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

Chapter 640: Haiyan Recognizes the Master
The next day.

King's Landing, Red Keep.

"Quack quack..."

Dense swarms of ravens were released to deliver messages to every castle in Westeros.

One after another, giant dragons flew out of the dragon's lair and moved across the Blackwater Bay.

The dock at Lannimen stopped transporting goods, and the sailors of the royal fleet carried the goods and continued to head towards the throat.

The death of a young prince shook the entire continent.

Not since 101 AC, when the brave Baelon Targaryen died of bloating, had a male heir died.

What’s more, he is a precious dragon rider.

……

Red Fort.

Alison looked grim as she helped her husband into the bedroom of her former friend.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!
"Rhaenyra," Viserys knocked on the door, panting. "My child, are you all right?"

My daughter came back last night and locked herself in her room without eating, drinking or taking a shower.

He has lost many children who have not yet grown up and understands the pain of losing a child.

"I'm fine, Dad."

Rhaenyra was still wearing yesterday’s dirty clothes, and her calm demeanor and tone were worrying.

Viserys said sadly: "Aemon... he is only a child, but the disaster will pass."

What a good child, the clingiest one among the grandchildren.

I like listening to him telling the story of his grandfather, the King of Ruishi, over and over again, and helping him read passages in history books.

"Seven Gods, he shouldn't have to endure this!"

Viserys looked back and sighed.

Rhaenyra glanced at her father and stood by the hearth, polishing her sword, the Light of the Realm.

No one regretted it more than she did.

Aemon was sent by her.

No one was sadder than her.

That was her child. Who was the person who persuaded her and also lost a child at the same time as her?
"Rhaegar has already set out."

Viserys stumbled forward and reached out to take his daughter's hand.

"I know."

Rhaenyra dodged to the side, quickly sheathed her sword, lowered her head and murmured, "It will get better."

Viserys's hand froze in mid-air, and the compassion in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Rhaenyra, you should take a bath and eat something."

Allison watched coldly and couldn't help but persuade her.

At least all her children are alive and none of them have encountered any accidents.

"Yes, you're right."

Rhaenyra bit her lower lip and hurried out: "I have children, I have to go see Visenya and Egg."

One second later and tears would fall.

boom--

The door slammed shut.

Viserys was dejected, and a dull thud seemed to hit his heart.

Allison had a complicated expression on her face as she gently smoothed out her husband's disordered breathing.

……

Chaotou Island, Hull Town.

boom--

A huge, coal-black monster flew over the island, followed by a gigantic green dragon and a light blue dragon.

The harbor below was crowded with large ships flying the green seahorse flag.

Collis looked serious as he strolled through the harbor inspecting the fleet.

"Collis, come on!"

Rhaenys, wearing a black dragon riding suit, walked over to a wooden shelf while taking off her gloves.

Collis turned his head and said in surprise: "You should accompany the queen in King's Landing."

“I went and came back.”

Rhaenys lay on the shelf and said with emotion: "Not every woman needs comfort. The cruelty of fate is obvious to all."

"Then it may be particularly cruel to you and me."

Collis sighed and couldn't help but feel the same way.

His son and daughter had left one after another a long time ago.

None of them died of old age, and all of them made him, an old father, worry about his children.

"But you and I have not done anything wrong."

A hint of confusion flashed across Rhaenys's eyes, and she said angrily, "Storm's End caught fire last night. Lady Elena, Maris, Floris, and hundreds of other people were killed."

That was her mother's hometown, a place filled with many beautiful memories.

A big fire that everyone knew about burned everything up and down, leaving nothing behind.

Collis frowned and didn't respond.

To be honest, any normal person would be angry about what happened to Aemon at Storm's End.

Mrs. Maris deserves retribution for what she has done.

but……

“Too much.”

Corliss pondered secretly and asked, "Is there any direct heir to the Baratheon family?"

It seems that there is also a married daughter, who is the third among the Four Storms.

"Do you think a person filled with anger will leave behind trouble?"

Rhaenys took a deep breath and gritted her teeth secretly: "Our majesty has ordered that the Baratheon family be stripped of their dukedom and a prince's palace will be built on the ruins of Storm's End to commemorate their deceased son."

"He wants to replace the Duke of Yijing? How bold."

Collis couldn't help but change color.

The pattern of the continent of Westeros has not changed for hundreds of years. The last major change was when the conquerors unified the six kingdoms.

But even as conquerors, they still retained the feudal system of the six kingdoms, replacing kings with dukes.

Even Dorne did not succumb and still uses the title of prince to this day.

If the royal family directly abolishes the dukedom of a territory, it means that a large amount of land will be incorporated into the royal territory and subject to the direct jurisdiction of the royal family.

One is loyal to the lord, the other is loyal to the king.

The power structure is very different due to the different titles.

Moreover, the prince's palace was built on the ruins of Storm's End. What kind of signal will this send to the noble lords of the entire Westeros continent?
Rhaenys said with a look of loss, "It's Baratheon's fault that he was caught by the pigtail and became the unlucky one who was killed as a warning to others."

Everyone knew about the stupid things Maris had done, but no one dared to speak out about it.

