Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day - Chapter 642

c635 Blood Dragon Dance “One”

“Don’t worry, there is always a place for us.”

Aemon was thoughtful and bumped his thin shoulder with a smile.

Renya hurriedly lowered her head, hiding her emotions with her forehead.

“The Royal Council is not what I am most worried about. After all, they are controlled by the royal family.”

Rhaenyra rubbed her brows, feeling disappointed: “Belron is very brave, but when he goes to the battlefield alone as a child, I feel like my heart is fried.”

Especially in the past few nights, I have been having trouble sleeping.

After falling asleep, the child’s cry kept echoing in her ears, almost crushing her heart like petals.

“What are your considerations?”

Bai Maggot Xiaomei leaned down and stared at each other.

The queen is a woman, and women are soft by nature and afraid of war.

The child is on the battlefield and worries are growing day by day.

Rhaenyla thought seriously and said: “I think the continent of Essos is on the right track and will bring Rhaegar back to take charge of the overall situation.”

“You can support the big picture, it just takes a little help.”

Bai Maggot Xiaomei frowned slightly.

“That’s different.” Rhaenyra was very calm and murmured: “I always feel that something big is going to happen, and the father of the child needs to be present.”

I couldn’t help but close my eyes silently, soothing my frowning eyebrows.

Bai Maggot Xiaomei looked thoughtful and said simply: “If you make a decision, I can raven a message for you.”

The pair of murderous uncles and nephews were stationed on the continent of Essos, and their rebellion could not stop the anger of Dragon Kiss.

It is also a good choice to withdraw at the right time.

“Okay, you write a letter.”

Rhaenyra agreed wholeheartedly, took out several memorials from the drawer, and reviewed them: “Belron’s fleet is cruising in the Summer Sea, and supplies must be transported from Lys and Tyrosh.”

There is no person in charge in the two city-states, and the efficiency of work needs to be improved.

Bai Maggot Xiaomei finished writing the letter and suggested casually: “Ravens are not as fast as dragons, and no one can control order.”

Rhaenyra was stunned and looked back at her children.

“You can’t leave King’s Landing, Lys needs someone to run it.”

Bai Maggot Xiaomei talked eloquently: “With a member of the royal family stationed, Prince Bellon can rest assured on the front line.”

Rhaenyra opened her mouth to speak, and raised her hand to cover her red lips.

Who to send?

Bai Maggot Xiaomei analyzed step by step: “Prince Aegon is recovering from his injuries, Prince Aemond is missing, and all you can count on is the child you raised.”

“Send me.”

Eamonn did his part, his face surprisingly serious.

Being able to deliver messages to his father and manage the home front for his brother is a dream job.

“I can go too.”

Renya’s voice was like a mosquito, getting lower and lower as she spoke: “The dawn is a bit small, but crossing the strait is no problem.”

Bai Maggot Xiaomei and Rhaenyra looked at each other, and the former said seriously: “The prince’s dragon can now stand alone.”

Passing over Renya, the disappointment could not be concealed in her eyes.

Rhaenyra reached out and brushed the faces of the two children, her eyes as soft as a pool of clear water, carefully observing every hair and pore.

“Let’s all go.”

He suddenly spoke, took the two children into his arms, and kissed each of them lightly: “One will go to the other side of the strait, and the other will go to the Eagle’s Nest City in the valley.”

Rhaena raised her head in surprise, her cheek pressed against the soft mountain peak.

“You go to the Eagle’s Nest City and look for Lady Jane.”

Rhaenyra pressed her delicate fingers gently and warned carefully: “Let her send troops from Seagull Town to reinforce the war in the Summer Sea.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

There was a mist in Renya’s eyes, and her heart was as firm as iron.

“Okay, hurry up and get ready.”

Rhaenyra’s voice was soft and she let go of the two children.

Taking advantage of the time when the adopted daughter was changing into her dragon-controlling uniform, she called her second son Aemon to another room.

