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

Chapter 693 Finale: The Battle of the Great Wall of Despair

half a month later.

King's Landing, Mud Gate.

"Hiss-"

Several giant dragons were soaring, roaring and playing with each other.

And on the city wall.

A huge scarlet dragon filled with blood and murderous aura, its sharp horns seemed to pierce the sky.

Baeron was stunned, his lips moving constantly: "Eamon."

Opposite him, a familiar figure rode a red dragon.

The face he thought about day and night was more impactful than the memory of looking in the mirror, and he couldn't help but well up in tears.

"It's me."

Aemon was grinning, his short silver-gold hair sparkling in the sunlight.

"Aemon!!"

Baerlon couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward with tears in his eyes.

Aemon couldn't hold back his smile, he simply flipped over and slid off the dragon's back, opening his arms and hugging him tightly.

How long.

The two brothers finally reunited, but a hug was not enough to express their feelings.

"You didn't expect it, I'll be back."

Yimeng secretly wiped away his tears and laughed, "Stupid brother, you're still crying."

boom!
Belron started at zero frame, punched him hard, and said angrily: "You bastard, why don't you come back sooner if you are still alive."

“Isn’t this coming back?”

Imon rubbed his chest in pain, stepped aside and introduced the red dragon "Ursa Major".

Baerlon knew it as soon as he saw it, and said in surprise: "It is the offspring of Dreamfire, from the same nest of dragon eggs as Iragas and Stormcloud."

Just three days ago, news came from the River Bend.

His younger brother Viserion rode the "Bloodwing" Iragas to join the Oldtown battlefield and burned all the Quarth fleet and the greyscale infected people.

Oldtown is gathering an army, preparing to enter Dorne through Prince's Pass to quell the rebellion.

Good news kept coming, and Belron shared it with joy.

Upon hearing this, Aemon patted his chest and assured, "I have conquered Slaver's Bay, and a hundred thousand Dothraki cavalry are coming across the sea."

In the face of the warlike Dothraki cavalry, rebellions in various places were nothing more than a piece of cake.

"Hiss!"

A giant silver-gray dragon flew over Blackwater Bay and soared towards this side.

The brothers turned around at the same time, thinking it was Maeka who arrived.

"Hiss-"

The sky suddenly darkened, the white clouds were violently scattered, and only endless darkness remained.

The Glutton spread out a pair of charcoal black wings, shrouded in a giant silver-grey dragon, and flew straight towards King's Landing, like a dragon bringing down doomsday.

Aemon was stunned and said in a trembling voice, "Father."

……

King's Landing, Dragon Gate.

A mountain of black coal stood tall, absorbing all the sunlight from the sun and emitting heat that melted the snow.

Only when it opens its pair of pale green vertical pupils will it be considered a dragon.

One hundred thousand Dothraki cavalrymen lined up in neat rows, looking at the giant black dragon with their brows lowered, maintaining deathly silence.

Rega glanced at them calmly. These were all temporary soldiers he had captured.

The final battle at the Wall with the White Walkers is in need of a large number of cannon fodder.

"Father, let me go with you."

Aemon hugged his thighs tightly, his eyes full of desire.

When he returned home and saw his father, King Aemon of Slaver's Bay looked like a child.

Although he was.

Rhaegar touched his head, his eyes somewhat helpless: "No, you have to stay with Baelon."

I really can't be angry with this son who was lost and found again.

After enduring so much hardship, one can finally return home in glory.

As a father, how can I not feel heartache.

"No, take me with you."

King Aemon persisted.

The Dothraki cavalry were the elite troops he brought back, so he should at least give them some compensation.

Just take him with you.

"Yes, Father."

Baeron's eyes were full of seriousness as he pleaded, "Let's go to the North together."

Not just the two brothers.

Maekar and Daenerys were also standing beside him, each with expectant looks in their eyes.

"no!"

Rega couldn't help but feel a headache and refused decisively.

The previous generation of the family has already gone to the Great Wall, and the next generation must not allow any accidents to happen.

All of my sons have become successful.

Even if the Wall is lost and the army of the White Walkers attacks, they can still migrate to Essos across the sea with their family dragons.

"Father, I want to see mother."

Aemon pretended to be pitiful and said confidently: "The Dothraki trust me. With me by your side, they can move forward bravely."

As he said this, he gave his eldest brother a look.

Belron looked embarrassed and gritted his teeth and said, "Father..."

