Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 469

Chapter 469 Gray Shadow recognizes its master?

“Hiss!”

Syrax screamed continuously, playfully running through the towers, and finally flew out of King's Landing at the Dragon Gate.

Rhaenyra was smiling like a flower, holding the giggling little Aemon, and the whole King's Landing echoed with the happy laughter of mother and son.

“The mother likes to control the dragon, and the children she gives birth to are also carved out of the same mold.”

Rhaegar felt joyful, as if he were back in time when he had just tamed the glutton.

Carefree, riding a dragon and flying around.

The Glutton circled King's Landing for a third time, pursuing Syrax along the Dragon Gate.

The two giant dragons flew away one after another, leaving only the warm blood of the people of Junlin that had not yet cooled down.

This scene is engraved in the hearts of many people and they are still unforgettable even twenty years later.

Blackwater River Bank.

Rhaegar opened his hands and shouted loudly: "Rhaenaela, do you want to see who can fly faster?"

“Wow~”

Little Belron's face turned red, he was completely exposed to the strong wind, and he grunted in resistance.

Rhaenyra flew ahead on Syrax and turned around to teach her a lesson: "Why don't you ask Syrax and Melias to speed up!"

“Uh-huh.” Rhaegar snorted softly.

Glutton's green eyes were deep, and his dragon wings flapped to catch up with Syrax, and the strong wind he carried blew the opponent almost off balance.

Poor Syracuse did not dare to resist, and hung stubbornly behind the dragon-eating dragon's tail.

The gluttons grew rapidly, surpassing the oldest Vhagar in size.

Syracuse is only a young female dragon who has just passed the threshold of adulthood and is less than one-third the size of Glutton.

Rhaenyra snorted coldly, slapped little Aemon on the butt, and stunned the giggling baby. A vague grievance appeared in her big eyes.

Rhaenyra pinched the little guy's cheek and said unreasonably: "Although you are still young, you must understand the principle of father's debt and son's repayment."

Little Eamonn pursed his lips, tears gathering rapidly, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

Ahead, over the river bank.

Rhaegar didn't know anything about this. He even unzaddled little Baelon so that the baby could fully enjoy the gentle breeze caressing his face.

　　After blowing for a while, little Bellon shook his head vigorously, and his head was buried in his father's arms.

He is not a stupid brother, he has a lot of strength.

“Little things are so interesting.”

Rhaegar smiled heartlessly.

Targaryen is not afraid of wind and cold. His two children have inherited his constitution and must be in excellent health.

Unknowingly, the two giant dragons headed south along the Blackwater River.

The destination of this trip is Old Town.

The siblings flew along the Blackwater River for a while, then bordered the Mander River in the Reach, and followed the river all the way to Highgarden.

Considering that the journey is too far, we need to spend a night in High Court and arrive in Old Town the next day.

Rhaegar lowered his head and looked down. The Blackwater River was flowing rapidly, and the splashing water on the river sparkled in the sun.

Suddenly, a light gray dragon shadow emerged from the clouds.

“Hiss…”

The melodious neighing sounded, attracting the attention of the two dragons.

Rhaegar turned around and saw a light gray dragon flying lightly, like a white ghost against the backdrop of white clouds.

“Gray shadow?”

Rhaegar took a closer look and was very surprised.

Ever since the shy wild dragon finished the battle against the Three Women Kingdom, it has returned to Dragonstone Island and has been hiding for several months.

“Rhaegar, it's coming for you.”

Rhaenyra said "Hey" and stuffed little Aemon's mouth with her green-white fingers.

The little one burst into tears and sucked on his fingers for comfort.

“Then five dragons will gather in Old Town.”

Rhaegar laughed.

“Hiss…”

During the conversation, the gray shadow emerged from the high-altitude clouds, its bright vertical pupils locked on Rega, and it cautiously closed the distance.

Once a dragon-eater shows a desire to attack, it will immediately run away.

"Roar!"

The glutton glanced at it, still remembering that this submissive little wild dragon kept flying normally.

The gray shadow saw this and saw the pole climbing up and approaching quickly.

Soon, he flew to the side of the glutton, following with the smell of ashes that chilled the gentian.

