Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 609

Chapter 609 Blue Dragon and Red Dragon

The sun sets.

The tide rises on the beach, and the water birds pick up the fish and land on the rocks to peck at them.

Huh-huh-huh-huh...

Damon said nothing and walked aimlessly step after step.

He didn't know why.

Just walking like that, as if chasing someone's footsteps.

Plop—

Suddenly, his feet slipped and he stumbled to the ground, his palms buried in the soft gravel.

Damon was in a daze. He untied the Dark Sister from his waist and supported his body to get up.

Helplessly, I just took two steps, and my feet felt weak.

"Huh~!"

Damon sat on a rock, holding a sword in both hands, and silently rested his head on the dragon-wing-shaped sword.

With her forehead pressed against the cold Dark Sister, a trace of sober pain surged into her heart.

He opened his mouth subconsciously, as if he was mute and couldn't make a single sound.

His heart was filled with turmoil, but his face remained silent.

All I know is that the knuckles that clenched the sword hilt turned white, and I closed my eyes and waited for the hard-to-conceal glistening air to dry.

"Gugu~~"

The waterfowl are full of food and drink, jumping and chirping.

Until half of the sunset, the beach divides the sea and sky into one color.

Damon looked like a wet black uniform in the shadows.

The water birds chirped, burrowed into the red glow reflected by the fire clouds, spread their wings and flew back to their nests.

Wow...

I don't know how long it took, but a wave of waves washed over the beach.

"Daemon!"

The sea snake looked anxious and jumped out of a boat and climbed onto the beach, ignoring the waves.

Damon slowly raised his head and looked at the dusty sea snake

"Why are you here alone?"

The sea snake trudged forward and shouted: "Didn't Lanner give birth?"

"Giving birth."

Damon's voice was hoarse and he lowered his head again.

"What's the meaning?"

The sea snake's heart seemed to skip a beat, and an ominous premonition arose.

Damon said nothing and shook his head sadly.

Seeing this, the sea snake staggered back two steps, its solemn expression changed drastically.

A wise mind realizes that things are getting closer to the worst.

"how so…"

muttered the sea serpent.

Lowering his head again, he saw Damon who seemed to have lost his soul, and his anger rose uncontrollably.

Bang-

He grabbed the opponent's collar and lifted him up with his strong body.

The sea snake glared angrily and shouted loudly: "What the **** is going on? Lanner just sent me a letter yesterday to inform me that I will return to Chaotou Island."

While roaring, his eyes turned red: "Say! My daughter just said she wanted to go home yesterday!"

After some deafening shouts and violent shaking, he barely regained his consciousness.

Damon was silent for a long time, then smiled sadly: "She's back, and she brought your grandson with her."

Bang-

"You **** bastard!"

The sea snake punched it out, threw it into the cold water, and returned to the castle without stopping.

"Ahem..."

Damon collapsed weakly and choked on a large gulp of water.

Glancing into the distance from the corner of his cracked eye, he could vaguely see a bear-like figure changing from striding to running.

You can still hear all kinds of curses without sparing any effort.

It was like he had blurted out all the bad things he could say in his life.

In a blink of an eye, it was late at night.

The biting night wind cannot wash away the sadness on the beach.

boom-

A ball of orange dragon flame mixed with billowing black smoke burned and turned into a giant bonfire that lit up the night sky.

Damon's eyes were dim, and he stood in the distance and saw the old dragon spitting out dragon flames.

"His-"

Vhagar lay prone on the ground, his huge body like a high wall, supporting his master through the final journey.

Damon stretched out a hand, and the sea breeze flowed around his fingertips.

Suddenly, there was a squirming movement in his arms, which brought back his thoughts that had drifted away.

A swaddling child was curled up in his arms, revealing a baby face with a small mouth.

The baby is very cute, with skin as white as a shelled egg and sparse silver hair.

It didn't look like a premature baby at all, but instead had a pair of wide-open lilac eyes.

Damon was in a daze and put his fingers into the baby's pink mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah~~"

The baby welcomes all comers, looks at its father with big eyes, and **** on the salty fingertips.

"Lanael is gone."

Rhaenyra came over at some point and said coldly: "You have to shoulder the responsibility of a father."