The king’s palace.

The sky is blue and white outside, and the light in the bedroom is dim.

Rhaenyra opened the curtains, and the sun shone on the silver-gold locks of mother and son.

Eamonn stood at the door, waiting for his mother’s explanation.

“Your dragon will be bigger and stronger, and the journey will also be longer and more dangerous.”

With a trace of nostalgia in her eyes, Rhaenyra rubbed the head of her second son’s head just like she rubbed Rhaegar’s head when she was a child, and repeatedly told her: “On this trip, you first go to Storm’s End to win the support of Lady Malice and find your third uncle Aemond.”

“I will.”

Aemon nodded.

Rhaenyra continued: “Then, I want you to go to Qohor to find your father and persuade him to come back yourself.”

As for the management of Tyrosh and Reese, it is not that important.

Aemon’s thoughts turned and he understood what his mother meant.

The importance of the war is about to shift, and father and uncles are the main force.

“Okay, let’s stop here.”

Rhaenyra took a deep breath, turned around and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and took off the clan sword True Fire from the wall under the gaze of her second son.

“Mother?”

Aemon perked up and had a premonition of something.

“Take it.” Rhaenyra handed it over with both hands, her beautiful face softened: “Take your father’s sword with you, and you will be an adult from now on.”

Big things cannot be left to children, but each of her children is a gift.

“I will not let down this sword.”

Aemon was so excited that his hand trembled when he touched the scabbard.

Each of the series of clan swords has its own meaning.

The black fire that symbolizes royal power, the united dark sisters, the brave and fearless dragon claws…

The clan sword Zhenhuo, only inlaid with rubies, was praised by his father as “blood and fire”.

It means “the beginning of the war”.

“Be kind to this sword, it saved your father from fire and water.”

Rhaenyra was filled with emotion and touched the Valyrian necklace around Snow’s neck with her bare hands.

First, the Balerion Dragon Head Pendant on the left, and his fingertips paused slightly.

After staggering, I touched the Vagahar dragon head pendant on the right side and silently held it tightly for a few minutes.

The former was intended to be left to the eldest son, and she liked the meaning of the latter very much.

Finally, Rhaenyra nibbled her shell teeth and took off the Meraxes dragon head pendant in the middle.

In Aemon’s surprised eyes, he found a chain link and put it on, then put it around the neck of his second son who was about to leave.

“Put this space pendant away and take it as a reward for the mission.”

Rhaenyra was not stingy at all, and she wished she could arm her second son to the teeth.

Everything she has will be left to her children in the future, and now it is just an advance.

“This is what my father gave you.”

Aemon touched the exquisite dragon head pendant, which still retained the warmth of his mother’s body.

“It’s yours now.”

Rhaenyra held up her second son’s face, kissed the left cheek that looked like Rhaegar’s, and pursed her lips: “Go, remember to feed your dragon.”

Aemon walked out of the palace in a daze, holding a real fire.

quite a while.

The king is in the sky.

“Hiss!!”

“Hiss…”

Two young giant dragons, one green and one light pink, flew out of the dragon’s lair and soared in opposite directions.

boom–

The giant green dragon has a strong body, swooping down from the high clouds, and its slender tail like a scorpion’s needle cuts through the waves of Blackwater Bay.

The sun gradually sets and a quiet atmosphere reigns.

Red Fort, open-air corridor.

Rhaenyra held onto the railing with both hands and watched quietly as the two dragons disappeared into the distance.

The white knuckles secretly clenched, and the sweat on the palms.

It all indicates that the heart is not peaceful.

…

Kohol.

A dancing light green dragon soars in the sky, its butterfly-like gray and white stripes perfectly blending into the dense forest.

“Hurry up, Moon Dancer.”

Benila tightened the saddle rope, urging the young dragon to fly.

“Hiss!”

Yue Wu groaned softly and rushed down into the sky, flying to the great city-state of Nuo, which was built on the mountain.