At first glance it looks like a piece of gray paper stuck to a blackboard.

Rhaegar adjusted the swaddle on his chest and tried to communicate with the gray shadow: "Good fellow, are you from Harrenhal?"

Ever since the dragon's lair in Shenyan Lake was established, Gray Shadow has become a frequent visitor.

“Hiss…”

Unexpectedly, the gray shadow had no interest in communicating at all. He neighed at him and looked at the swaddle on his chest with a pair of vertical pupils.

To be more precise, it's little Bellon in his infancy.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, then lifted the swaddling clothes to reveal little Belron with a runny nose.

The wind was too strong and it was a bit overwhelming.

Little Belron sucked his thumb, his fair face was calm, and he stared straight at the light gray dragon.

The whole body is covered with light gray scales, and the scales on the back and wing membranes glow lightly in the sun, making them better hidden among the clouds.

The dragon's head is not vicious, but rather handsome. It has a pair of pale dragon horns on top of its head, paired with a neat and fine horn crown.

The most distinctive feature is a pair of amber vertical pupils, shining with curiosity, exploration and shyness.

“Hiss…”

The gray shadow stared at the infant human cub with vertical eyes, sniffed it vigorously like an addict, and neighed excitedly.

Rhaegar looked confused.

“Hiss…”

The gray shadow turned around and flew away, rushing to Syrax's side.

Syracuse has a bad temper, and when he feels provoked, he opens his dragon's kiss and is about to attack.

“Quiet, Syracuse.”

At the critical moment, Rhaenyra stopped him.

She also wanted to see what this wild dragon who obeyed the command wanted to do.

“Hiss…”

　　Not being expelled, the gray shadow flapped its wings happily and circled Syracuse.

The two dragons were born in the same year and are about the same size.

Syracuse's development speed is not slow, and his pair of dragon wings are thick and large, giving people a sense of iron and innocence.

The gray shadow has a well-proportioned figure and a relatively thin body. Its light gray dragon wings are enough to wrap around the entire dragon body. Such a structure is conducive to mastering balance and changing the flight trajectory as desired.

In air combat, you are faster and more agile.

Rhaenyra noticed Gray Shadow's desire to explore and exposed the little Aemon in her arms so that he could have a good look at it.

The gray shadow's vertical pupils were shining, and he stared at the second baby fiercely, sniffing the scent.

After sniffing for a while, he showed a humane look of doubt.

Different from the previous human cub, this one has the scent of other dragons.

“Hiss…”

The gray shadow no longer entangled, squeezed away the annoyed Syrax, and flew back behind the glutton.

That human cub smells delicious too!

Rhaegar looked at the uncharacteristically enthusiastic gray figure, his eyes changing from confusion to astonishment, and finally to deep doubt.

This cowardly little dragon won't take a fancy to my son, right?

The thought passed away in a flash, and Rhaegar untied the swaddling clothes and handed them to the gray shadow for a closer look.

Little Belron: "Suck~"

The little nose twitched, and half of the mucus flowed out of the nose.

Gray Shadow didn't miss the opportunity and caught the little guy and sniffed it wildly, like a crazy man among dragons.

It has been very busy during this period.

On Dragonstone Island, I exchanged my experiences with the green female dragon who was abandoned in chaos and finally was abandoned, and then was chased away by the violent dragon who came back to find a mate.

Subsequently, a homeless wandering life began.

Two days ago, while wandering around Seagull Town, I met a newly hatched black baby dragon.

The young dragon was fierce and roared at it.

Gray Shadow couldn't bear this grievance, so he got angry and left Seagull Town in despair.

It thought that there was a dragon's nest outside the black castle, so it stayed there for two days.

Today I was catching fish in the Heishui River. I smelled the smell of dragon-eating dragons from a long way away, so I rushed over to join in the fun.

I happened to smell the fragrant smell again, and I sniffed around the two human cubs.

“Cowardly dragon, it's not good for you to do this.”

Rhaegar had no expression on his face, completely seeing Gray Shadow's little plan.

I really like my precious son.

Unequal gray shadow reaction.

Rhaegar withdrew a swaddle, tied it securely, and turned around to block his sight.

“Ga?”