Damon glanced at the words and said nothing.

He knew that the other party was complaining that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband.

Rhaenys kept her eyes straight, watching the orange dragon flames change from strong to weak, leaving only one reminder:

"It's windy at night, don't let your children catch a cold."

Then, turn around and head back to the castle.

Damon was still standing where he was. If it weren't for the wet touch on his fingertips, it would seem that he was the only one left in the world.

Rustling…

There were footsteps behind me, but the person who came did not speak.

Daemon didn't look back, assuming that Rhaenys was going to take the child away.

"Father."

Benila suddenly spoke, standing behind the tall figure.

Damon turned around and said in surprise: "Benila, why are you here?"

At this point, the girls should be put to sleep by their grandmother.

Benila refused to answer, her eyes fixed.

Damon was exhausted both physically and mentally, and sighed softly: "Go back."

Benila remained silent, her eyes falling on her father's face.

It was only then that Dimon realized something was wrong.

"I hate him!"

Just then, Benila suddenly spoke and pointed at the swaddle in the other person's arms.

Damon was stunned when he heard this and said in disbelief: "What?"

Benila's attitude was indifferent: "You! And the boy in your arms, you killed your mother."

This is what she thinks.

The mother who loved them most died all because of the boy their father dreamed of.

Benila's eyes were red and she was holding back tears: "Now that you have got your wish, I believe you must be quite satisfied."

After that, he left without looking back.

Damon felt like he was struck by lightning, as if a heavy hammer hit his chest.

However, in his sight, his daughter was running further and further away, and the direction was not the climax city.

"Where are you going!"

Damon was worried, but his pride made him unable to move.

There was no response, and Benila disappeared completely into the night.

It seemed to be the response, and it was right in front of me: "You don't have to worry about it!"

"His-"

The old dragon looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a mournful cry.

Damon froze on the spot, his hair blown by the night wind, covering half of his face.

boom-

A strong gust of wind roared past, almost knocking people over.

Damon stumbled a few steps and hugged the swaddle in his arms tightly.

“Ho ho…”

A familiar figure came from behind, breathing heavily.

Damon froze and opened his eyes in shock.

"Sorry to hear the bad news." Viserys frowned and gasped: "My brother, are you okay?"

Damon opened his mouth slightly, words stuck in his throat.

"Wow~~"

The swaddled baby was squirming around, its tender little milky voice accusing.

Daemon ignored it completely. He first looked at Vhagar who was lying on the ground wailing, and then saw the bronze giant beast landing on the seaside.

"Roaring..."

Wormisor's eyes were stern, staring at the vicissitudes of the old dragon with vigilance, fire building up in the depths of his throat.

But the old dragon ignored it and kept whining.

If it were normal, the old dragon, which cannot be provoked, would have roared and revealed its sharp fangs.

Viserys looked back at Wormisor and said as he walked: "The dragon has its own temper. It has not flown for a long time."

Thanks to the special medicinal materials retrieved by the eldest son, both body and spirit are slowly recovering.

After receiving a message from his youngest son, Darren, he realized that an irreversible tragedy had occurred in the family.

And this tragedy similar to what happened to him fell on the head of his younger brother Damon.

Dameng's pupils trembled slightly, and he stepped forward holding the baby in his arms.

One second, two seconds...

The two brothers walked toward each other, and their figures gradually overlapped in the firelight.

"Brother~~"

Damon was shaking like chaff and bumped into his brother's arms.

Viserys's not-so-strong body couldn't resist, and he hugged his fragile brother with his backhand.

The two brothers hugged each other, just like they did when they were children.

Damon buried his face deeply, his voice trembling and suppressed: "She is gone, just like your Emma."

"I know, I know everything."

Viserys sighed deeply and said as if coaxing a child: "This will pass."

Damon began to pant violently, his body almost unsteady, and a hoarse growl came out of his throat.

"The gods are always so cruel, but fortunately they leave us hope."

Viserys hugged his brother tightly, letting his chest be soaked with water that was not even superficial.

As he said.

Time will wash away the grief, leaving the living to recall it over and over again.

For the sake of the children left by his deceased wife, at least regain hope.

A few days later.

Lys, Tower.

"ah!"

In a certain room, a woman's screams were heard.