“Power is like a vast ocean, ready to stir up huge waves at any time.”

Collis was filled with emotion and reminded his wife: "Let's not get involved. It's more important to prepare for the next war."

"Yes, it's war again." Rhaenys shook her head and laughed, not interested at all.

Her son died on a battlefield in the rainforest, and her daughter died on a battlefield on her delivery bed.

It seems that people are born for war.

"Don't be like this, Rhaenys."

Collis looked worried and stroked his wife's face: "The children are dead, but we still have to go there."

"you're right."

Rhaenys nodded reluctantly and pressed her cheek against her husband's palm.

For an old couple, this is the only consolation they can find.

……

In the lower half of the strait, Nas Island.

A lush island next to Shipwreck Bay, across the sea from Storm's End.

Because of the azure blue waters along its coastline, it is also known as the Sapphire Island.

In the early morning, the pier was very busy.

Fishermen and fishmongers get up early as usual, sell and purchase fresh fish, process them and sell them to island residents.

"Bastard, give me a big fish."

A tall man walked up to the fishmonger's stall and shouted mockingly.

When the people around saw this, they also smiled.

"Here I come. Please wait."

The fishmonger smiled kindly and was not surprised by this.

In front of everyone, he skillfully slaughtered a live fish, gutted it and scraped off the scales.

Afterwards, the fish butcher put on his apron, tied the fish's mouth with a straw rope and handed it to the customer.

"Six bronze stars, thank you."

The fishmonger chuckled and stroked his bald head with silver stubble.

The tall man was attracted by his superb knife skills and smacked his lips: "Your knife is really fast, you don't look like a bastard at all."

He took out a handful of copper coins and slammed them on the chopping board, then hurried home carrying the big fish.

The fishmongers were used to it and continued to run their stalls.

Who can blame him for having dazzling silver-blonde hair and dark skin? One can tell at a glance that he has a complicated bloodline.

But he doesn't know who his parents are, so he inherited the illegitimate surname "Storm" from Storm Land.

"Did you hear that a prince who rode a dragon died?"

"real or fake……"

"Of course it's true. A dragon wing that big was fished out of the sea..."

The dock was as quiet as usual, with idle people talking to each other.

The fishmonger blinked and leaned forward to eavesdrop.

Who wouldn’t envy the big guys who can ride dragons?

"I also heard that a dragon landed on the island, right in the courtyard of your lordship's castle."

"My uncle's nephew is a shepherd. He did deliver several goats to the lord's castle this morning..."

"..."

The story became more and more mysterious, and some people began to say that the lord was going to tame the dragon and fly it.

The fishmonger lost interest and continued to chop the fish head in disappointment.

Fish heads are not easy to sell, so I take them back and feed them to my wife and children.

"Hiss!!"

The next moment, a huge light silver dragon took off from a corner of the island, flying and roaring across the blue sky.

"dragon!……"

Everyone on the dock saw it and gathered together to gaze at the dragon.

People in small places are not like those in King's Landing and Tidehead Island. They may never see a dragon in their entire lives.

"Hiss!"

Haiyan screamed loudly, one of its wings was injured and was about to fall halfway through the flight.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the giant dragon and they didn't notice that a fishmonger was missing.

Sapphire Beach.

The light silver dragon screamed continuously, flapped its clumsy wings and fell continuously, finally landing on the soft gravel.

After struggling for a while, he turned over and climbed out of the sand, shaking off his huge body with all his strength.

"Hiss..."

Haiyan murmured weakly and looked up at the forest on the other side of the beach.

You should go over there and recuperate.

Suddenly looking up, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure came into view.

“Hiss!?”

Haiyan shrank her neck, bent over vigilantly and assumed an attacking posture, her amber vertical pupils wide open.

The figure stood there in a daze, staring at the dragon in a trance.

One second, two seconds...

The man and the dragon stared at each other for several minutes, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Roar……"

Haiyan blinked her pupils, was the first to notice something strange, and lowered her body obediently.

blah blah...

The figure hesitated for a moment, took off the fish-smelling apron, and approached the dragon step by step.

Looking at the familiar light silver scales and the dragon smell rushing into the nostrils.

At this moment, Lannino opened his mouth wide and cried out: "Haiyan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't care about what had happened before and ran towards the injured dragon.

He remembered.

She was backstabbed by her lover because of her infidelity and fell into the sea and stranded on the island of Nas. From having nothing, she worked her way up to become the best-selling fishmonger.

He remembered it all.

"Hiss!"

When Haiyan heard the familiar voice, bright light burst out in her vertical pupils, and she couldn't wait to rush forward a distance.

"You found me, Haiyan!"

Lanino burst into tears and fell in front of the dragon, holding its rough jaw and rubbing it hard.

It still has a warm texture, like sand and gravel for sharpening a knife.

"Hiss!"

Haiyan let out a long roar towards the sky, then lay motionless on the beach, covering the driver whom she had reunited with after a long separation.

At this moment, the dragon's roar filled with joy spread throughout the entire island.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a humble fishmonger had transformed himself into a noble dragon rider.

(End of this chapter)