The gray shadow tilted his head, doubt flashing through his copper-bell-sized vertical pupils.

Rhaegar patted the dragon on the back and urged: "Glutton, hurry up."

The glutton growled irritably, and instantly shook off the clingy gray shadow, leaping across the Blackwater River into the Mander River Basin.

“Hiss…”

The gray shadow became anxious and chased after him with a neighing sound.

Rhaegar turned a deaf ear and even covered little Belron's ears.

He admitted that he was biased against the Cowardly Dragon.

Gray Shadow is very smart, knows many survival skills, and has an extremely gentle temperament.

but! The temperament is too gentle, which leads to the unique character of being timid and shy.

In his mind, the eldest son, Long, had other choices.

The dragon eggs in the cradle have the highest hatching priority, and the companion dragon is always the dragon whose personality best suits the dragon controller.

Growing together since childhood can cultivate the bond between people and dragons.

The second choice is Blizzard and Thrax raised in the dragon's lair.

Blizzard's dragon egg is suspected to have been produced by Melaxes. It is a golden-eyed silver dragon with a noble bloodline. It shows terrifying fighting talents in its sub-adult age.

Needless to say, Thrax inherits the characteristics of Mogul's Smoky Sea Dragon species, so there is no need to worry about combat effectiveness.

And both heads are sub-adult or young dragons, suitable for young Targaryens to tame.

Thirdly, Rhaegar prefers Wormisor, Silver Wing, and Sea Smoke.

If little Baelon cannot hatch a dragon egg and is not interested in taming the young dragon, he can follow most of the Targaryen life paths and wait until he is a teenager to tame the masterless dragon.

Father's body is getting weaker and weaker, and he may not be able to survive to the old age of King Renrui.

Little Belron imitated Maegor I, and it is very likely that after the death of his grandfather, he inherited Wormithor, which lost its driver.

That is an adult dragon, second only to Glutton and Vhagar.

To a certain extent, Vormisor has an age advantage and must have played for longer than Vhagar.

As the eldest son, Little Bellon tamed Vermithor, whose combat power was second only to Glutton, and easily suppressed the other brothers and sisters.

Silver Wing is also good, with a size comparable to Dream Fire, and is about to enter the adult dragon sequence.

No matter the combat effectiveness or deterrence, it is not inferior to the third generation dragons such as Colakxiu.

Sea smoke and gray shadow are alternatives.

Sea Smoke has higher priority than Gray Shadow.

As a young dragon, Haiyan has participated in many wars. His temperament is neither violent nor docile, making him very suitable for novices to control.

Gray shadow…

Temperament is a difficult problem and is not suitable for head-on combat.

Unless little Bellon helps Gray Shadow overcome his shortcomings when he grows up, then Gray Shadow will be born as the only three wild dragons, and he will be able to explode into considerable combat power.

At least not inferior to contemporary dragons such as Yangyan and Haiyan.

“Hiss…”

The gray shadow roared sharply and violently, unable to catch up with the glutton who was speeding up, and stayed beside Sylaxus.

Rhaenyra smiled from ear to ear. She had never seen Rhaegar and Glutton being chased in such an awkward manner.

“Hiss…”

The gray shadow was very clever and recognized that Rhaenyra was the mother of human cubs. She moved around like a baby, trying her best to show a well-proportioned figure.

Rhaenyra wanted to look at its head, but it was too far away, so she said funnyly: "You go back first, and wait until my child grows up."

The words were spoken in High Valyrian combined with a binding spell, and were clearly transmitted into the gray shadow's mind.

The gray shadow was stunned for a moment, but seemed to understand the meaning and no longer bothered the grumpy Syrax.

Flying in the air for a while, he dived into the clouds in despair.

“Hiss…”

Before leaving, he even let out a sad neigh of disgust.

The second time!

　　The last time was Rhaegar who was riding on a dragon-eater. At that time, he was also a human cub.

Rhaenyra was dumbfounded. She patted little Aemon's soft **** and muttered, "Your brother is more popular than you."

“Wow wow wow…”

His buttocks were sneak-attacked again. Little Eamonn's mouth tightened, and he cried loudly at the top of his lungs.

(End of this chapter)

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