Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

A few days later.

Runestone City, front yard.

Sir Steve, holding a wooden sword, attacked His Royal Highness.

Aemon dodged left and right, as agile as a cunning rabbit.

Clang!

He blocked with the dragon tooth dagger in his left hand and slashed with the dragon claw dagger in his right hand.

Sir Steve's face changed slightly, and he retracted the wooden sword and chopped it diagonally to block the sharp blade that was heading straight for his lower genitals.

The swordsmanship was clever, but it turned from active to passive.

Aemon relied on the height difference and attacked the lower three roads.

In a short while, the White Knight was forced to sweat profusely.

"Okay, okay, let's stop here today."

Sir Steve called a halt in time. He had never seen such a cheating style of play.

"Your swordsmanship is still superb, sir."

Aemon got the advantage and laughed.

"Your hands are very flexible. You can try to use two swords in the future."

Sir Steve shook his head helplessly.

The fighting style is very dirty, but the talent is excellent.

Aemon wiped the sweat off his face and was distracted unconsciously.

Sir Steve saw it and whispered, "Prince, are you still having nightmares?"

Aemon was stunned when he heard it, and stroked the faint dark circles under his eyes.

Is it obvious?

Since his father Daemon left last time, he suddenly started to have nightmares continuously.

Every time he dreamed of Dragon Mountain, which erupted with rolling copper water.

Moreover, he was closer to Dragon Mountain each time, greatly shortening the time he was submerged by the copper water.

If I didn't know, I would have thought it was sleep paralysis.

"Dragon dream?"

Aemon pondered secretly.

It's a unique talent of the family.

When it is used, even the Ula grass pillow and mat can't suppress it.

It seems that next time I go to King's Landing, I have to consider taming a dragon.

Dragons give Targaryen strength.

Just thinking about it, the old maester walked over slowly, holding two pieces of letter paper: "Prince, there are letters from King's Landing."

"Who are they from?"

Aemon asked curiously.

Could it be that Alicent and Rhaenyra wrote at the same time?

"One is from the king, and the other is from the princess."

The old maester handed over the opened letter first, and took a breath: "This is an invitation from the king, inviting you to visit King's Landing."

Aemon looked strange.

His father Daemon claimed to be the king of the sea, and his uncle suddenly wrote to him.

Something was wrong, very wrong.

"What about the second letter?"

Aemon was alert and opened Rhaenyra's letter.

He roughly scanned it and his face gradually became solemn.

The letter was a report from Rhaenyra.

The uncle's letter was not directed at him, but because of the sea serpent Corliss.

A few days ago, the sea serpent Corliss visited King's Landing.

You know, since the uncle refused to marry Laena as his wife, the two families have been in a cold war.

"If you are too kind, you are either a traitor or a thief."

Aemon frowned.

As expected.

The sea serpent Corliss said he was visiting, but he brought half of the fleet of the Velaryon family, accompanied by his son Laenor Velaryon riding a dragon.

Entering King's Landing with such fanfare was simply a show of power.

At the banquet, he even neglected the king's uncle Viserys in every way, making the atmosphere very tense.

Anyone could see it.

The Stepstones War ended, and the Velaryon family showed their fangs.

After the banquet, the sea serpent Corliss left directly.

Before leaving, he sent an invitation to the king.

On his wife Rhaenys's name day, he invited the royal family to attend and discuss the marriage of his children.

Attention!

The marriage of his children is under the banner of Laena.

After Laena was rejected by her uncle Viserys, she soon became engaged to the son of the Sea King of Bravos.

Because of the war on the Stepstones, the two sides have not been able to get married.

Not long ago, the Sea King of Bravos died.

He was assassinated, and the murderer is unknown.

The sea serpent Corliss invited the "future son-in-law" and planned to call the "future son-in-law" to meet him during his wife's name day party.

It can also be regarded as a cover-up for some bad intentions of inviting the royal family specifically for him.

Rhaenyra wrote to herself just to make herself mentally prepared.

"It's time to get ready to go out again."

Aemon smacked his lips.

If nothing goes wrong, he can also go to Dragonstone on the way.

Boom!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from the sky, mixed with pieces of grass and leaves.

A loud dragon roar sounded.

Aemon looked up in surprise and saw a golden dragon flying over.

"Rhaenyra?"

Why is she here?

"Hiss!"

Syrax dived down from the sky, circled around the Runestone City, and slowly landed in the empty courtyard.

With the arrival of Caraxes last time, the petite dragon did not cause much panic.

The servants hid when they should, but the knights were much calmer.

Although their legs were shaking, they did not run.

Rhaenyra jumped off the dragon's back with a "bang", bit off the leather gloves with her silver teeth, and took a breath: "The road in the valley is really hard to walk."

Aemon interrupted: "You flew here on a dragon."

That's what he said.

Aemon secretly looked at Syrax and found that the golden beast seemed to have grown up a little and developed very quickly.

Rhaenyra stepped forward and gave him a hug, smiling: "I'm here to pick you up. How about it, is it a surprise?"

Aemon has grown taller.

Last time, his face was buried in her flat belly, this time it was miserable.

"You smell like dragons."

Aemon tilted his head back to avoid his forehead hitting the soft part.

Rhaenyra let go of the shy little guy with a teasing smile.

"Come with me, Syrax will take us back to King's Landing."

Aemon said, "You're here so fast, there's no need to send a letter."

But if you don't ride a dragon, you're mentally ill.

After getting the consent of his mother, Lady Rhea, he packed his luggage hastily.

There was nothing.

He couldn't bring the escort team, and he couldn't ride the white deer.

He could only put on his backpack, recall the golden-nosed rat in his personal space, and put on a Ula grass pillow.

"Okay, let's go."

Aemon was fully prepared.

Syrax ate a goat on the way, which was considered to be a good host.

When he got on the dragon's back, Syrax didn't recognize anyone after he was full, and he had a lot of opinions about outsiders riding.

Rhaenyra comforted him for a long time, and Aemon climbed on the dragon's back curiously.

"Sit tight, the saddle is chained."

Rhaenyra knelt, hugged Aemon in front of her, and held the handle with both hands.

"Hiss!"

Syrax roared, ran two steps on his hind legs, spread his wings and flew into the air.

In a blink of an eye, he flew out of Runestone City.

...

Two days later.

King's Landing.

Red Keep, meeting hall.

Viserys had a gloomy face and was discussing the trip to Tidalhead with the ministers.

Some people thought that the sea serpent Corliss had bad intentions and should act with caution.

Some people suggested that it would be better to take this opportunity to repair the relationship through marriage.

Everyone had their own reasons, and they argued for a while.

Bang!

The door suddenly opened.

Viserys looked up and saw two figures, one big and one small, and showed surprise.

"Uncle, I'm back again."

Aemon put his hands behind his back and smiled.

Rhaenyra was much more stable. She walked into the hall in a beige skirt and skillfully picked up the wine pot to work.

"Why are you here?"

Viserys realized something was wrong and changed his words: "Aemon, I just sent you a message. Did Rhaenyra bring you here?"

He was too busy these two days and didn't pay attention to his daughter's things.

Aemon looked around the environment and saw that no one said anything. He said pitifully: "Rhaenyra insisted. My waist hurts so much."

"Huh?"

Viserys was stunned and admitted that he thought too much.

Aemon covered his waist and told the truth: "After flying for two days in a row, people are almost blown into fools."

Syrax is a sub-adult dragon after all, with limited speed and endurance.

It took two days to travel, and the main thing is to sleep on the street.

The evil Rhaenyra ruined his dream of riding a dragon.

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