"Okay, no need to say more."

Rhaegar interrupted his eldest son's plea and made a decision: "You can go, even climb the Wall, but you must persuade your mother and Sister Baelor to return."

None of the three women's dragons were strong enough to keep them safe.

After going through numerous hardships, Aemon is now able to stand on his own.

One for three, not a loss.

"it is good!"

Aemon was overjoyed and immediately let go of his hand and returned to normal.

King Aemon is back online, riding the red dragon Ursa Major and commanding 100,000 Dothraki cavalry.

"You guys, take care of yourselves."

Rhaegar stroked the child and turned to climb onto the dragon's back.

"Hiss-"

As the children of Baeron watched, the Glutton roared into the air, blowing away the falling snow.

One hundred thousand Dothraki cavalry rushed out and headed north against the cold wind.

……

half a month later.

The Great Wall, Castle Black.

"Your Majesty, the prince has come to deliver a letter."

Carrying the greatsword "Ice" on his back, Cregan went to find the king who was standing on a high place looking far into the distance.

The king has been back for five days, bringing not only sufficient supplies, but also 100,000 Dothraki cavalry.

The Great Wall is now strong and powerful.

"Take me to him."

Rega's purple vertical pupils returned to normal, and he turned around and walked down the lookout tower.

"Please."

Cregan had nothing but respect for him and led the way.

Soon, by the bonfire on the parapet.

"Father!"

Yimon, who was warming his hands by the fire, suddenly came forward and said, "Mother asked me to come and see you."

Rhaegar glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Your mother only knows how to scold me now."

"Hehe." Imon smiled embarrassedly.

After arriving at the Great Wall, the family had been reunited for just two days when the father ordered the mother and the sisters Benilla to leave the North.

But in the end, it didn't work.

Aemon patted his butt and prepared to leave: "There's nothing wrong with Castle Black, so I'll go back to Eastwatch first."

"Get lost."

Rhaegar waved his hand in disdain.

Aemon didn't care and rode away on the violent red dragon.

Wait until he is far away.

The smile on Rhaegar's face disappeared, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Sisters Rhaenyra and Benilla did not leave and are currently stationed in Eastwatch-by-the-Sea with their aunt Rhaenys.

The first thing he learned when he returned to the Wall was that Lannino and Sea Smoke were attacked, and Eastwatch was under attack by the White Walker army.

That corpse dragon was transformed from the fallen sea smoke.

The eighteen fortresses of the Great Wall are now all closed, and water poured on them turns into ice and becomes one with the wall.

If the army of the White Walkers wants to cross the Wall, they can only storm the two most important fortresses, Castle Black and Eastwatch.

He personally sat in the Black Castle, with Daemon and Aemond assisting him.

There are more people in Donghaiwang, and there are seven giant dragons alone: ​​Melias, Dreamfire, Yangyan, Ursa Major, Syrax, Moondance, and Dawn.

Among them, Moon Dance and Dawn have low combat power and have no reference value.

It mainly relies on the three main forces: Aunt Rhaenys, Aegon and Helena, assisted by Rhaenyra and Aemon.

The overall strength of the two fortresses is almost the same, so there is no need to worry about the Night King riding an ice dragon to launch a sneak attack on one side.

Rhaegar took a deep breath and said, "Night King, it's time for you to come."

He had a premonition that the war would begin at any time.

Wuwuwu——

As soon as the thought came to mind, the horn on the Great Wall sounded three times.

"Quick, get ready!"

The Night's Watch and the Kingdom's coalition forces were shocked and rushed to the city walls.

Three blasts of the horn signify the coming of the White Walkers.

Rhaegar was silent, stroking the two Valyrian steel swords at his waist, and walked along with the crowd.

At this moment, outside the Great Wall.

Most of the ghost forest has been cut down, and the open fields are filled with wood piles and snow.

Rumble!
A large army of zombies suddenly appeared, so numerous in black that they could not be counted, and gusts of cold wind whistled.

"Hiss!"

A pale corpse dragon flew out first, flapping its tattered wings, its head shriveled and without its jaw.

Even so, icy blue flames accumulated in his throat.

A White Walker rode on the back of a dragon, holding up an ice spear and shouting silently.

The Corpse Dragon approaches the Great Wall and leads the Corpse Army to attack.

"Hiss!!"

A sharp hissing sound came from the inside of the Great Wall, and a scarlet giant beast slowly crawled out and leaped down with a snake-like body.