The maids came in and out one after another carrying basins and towels.

Rhaenyra stood guard at the door, pacing back and forth, waiting.

What is produced in the house is white maggot Xiaomei.

She was pregnant two months earlier than Lanner, which was enough months.

"Ah! Try harder!..."

I couldn't see clearly through the gauze curtain, I could only hear the white maggot Xiaomei shouting at the top of her lungs.

People who come from humble backgrounds often possess far more ruthlessness than ordinary people.

Bai Maggot Xiaomei cooperated very well and gave birth while lying in the bathtub using the method that her former prostitute friend had told her.

"Why so slow?"

Rhaenyra was sweating profusely and circling outside the door.

In the past, others were waiting for her outside the door, but this time she was waiting outside the door.

Only then did I realize that they were not human beings inside and outside.

"Wow wow wow~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, a baby's cry suddenly sounded.

Rhaenyra paused and said happily, "She's born."

After all, he is the descendant of King Daemon, and may be incorporated into the Targaryen family tree.

Bai Maggot Xiaomei is her confidant, and one more child will give her more confidence.

Tread...

Just as he was about to lift the gauze curtain and enter the door, there were rapid footsteps in the corridor.

Sir Laurent of the Kingsguard hurried over, holding an open letter in his hand: "Your Majesty, a letter from Tidehead Island!"

Rhaenyra did not dare to neglect, and quickly took the letter and checked it.

The current situation of Chaotou Island is written in black and white.

Rhaenyra's joy faded, and her face instantly turned pale.

Every line of black boy seems to have been written with the blood of a friend.

"Lanael!"

The letter fell, and Rhaenyra's legs gave way and she fell backwards.

"His Majesty!"

Ser Laurent hurriedly offered his support, supporting Rhaenyra's leaning body.

Rhaenyra's eyes were blank, but she could no longer stand up.

same moment.

Vale, Eyrie City.

Rhaegar, wearing a loose nightgown, stood in front of the tower window and looked out.

The riot in Qohor was resolved, and he and his eldest son sent a message to the valley.

squeak—

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside. Jenny looked heavy and held a piece of letter paper in her hand.

Rega's eyes were surprised, and he took the letter and read it.

Behind the Blood Gate, there is a narrow path leading to the Eagle's Nest City.

"Hiss!"

A young dragon with a bright silver body flew past and rushed into the foggy giant's spear.

"prince!"

"Your Highness Bellon..."

Dozens of valley nobles cheered and beat their chests wildly.

A carriage climbed up the cliff and stopped in front of the path to the narrow sea.

The car door opened, and Verron, who had short silver hair, stepped on a stool and got out of the car.

"Come."

Belron turned back and stretched out his hand to help sisters Dany and Anna down.

"Brother, look."

Anna was jumping up and down, her green-white fingers pointing at the welcoming valley nobles lined the aisles.

"Shh, be calm."

Bellon persuaded in a low voice and tapped Anna's forehead.

Then, he secretly took a deep breath and led his two younger sisters towards the over-enthusiastic nobles.

This was discussed with my father.

He took his two sisters back to the valley to win over the valley nobles.

"Oh **** ho, long live the prince!"

Facing the prince who was just like the king when he was young, the nobles of the valley showed extraordinary joy.

Someone knew about another relationship between the three siblings, and excitedly shouted: "Long live! Conqueror III!"

Bell's face fell, and he dragged his two sisters and quickened his pace as if they were running away.

The life of the Conqueror is unknown to all.

The second is Rhaegar, who replicates the conqueror's achievements and marriage.

Of course, there are more joking elements in it.

"Hiss..."

A light gray dragon shadow flew above the brother and sister's heads, its huge body stirring up the thick clouds.

A girl with a crooked nose ran out from behind the team, holding a bamboo stick and chasing them all the way: "Stop, cowardly dragon."

A man and a dragon appeared, instantly frightening all the nobles in the room into silence.

It was just a moment.

The Eyrie.

Rhaegar looked stunned and looked at the letter in disbelief.

"Everything is unpredictable."

Jenny sighed and leaned against her husband gently.

Such a heroic female dragonborn died in the childbirth bed.

Rhaegar's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't say: "I saved her once."

(End of chapter)

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