The wings fanned out strong winds, picking up fallen leaves and surrounding them.

The speed is very fast and the movements are as light as a swallow.

Before the sun went down, one person and one dragon landed smoothly.

Benila bit off her leather gloves and strode toward the temple hall, raising her legs.

The rebellion in the Golden Fields has been basically put down, and the rest are just some unworthy miscellaneous fish.

The king and cousin suddenly recalled him and hurried back through the night.

“Dylan isn’t back?”

Entering the main hall, Lei Jia was busy placing flags everywhere on the sand table.

“He’s still cleaning up ends.”

Benila glanced at the sand table, which was filled with towns and markets occupied by her family on the continent of Essos.

Suddenly, He Youyan proudly held his head high.

Compared to Daeron rebuilding the homes of the villagers and deploying war elephants to cultivate canals…

She prefers invasion and possession, promoting the glory of Old Valyria.

“It seems like you guys get along well.”

Rhaegar was in a good mood. He pulled out a flag and planted it on the territory of Pentos. He whispered: “The roads in the disputed land are impassable, and the Valyrian road in Pentos is not as developed.”

Benila saw it and asked, “Do you want a road that extends in all directions?”

She can go to war, preferably command an army.

“Of course.” Rega didn’t hide it, and immediately smiled: “But not now.”

Benila was puzzled.

“Come and see.”

Rhaegar waved and placed his finger on the Summer Sea at the edge of the sand table. He couldn’t help but say with a headache: “My eldest son is here and defeated the pirates of the Three Women’s Kingdom.”

A good boy with a bit of military acumen.

“Isn’t this a good thing?”

Benila probed cautiously.

Compared with their father who is difficult to get along with, the sisters respect their cousin who always smiles more from the bottom of their hearts.

A smile is not a coward, and a cold face is not a weapon.

The former warms the heart, while the latter hurts the heart.

“A good thing, but not entirely a good thing.”

Rhaegar taught step by step, compared the Strait Sea with the Summer Sea, and warned: “The kingdom needs more occupyable land. The continent of Sothoros is too barren.”

According to his expectation, after the rebellion was put down, the eldest son and the second son should be summoned to rush to the continent of Essos to cultivate the fertile land of the golden wilderness.

This kid, Bellon, acted against common sense and rushed towards the Basilisk Islands to start a battle.

The war that had just ceased reignited, but it was transferred to the Summer Sea.

Benila was very smart and asked bluntly: “Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?”

Rhaegar smiled slightly and said with appreciation: “Two things, go to the Eagle’s Nest City in the Valley and ask Jenny to send troops from Seagull Town to defend Bluffs and Pentos.”

“The second thing is to drag Aemon out of his cozy nest in King’s Landing and place him behind Tyrosh and Rhys’ command.”

Benila listened carefully and asked again: “Should I stay?”

Tyrosh had her share, and it was better to be with her fiancé than to continue patrolling the forests of Qohor.

“what ever.”

Rhaegar didn’t care and thought: “But be careful on the road. I always have a bad feeling.”

The bearded monk in Norvos, the nightmare at Dagger Lake…

Neither is a good sign.

“Understood.” Benila said happily, without even taking a breath, “I will definitely complete the task.”

After that, he picked up his backpack and strode out.

Rhaegar watched silently, hoping in his heart that this arrangement was perfect enough.

…

Kohol Forest.

“Hiss!!”

The young dragon soared into the sky, its light green scales blending into the forest, disappearing into the boundless wilderness.

“First stop, go to the Eyrie.”

Benilla took out a piece of white paper and wrote down the route, then put it back into her backpack with satisfaction.

She was a cautious person, afraid of missing any details.

After finishing the work, she dragged Aemon to her side.

Let’s see if Daemon has anything else to say.

“Hiss!”

The Moon Dancer seemed to be happy to be driving, neighing to speed up and blow away the fallen leaves around her.