Damon was wearing black steel armor and had a grim expression on his face. “Bastard, let me meet you.”

boom!
Korakxiu's pupils flashed with murderous intent, and he opened his mouth and spewed out scarlet dragon flames, twisting his body and rushing towards the opponent.

The corpse dragon's eyes were dull, and it spewed out ice-blue flames to fight back.

boom--

The collision of red and blue produced brilliant sparks and icy debris.

call out!
Suddenly, an ice crystal spear shot out from the darkness.

Damon's eyes flashed, and he pulled the saddle rope on the dragon saddle, forcibly changing Korakshu's flying trajectory.

The next second, the ice crystal spear cut through the scarlet scales.

"Hiss!!"

Korakhuu screamed, his body bent backward like a snake, and a piece of scales on his chest broke.

Fortunately, there was no harm.

"Got you."

Rhaegar stood on the top of the city wall and immediately locked onto a corner of the Haunted Forest.

As if realizing that it has been exposed, the being hiding in the dark is no longer hiding.

"Roar——"

The towering pine trees fell down one by one, and a white ice dragon emerged from the snow, its entire body looking like a sculpture of ice.

"so big!"

Rhaegar's eyes suddenly narrowed, realizing that he had underestimated the enemy.

The crystal white ice dragon opened its pair of ice-blue vertical pupils and stepped forward with its huge body that was as big as a mountain. Wherever it passed, the pine trees looked like weeds on the roadside.

It is three hundred meters long from head to tail, and every breath you take brings on a freezing winter.

The feeling of oppression is so strong that it makes people feel suffocated just standing there.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton fell from the sky and landed on the top of the city with a roar, his green vertical pupils filled with cruelty and tyranny.

The authority of the Wild Dragon King cannot be challenged.

"Be careful, man."

Rhaegar climbed onto the dragon's back and looked at the Night King from afar.

hum!
The true form of the Dragonborn was revealed, with black flames swirling all over his body, and his body was wearing a smoke-like armor as thin as a cicada's wing out of thin air.

The Night King's ice-blue eyes were emotionless, and he simply held high the icy spear in his hand.

"Roar——"

The white ice dragon let out an ancient howl, and its wings of blue bone and white membrane soared into the air, launching an attack.

"Hiss-"

Not willing to be outdone, the Glutton opened his dark dragon mouth wide, ready to tear the opponent apart.

Soon, a war was about to break out.

The army of zombies surged to the foot of the Great Wall like a wave, climbing up with roars.

The Night's Watch and the Kingdom's coalition forces suppressed their fear and threw down kerosene and rolling logs as if they were free, and cooperated with the Children of the Forest's fire bombs to blow away the zombies.

"I come!"

The giant Nunu picked up a large millstone and smashed a large number of zombies.

All ethnic groups within the Great Wall are fighting hard.

……

Thousands of miles high in the sky.

The two giant beasts were entangled in endless fighting, spitting dragon flames at each other.

One black and one white, neither giving in to the other, they spun and rose into the air, as if drawing a yin and yang diagram.

"Greedy, tear off its wings!"

Rhaegar's body shook violently, his eyes fixed on the Night King's every move.

The Night King isn't much better.

The ice dragon was not a transformed corpse ghost. It was an intelligent ancient creature with its own thoughts and had no time to care about the incarnation of the God of Cold on its back.

The Night King raised his ice spear several times, but was stopped by the turbulence.

"Hiss-"

The glutton's green vertical pupils flashed with ruthlessness. He let go of his abdomen and let the ice dragon's claws tear it apart, then opened his mouth wide and tore off one of the dragon's wings.

"Roar!!"

The ice dragon roared in pain, and its huge body knocked the black fire dragon away, and its sharp claws tore open the opponent's abdomen.

In an instant, both sides were injured.

The glutton was gutted, revealing his boiling internal organs.

One of the ice dragon's wings broke, causing cracks to appear on half of its body, and it fell involuntarily.

"How are you doing, glutton?"

Rhaegar was nervous, worried about its condition.

The Glutton shook his dragon head, flapped his wings and slowly lowered his body.

The man and the dragon were in perfect harmony, knowing that no vital parts were hurt.

The ice dragon was too big, almost half the size of it.

The glutton is a shrewd hunter who knows very well that there is no gain without risking the tiger's den.

It deliberately exchanged injuries for injuries in order to destroy the ice dragon's ability to fly.

"Let's chase!"

