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

Chapter 613: Haiyan is well fed and well drunk

half a month later.

King's Landing, Dragon Gate.

A lacquered white palace wheel drove out of the city gate, with royal knights holding three-headed red dragon flags leading the way.

At the back of the team, Leonor was riding a tall horse, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

Harwin, with a face full of stubble, followed him, like a big, hunchbacked black bear.

The horse's hooves trampled the fragrant grass by the roadside and moved forward towards the river.

……

Red Fort.

Rhaegar stood in front of the window, watching the convoy gradually disappear from sight.

The eldest son set off.

On behalf of the royal family and personal honor, he challenged the nobles of the riverlands.

"He's a good kid, and he's got some courage."

Rhaegar pulled down the curtains and hid his reluctant gaze.

Baeron has the courage and responsibility to be the crown prince.

Especially that fair face that looks 70% similar to his childhood face, which always earns extra fatherly love.

"I wonder if Maika will have nightmares again?"

Ripples appeared in Rhaegar's heart, and he suddenly missed his third son who was far away in Volantis.

He was a quirky little guy, naughty but cute, and smart when he needed to be calm.

Among the nine children, Meka is the most like his father.

Even the eldest son Baelon and the second son Aemon, who looked like Rhaegar, were not as good as their younger brothers in character and way of doing things.

So, Meka can only be in Volantis.

"Go see him sometime."

Rhaegar sighed softly and turned to face the wall with the mural of copulation.

The fireplace was filled with firewood, and the flames illuminated the collections on the wall.

A row of Valyrian steel weapons, any one of which would be a heritage item that would cause a sensation if taken outside.

Rhaegar walked closer and picked up the dragon horn hanging high in one hand.

He was also about to set off to Sothoryos to find Ulagas and the unknown wild dragon.

"A wild dragon that exists in the mouths of fishermen is a headache."

Reagar put away the dragon horn, stroked the true fire that had not been used for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and took off the clan sword Blackfire.

With the Dragon Whip and the Dragon Horn, the true fire seems a bit useless.

When passing by Yangji City on this trip, it would be a good choice to bring Blackfire, which symbolizes royal power.

Rhaegar drew his sword and smiled. "As a token of my consolation to Aegon the Conqueror."

……

A day and night later.

In the afternoon, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up.

boom--

A huge monster as black as charcoal flew over Poshan Bay. Its broad wings were like a curtain hanging from the sky, breaking through the gorgeous rainbow under the sun.

On the dragon's back, Rhaegar closed his eyes and dozed off.

I didn't sleep well last night. Storm's End is always in thunderstorms, and the bed was damp and wet.

Unfortunately, Maris Baratheon had just left the courtyard, so it was still Lady Elena who entertained them.

There's nothing we can do about it. The king's travels always have to be done with great fanfare.

Rhaegar rode his dragon and went ahead, and the Kingsguard led the team to visit the nobles along the way.

It's just asking for trouble.

Wow…

Suddenly, a wave surged up, and a dazzling light silver color jumped out.

"Hiss-"

The glutton growled, keenly noticing something unusual.

Rega was in tune with his thoughts and turned over to check the situation below.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

Right at the edge of the Sea of ​​Dorne, a light silver dragon shadow glided along the waves, chasing two blurry black dots.

Rhaegar uttered an exclamation and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

boom--

A beam of orange-yellow and silver-gray dragon flame gushed out, instantly engulfing the two small black dots.

"Hiss!..."

A piercing scream echoed for miles around as two winged dragons flapped their flaming wings and crashed headfirst into the waves.

These two pterosaurs are not big, only about five meters in length.

Once he fell into the sea, he struggled desperately.

"Hiss!"

A light silver dragon shadow soared by, its two hook-like hind legs pierced into the spine of its prey, and it flew to the shore like catching a fish.

"It's really Haiyan."

Rhaegar frowned and patted the dragon's back to signal it to chase after it.

Dragons are territorial creatures with intelligence comparable to that of humans.

Seasmoke hatched on Dragonstone and was soon tamed by the young Laninor, who brought her back to Tidehead to make her home.

Ever since Lanino was killed, the dragon has been searching for its master like a possessed person.

The residents of Dragonstone and Tidehead used to occasionally see sea smoke, but it has disappeared from their sight in recent years.

Sure enough, he was wandering around the Dorne Sea again.

Two giant dragons landed one after the other at the edge of the rain forest in the early morning.

Stab it!

The Sea Smoke Dragon lowered its head, tearing apart the half-dead pterosaur and gnawing on the firm and juicy roast meat.

A whiff of ashes wafted over, and his nostrils twitched slightly.

"Hiss!"

Haiyan suddenly raised his head, folded his wings vigilantly, and roared towards the front.

The Glutton's pale green pupils were filled with indifference. He propped up the ground with his wings and raised his dragon head high, looking down from above like a king.

Two giant dragons stand on each side, like a high mountain connected to another huge mountain behind it.

"Roar……"

The Glutton let out a muffled roar, shaking off the green leaves all over the sky like thunder, and the dragon's mouth opened into a ferocious arc.

In an instant, Haiyan's pupils flashed with panic, and she looked at a relatively small figure.

"Silence, glutton!"

Rhaegar climbed down from the dragon's back and stretched himself.

My back and waist were already sore from sleeping, and I still had to climb up and down the giant dragon.

The Glutton lived up to its ancient noble bloodline, growing rapidly and steadily. After last winter, its size reached an astonishing 180 meters.

