed artificially, it would be a ferocious beast on the battlefield.

……

noon.

The Glutton flew back to King's Landing and circled twice in the sky, receiving cheers from the people in the city.

Because of the throat blockade, many people are aware of the war.

The king's return from across the Narrow Sea was undoubtedly a shot in the arm.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton gave a final roar and landed in front of the dragon's lair.

Not long after, a white carriage drove by.

……

The Red Fort, the king's palace.

“Ha~haha~~”

Viserys lay panting on the bed, his face pale.

"There is medicine. How long will it take to cure?"

Rhaegar sat beside the bed and wiped the sweat from his father's forehead.

Grand Secretary Orville and Bachelor Mukun stood by, one grinding the juice of the resurrection orchid and the other reading a book.

Maester Mukun frowned as he read it and said hesitantly, "The herbs will surely help, but Viserys's spirit is weighing down his body, and it will take a long time for him to recover."

To be honest, the old king is over fifty years old.

In the relatively backward continent of Westeros, it is impossible to have a very good health.

Rhaegar understood what he heard and said rationally, "Don't force it, but make sure father can return to a normal life."

At least I can't be like this now, where I can't even sleep peacefully.

"That's no problem."

Bachelor Mu Kun was very confident.

Orvel ground the juice, mixed it with the medicine powder he had prepared in advance, and brought it to the bed: "I'll feed it to your majesty."

"Hard."

Rhaegar helped his father up and pried open his trembling lips.

Orvel shook his head and fed the medicine tirelessly.

Among the group of bachelors, he may not be the most knowledgeable.

In close comparison, Bachelor Mu Kun's knowledge is broader than his.

Orville is a loyal person who just wants to complete the job at hand conscientiously and responsibly.

"Gudonggudong~~"

Viserys drank the bitter medicine, his frowning brows twisted into knots, and he muttered, "I won't drink it anymore. It's too bitter."

"Just drink it. The kingdom still needs you."

Rega took the sugar water handed to him by Orvel and fed his father some more.

It was like the sweetness covering up the sourness and bitterness, or like hearing the voice of the eldest son.

Viserys' brows relaxed, and he lay in his strong arms, breathing slightly heavily.

"Let's go out first."

Rhaegar put his father down and called over the two maesters.

Five beads of fresh and ripe resurrection orchid are more than enough to heal mental damage.

Next, just leave it to time.

……

By solving a hidden problem in my heart, years of pent-up depression will dissipate.

Rhaegar walked to the princess's chambers.

Boom boom boom!
I knocked on the door and there was a quick response from inside.

"Brother, come in."

Rhaegar smiled slightly and reached out to push the door open.

"You are finally back."

Helena knelt on the carpet, a smile blooming on her fair face.

Her beautiful face was not made up, and her silver hair fell on her cheeks, making her look even more charming and eye-catching.

"I brought a gift."

Rhaegar tilted his head and shook the black dragon egg in his hand.

(End of this chapter)