Rhaegar drew out his family sword, Blackfyre, to defend against hidden arrows at any time. However, it didn't happen.

Rumbling--

The ice dragon fell straight down, and when it was about to hit the ground, it flipped its body to reduce inertia and landed with a bang.

It landed right in front of the Great Wall, crushing a large number of zombies.

The Night King had a blank expression on his face. He gave up the giant black dragon hovering above his head and turned his head to stare at the towering Great Wall.

"Roar——"

The ice dragon was indifferent by nature, and its ice-blue dragon flame suddenly gushed out, breaking through the icy iron gate.

A gap appeared in the Great Wall, and the army of zombies poured in.

When Rega saw this scene, his purple pupils shrank slightly and he murmured, "I underestimated you."

It seems that the opponent's goal from the beginning was to break through the Great Wall and let the army of zombies enter.

"Hiss!"

The sheep thief flew out of the city wall, blocking the gap with his skinny body, and spewed dragon flames to drive away the zombies.

Under the dragon flames that were like mud, a forbidden area was burned out.

Rhaegar pulled himself together and said seriously, "Land, Glutton!"

The Glutton glanced back and did not execute the order immediately.

Rhaegar patted the dragon's back and said with a smile: "We each have our own opponents."

As far as the eye can see.

The Night King slid down from the back of the ice dragon and led his army of wights to approach the gap in the Wall.

The ice dragon devoured the nearby zombies with big mouthfuls. Blue blood stained half of its body and the wounds slowly healed under the cover of the blue blood.

If you don't act quickly, the wound will heal.

"We've got to split up, man."

The Night King can only be killed by Valyrian steel, and he must fight it himself.

The Glutton was silent for a moment, flapped its wings and slowly landed on the ground, with its shoulders pressed against the ground for the rider to step down.

"Don't embarrass yourself."

Rhaegar smiled calmly and pressed his forehead against the ferocious dragon kiss.

Then, he walked through the crowded army of zombies.

"Stop right there, you bastard!"

Leiga shouted loudly and chopped down the stumbling block with his backhand.

The Night King turned around when he heard the voice, with surprise showing on his stiff face, as if he did not expect the other party to come and fight him.

As soon as he raised his hand, dense swarms of zombies rushed forward.

Almost all of the transformed White Walkers were killed, with only one left riding a wight dragon.

For now, we can only use these consumables.

"Ah la la ~~"

Suddenly, the sheep thieves who were blocking the gap in the Great Wall made way, and a large number of Dothraki cavalry came out one after another.

The Dothraki cavalry screamed and smeared kerosene on their scimitars, forming an unstoppable flaming dragon.

Rhaegar grinned, and the pressure was immediately reduced a lot.

After chopping down the zombies blocking the way, a piece of open space appeared on the battlefield of snow and blood, reserved for the two kings.

The Night King's face was gloomy, and he clenched his ice crystal spear to fight.

Bang!

The black fire collided with the ice crystal spear, splashing a large amount of ice chips.

Rhaegar took several steps back to release the huge power of the White Walker's body.

The Night King continued to move forward, his icy spear raised in a posture resembling that of countless spear masters.

“Haha, you only have one life this time.”

Rhaegar smiled creepily and drew the second Valyrian steel sword "Nightfall" with his left hand.

This is not a lost dream, the dead can be resurrected.

He held a Valyrian steel sword in each hand, wore Valyrian steel armor, and was covered in black flames. His aura was several times stronger than that of the Night King.

It is no longer human, but comparable to gods.

Bang!

Rhaegar wielded his two swords, like two chain blades that could kill anyone they wanted, and the ice crystal spears were forced to retreat again and again.

The Night King stared with his ice-blue eyes, and saw flashes of cold light.

Before he knew it, the armor he was wearing was torn and large areas of his chest and abdomen were peeling off.

The Night King is a White Walker without emotions. If he were a living person, he would have been sweating profusely.

Bang!

With the last blow, the ice crystal spear broke at the base of his thumb and flew out of his hand in an instant.

The Night King was shocked. His sight gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of the two swords, and he shook his head up and down comically.

At the critical moment, his big mouth let out a silent roar.

"Roar——"

The ice dragon roared, trampled on a large number of zombies, and approached this side.

Boom!

The Glutton rushed forward, pressing down the Ice Dragon with his coal-black body, and took the opportunity to bite its throat which was covered with icicles.