According to his father Viserys, the Glutton is now as big as Balerion in his twilight years.

Facing any dragon in the family, it will be a crushing defeat without any surprise.

"Climbing a dragon is so tiring. I envy Aegon for not having such troubles."

Rhaegar chuckled and strode towards the dragon opposite.

Haiyan slowly stepped back, a ball of fire gathering in her throat.

However, they are not targeting humans, but the dragon-eating species that are eyeing them covetously.

"Let your guard down, Haiyan!"

Rhaegar spoke in Dragon Tamer, stepping on the rustling, thick fallen leaves.

"Roar!!"

Haiyan let out a muffled roar and cleverly suppressed the dragon flame.

It knew that the human in front of it, who had a rotten smell but could not hide his blood relationship, was... a good person.

Rhaegar quickly approached, raised his hand and stretched it towards the dragon, saying in a calm and powerful voice: "Haiyan, I know what you are looking for. He is dead."

Poor cousin Lannino, no one knows whether he is alive or dead.

Even the sea serpent and Aunt Rhaenys gave up the search, leaving only one dragon loyal.

"Hiss!"

Haiyan seemed to understand, and her roar was filled with sadness and anger.

"I know you can understand, go back."

Rhaegar was fearless. He let the foul wind blow him. He said solemnly, "Return to Dragonstone or Tidepoint and wait for your next mate."

Haiyan shook the dragon's head and turned its huge body.

Rhaegar sighed and said helplessly: "If you stay, you must learn to avoid humans."

"Roar!?"

Haiyan glanced sideways slightly, and swung his thick dragon tail again and again.

Rhaegar tilted his head to meet her gaze and said sternly, "Stay and wait!"

Haiyan is a dragon with great talents and has participated in many wars.

Several younger children have not yet tamed their dragons, so every dragon in the family is invaluable.

Vhagar is too old to be tamed by the dragon cubs.

The three dragons, Silver Wing, Sea Smoke and Iragas, are not evenly divided.

"Hiss!"

Haiyan's alert brain understood the words, and it lowered its dragon head meekly, intending to rub against the human in front of it.

"I'll take it as your consent."

Rhaegar couldn't help but smile, and raised his hand to touch the dragon's jaw, stroking the dense and sharp barbs.

Haiyan shook the dragon head and lowered his neck even lower, like a child seeking shelter.

Rhaegar became a father early on and could clearly distinguish these emotions.

"My good child, you must have had a hard time these years."

Rhaegar's voice was gentle, and he showed his sentimentality for once.

With one hand he touched his chin as if it was itchy, and with the other hand he held the ferocious dragon's kiss, allowing the scorching dragon's breath to hit his body.

“Roar~~”

Haiyan slowly lay on the ground, her shoulders leaning towards this side, her amber vertical pupils revealing a gentle look.

It has to be said that good looks are an asset.

Haiyan has a well-proportioned body and looks very similar to her mother Menghuo. Her light silver scales are gorgeous and ethereal, giving people a sense of dignity that is to be admired from a distance but not touched.

Compared to the terrifying-looking glutton and the extremely evil Korakshu.

It embodies the remaining magic of old Valyria, the dignity and sacredness of mighty dragons.

"Eat now and feed yourself well."

Rhaegar rubbed his cheek to avoid the dragon's kiss, and held the dragon's head to look at the two charred long-winged dragon corpses.

The scales are too rough and rub the skin painfully.

The glutton would never do this, he would just snort arrogantly and try to overturn the rider with a breath of bad air.

"Hiss-"

A certain evil dragon sensed the resentment of its rider and roared back in equal measure.

"Hiss!!"

Haiyan turned around and roared, then picked up the corpse of a pterosaur and threw it to the other party.

As if to say: "Take the money and leave!"

Rhaegar: ...

He smiled, and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

This is the difference between the old-timers and the new generation of dragons, who have more delicate feelings towards humans.

Just like Syrax and Kagero, their feelings for their riders are touching.

……

It's getting late, sunset is twilight.

In the rain forest, the giant black dragon has left, leaving behind only a pile of sticky dragon droppings.

"Hiss!"

Haiyan rubbed his wings with his dragon head and flew towards the sea as usual.

Perhaps with the exception of Korakshu, who inherited the name of "God of the Sea", Haiyan, also known as "Sea Smoke", loves to soar over the sea the most.

The screen turned,
Behind the Bone Road is the Summer Hall.

This is a magnificent palace complex, with its exterior built in garden-style white marble.

"Hiss-"

The fiery clouds at dusk were stirring violently, and a dragon's roar like thunder broke through the clouds.

boom--

In the garden with carved beams and painted buildings below, a giant light blue dragon raised its head, gazing at the horizon with its sharp vertical pupils.

"Keep your voice down, Dreamfire."

Helena, wearing a blue skirt, sat in the gazebo nearby, her pretty face full of seriousness.

On the two small white hands, a pattern of a large ship sailing far away was embroidered.

"Mother."

A little girl walked up to her side and put her white and tender hand on her calf.

The girl is beautiful, with honey-colored curly hair and purple eyes.

The only thing is that his skin is a little pale, which makes his body look rather thin.

The girl had two little buns on her head and was staring at him with a pair of big watery eyes.

She was carrying a backpack with a light purple dragon egg in it.

There seemed to be a few cracks on the eggshell covered with fine scales.

(End of this chapter)