The ice dragon struggled hard, spurting out ice-blue dragon flames randomly and flapping its wings rhythmically.

Phew! Phew!
Sharp ice cones emerged from the back and wings, piercing through the Glutton's metallic black scales.

Click!

The glutton's green vertical pupils were excited, and its fangs pierced through the ice scales inch by inch, sucking the cold blue blood.

The blood dragon dances wildly and never stops until death.

"You shouldn't wake up, damn it."

Rega's eyes were cold and he attacked with two swords in hand.

The Night King had no expression on his face and waved his fists in an attempt to resist.

puff!
The pale skin shattered into powder instantly as it touched the sword blade.

Lei Jia did not stop moving. He stabbed the opponent's abdomen with his left hand Ye Lin and beheaded him with his right hand Hei Huo Ping.

Pfft!
The pale body shattered, and only the Night King's head was left flying up, opening its mouth weakly.

"Not dead yet?"

Rhaegar's eyes were filled with surprise, and he stepped forward with full concentration.

The Night King's head was seen rolling on the ground, his ice-blue vertical pupils staring blankly at the sky, his mouth opening and closing as if he was saying something.

Rhaegar's face turned cold and he kicked the sword towards the center of the head.

He understood.

The Night King said: "I will come back..."

The next moment, the clan sword "Black Fire" pierced into the center of the skull's eyebrows.

The Night King's mouth froze for a moment, then shattered like a balloon, transforming into a wisp of icy blue wind.

Just as Rega breathed a sigh of relief, the icy blue wind changed direction and pierced through his heart from his back.

The Valyrian armor flashed a dark halo, blocking madly.

However, the icy blue wind seemed to be just an ordinary breeze, penetrating into the armor, revealing its fangs, passing through the chest and crushing the heart.

Pfft!
Rhaegar's body stiffened, and he straightened his body and fell to his knees.

at the same time.

The army of zombies inside and outside the Great Wall seemed to have lost the signal and fell to the ground in unison, breaking into pieces.

The Night King died, and the army of the dead was destroyed.

but!

Rhaegar covered his chest, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He smiled bitterly and said, "This is the god. What a tricky trick."

Valyrian steel armor can block infinite magic, but it cannot block the natural wind.

The cold wind is also a part of nature. It really makes you feel cold all over when it blows on your body.

Fortunately, the "demigod"'s life was not lost.

Rhaegar gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up, and staggered unsteadily.

His body is so otherworldly that even gods would be jealous of him.

The heart is just a container, if it is broken, it is broken.

It’s a pity that he only has about a hundred years left out of his five hundred years of life.

"Hiss-"

A deafening roar resounded through the sky, and blue blood splattered on the ground.

Outside the battlefield.

The white ice dragon collapsed to the ground, its chest heaving violently, its body covered with scars of varying sizes.

The Glutton was like a ghost from purgatory, with ghostly fire emanating from its dragon's mouth. It bit the ice dragon's thick neck fiercely and pulled it.

Finally, there was the sound of ice breaking.

The Glutton suddenly shook his head, and the abyss-like mouth bit the lower half of the drooping ice-scale dragon neck, forcibly splitting the ice dragon in two.

"Hiss... Ga..."

At this moment, a huge scarlet dragon fell straight down from the sky.

Along with it was the broken remains of a corpse dragon.

Daemon's face was ferocious, his feet stepped on the pale dragon's back, and the Dark Sister in his hand pierced through the hard scales.

Judging from the one-foot distance between the Dark Sisters' sword hilt and the scales, there should have been a White Walker head there.

"Hiss!!"

Korak let out a sharp scream, and twisted its body in the air like a snake, turning from leaning back to diving.

A pair of scarlet wings flapped, falling faster than the remains of the corpse dragon.

When the wreckage was about to fall to the ground, it opened its sharp dragon mouth and pounced on it.

boom!
The wreckage fell heavily to the ground, and the scarlet dragon's slender belly slid across the snow, rolling and crawling passively to the ground.

"Damon!"

Rhaegar's eyes widened and blood flowed from his mouth.

"Hiss~~"

Korak was covered in wounds, with hot white smoke coming out of his body, and his slender neck was weakly pressed against the ground.

The dragon opened its tightly closed mouth and a figure fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rhaegar, how are you!?"

Aemond looked anxious, and he hurriedly landed the Sheep Thief and rushed towards the crumbling broad figure.

Rhaegar felt exhausted and fell backwards at the sound.

"Rhaegar!"

Emond reached out to catch his eldest brother, his one eye suddenly shrank: "Wake up, father and the others are still waiting for you."

"Ahem, it hasn't come to that."

Rhaegar coughed violently twice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Imond was stunned for a moment and was completely convinced by this guy.

Still in the mood to laugh.

……

The war was over and the North returned to peace.

The troops from all sides retreated, and many people stayed behind.

For example, the giants, the children of the forest, and the ancients from outside the wall were granted a piece of land adjacent to the Great Wall and would not go back to endure the cold winter.

Cregan Stark was busy day and night, fearing that they would have a conflict with the Northerners.

But that was all his trouble.

……

132 AC.

It is midsummer in Junlin.

Citizens crowded into the streets, flocking to the Red Castle, the New God's Church, and the Dragon's Lair in batches.

The great cold snap of 131 AC passed.

It is said that the king and his family went to the north and defeated the legendary army of the dead, and the dragon breathed fire to dispel the cold winter.

Many people have not seen it, but there were noble knights from all over the Seven Kingdoms who participated in the "Battle of the Wall of Despair".

Targaryen is no longer just a surname, but more like a belief rooted in people's hearts.

A living god is always more worthy of worship than one that cannot be seen or touched.

Noon, Dragon's Lair.

Witnessed by tens of thousands of people, a graceful corpse lay on a pile of firewood and was cremated under the blue dragon flame.

Helena had a sad look on her face, her head resting on Menghuo.

Her mother, Allison, has passed away.

Alicent refused to go to Harrenhal to avoid the winter, caught a cold in the Red Keep, and finally died with a copy of the Bible of the Seven in her arms.

Scholar Mukun said:
In the days before her death, the Queen Mother prayed to the Seven Gods every day for the safety of her children, and often missed the elderly King Jaehaerys I.

Until the illness took her away and ended her suffering.

"Don't be sad, she wouldn't want to see you cry."

Viserys supported his weak body and comforted his grieving children.

Both Aemond and Darren had red eyes.

Especially Aegon, who was even more miserable than Helena, who was a girl. He collapsed and cried.

However, today's focus is not on the dragon's lair.

Red Keep, Throne Hall.

The king announced the conferment of titles on three princes.

Prince Aemon Targaryen of Slaver's Bay, Prince Maekar Targaryen of Volantis, and Prince Viserion Targaryen of the Golden Fields.

And three princesses.

Princess Lyanna Targaryen of Myr, Princess Baena Targaryen of Lys, and Princess Daenerys Targaryen of Summerhall.

He also reappointed the acting Duke of Casterly Rock in the West and the regent of the Prince of Stormlands' palace.

There were also changes to the Imperial Conference.

Sea Lord Corlys Velaryon retired due to illness and was replaced by Daeron Targaryen, and a ceremony was held with Lady Rhaena Targaryen of Driftmark.

Thus began a new chapter for the Targaryen dynasty.

……

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

205 AC.

King's Landing, midsummer.

On the Hills of Rhaenys, the magnificent dragon cave had long been demolished and a towering dragon's nest had been rebuilt.

Under a weirwood tree, bright red leaves cast a shadow.

A figure with waist-length silver-gold hair leaned against a thick tree trunk, quietly gazing at a golden wheat field.

The ears of wheat sway in the wind like ripples on the water.

Suddenly, the silver-blonde figure turned his head, as if listening to something.

Red Fort.

"It's born, it's a healthy little prince!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, you now have your own heir."

"Your Majesty, please give the prince a name."

Amid the noisy voices, a strong male voice stood out.

"Let me see. His name is Rhaegar. Rhaegar Targaryen."

Viserys II laughed and held his eldest son high in the arms.

Under the weirwoods.

The silver-blonde figure retracted his ears and shook his head in disdain: "This grandson is so lazy, it takes less effort than his father to name him."

Verron should never have been allowed to retire.

These little bastards are in their 40s!
"Rhaegar!"

Suddenly, a woman's crisp cry came from behind, and the dragon head necklaces hummed softly due to running.

The silver-blonde figure paused slightly, then turned around and smiled: "Oh my, you're all here."

He looked behind him, and saw several beautiful figures who had been with him for a long time.

There is also a lazy old dragon that is as black as coal, has green vertical pupils, and is over three hundred meters in size.

Of course.

and also……

Thousands of figures have always been with me.

"Love you~"

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That’s it! (End of this chapter)

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