Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 640

Chapter 640: Sea Smoke Knows the Lord

The next day.

King's Landing, Red Keep.

“Quack, quack, quack…”

Dense swarms of ravens were released, delivering messages to every castle in Westeros.

Giant dragons flew out of their dens one after another and headed across Blackwater Bay.

The dock at Mud Gate stopped transporting goods, and the sailors of the royal fleet moved the goods and kept heading towards the throat.

The death of a young prince shocked the entire continent.

Not since 101 AC, when brave Baerron Targaryen died of abdominal distension, has a male heir died.

Not to mention a precious dragon master.

　　Red Fort.

Allison looked ugly and helped her husband into her former friend's bedroom.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

　　"Rhaenyra." Viserys knocked on the door, panting: "My child, are you okay?"

My daughter came back last night and locked herself in her room without eating, drinking or taking a shower.

He has lost many children who did not grow up and understands the pain of losing a child.

“I'm fine, dad.”

Rhaenyra was still wearing yesterday's dirty clothes, and her calm demeanor and tone were worrying.

Viserys said sadly: "Aemon...he is a child, but the disaster will pass."

What a wonderful child, the most lovable of the several grandchildren.

Like to listen to him tell the story of his grandfather, King Renrui, over and over again, and help him read passages in history books.

“Seven Gods above, he shouldn't have such an experience!”

Viserys raised his head and sighed.

Rhaenyra glanced at her father and stood by the fireplace, cleaning the sword "Light of the Kingdom".

No one regrets it more than she does.

Aemon was sent out by her.

No one is sadder than her.

That was her child. Who of the people who persuaded her lost a child at the same time as her?

“Rhaegar has set out.”

Viserys staggered forward and reached out to take his daughter's hand.

"I know."

Rhaenyra ducked sideways, inserted the sword into the scabbard with a snap, lowered her head and murmured: "It will get better."

Viserys's hands froze in mid-air, and the compassion in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Rhaenayla, you should take a bath and eat something."

Allison looked on with cold eyes and couldn't help but persuade.

At least her children are alive and none of them have suffered any accidents.

“Yes, you are right.”

Rhaenyra bit her lower lip and hurried out: "I still have children, and I have to go see Visenya and Egg."

Just one second later and tears will fall.

　　Bang—

The door was slammed shut.

Viserys felt sad, and the sound seemed to hit him in the heart.

Allison had a complicated expression and gently smoothed her husband's messy breathing.

Chaotou Island, Chuanhui Town.

Boom—

A huge thing as black as carbon flew over the island, followed by a huge green dragon and a light blue dragon.

In the harbor below, large ships flying the blue seahorse flag were crowded.

Colliss looked grave as he strolled through the harbor to inspect the fleet.

“Collis, come!”

Rhaenys was wearing a black dragon-riding uniform. She took off her gloves and walked to a wooden shelf.

Collis turned his head and said in surprise: "You should accompany the queen in King's Landing."

“I went and came back.”

Rhaenys lay on the shelf and sighed: "Not every woman needs comfort. The cruelty of fate is obvious to all."

“Then it might be especially cruel to you and me.”

Colliss sighed, unable to help but feel the same.

His son and daughter have left one after another long ago.

No one died alive, and all of them carelessly asked his old father, the white-haired man, to send the black-haired man away.

“But you and I didn't do anything wrong.”

Rhaenys's eyes flashed with confusion, and she said angrily: "Storm's End caught fire last night, and Lady Elena, Malice, Floris, and hundreds of her family members didn't survive."

That was her mother's natal home, a place that held many beautiful memories.

A fire that everyone knows, burned everything from top to bottom.

Colliss frowned and did not answer the question.

There is a story about what happened to Aemon at Storm's End, which would make a normal person angry.

Mrs. Malice's actions deserved retribution.

but…

“Too much.”

Colliss thought to himself and asked: "Is there any direct heir to the Baratheon family?"

It seems that she also has a daughter from a foreign marriage, who is the third among the four storms.

“Do you think a person full of anger will leave behind troubles?”

Rhaenys took a deep breath and gritted her teeth secretly: "Our Majesty has issued an order to declare that the Baratheon family will cancel their dukedom and build a prince's palace on the ruins of Storm's End to commemorate their dead son."

“He wants to replace the Duke of Yijie? How bold.”

Collis couldn't help but change his face.

The layout of Westeros has not changed for hundreds of years. The last major change was when the conquerors unified the six kingdoms.

Even as a conqueror, the enfeoffment system of the Six Kingdoms was still retained, with dukes replacing kings.

Even Dorne did not surrender and continues to use the title of prince to this day.

If the royal family directly bans a duke in a territory, it means that a large amount of land is included in the royal territory and is subject to the direct jurisdiction of the royal family.

One is loyal to the lord and the other is loyal to the king.

Different titles mean a huge difference in the power structure.

Moreover, the prince's palace is built on the ruins of Storm's End. What signal will this send to the noble lords throughout Westeros?

Rhaenys felt dejected and said: "Who told Baratheon to be dragged by his pigtails and become the unlucky guy who killed the chicken to scare the monkeys?"

Everyone knows about the stupid things Malice did, and no one dares to speak out about it.

“Power is like a mighty ocean that can stir up huge waves at any time.”

Colliss was filled with emotions and reminded his wife: "Let's not get involved. It's more important to prepare for the next war."

“Yeah, it's war again.” Rhaenys shook her head and laughed, showing no interest at all.

Her son died on the battlefield in the rainforest, and her daughter died on the battlefield in the delivery bed.

It seems that man is born for war.

“Don't do this, Rhaenys.”

Colliss looked worried and touched his wife's face: "The children are dead, but we still have to go there."

"you're right."

Rhaenys nodded helplessly and put her side face against her husband's hand.

The old couple can only comfort themselves in this way.

The lower half of the Strait, Nass Island.

A lush island next to Shipbreaker Bay and across the sea from Storm's End Castle.

Because of the blue water along the coastline, it is also called Sapphire Island.

In the early morning, the pier was very busy.

Fishermen and fishmongers get up early as usual to sell and buy fresh fish, process them and sell them to the island residents.

“Bastard, bring me a big fish.”

A tall man walked up to the fishmonger's stall and shouted mockingly.

When people around him saw it, they also smiled.

“Here it comes, please wait a moment.”

The fishmonger had a friendly smile and was not surprised by this.

In front of everyone, he slaughtered a live fish quickly, disembowelled it and scraped off the scales.

Then, put the fish killer on the apron, tie the fish's mouth with a straw rope and hand it to the guests.

“Six bronze stars, thank you.”

The fishmonger chuckled and touched his bald head with silver stubble.

The tall man was attracted by his superb sword skills and smacked his tongue: "Your sword is so fast, you don't look like a **** at all."

He took out a handful of copper stars and slapped them on the chopping board, and hurried home with the big fish in hand.

The fishmongers took it for granted and continued to operate their stalls.

He has dazzling silver-blond hair and dark skin, and people can tell at a glance that his bloodline is not simple.

But he doesn't know who his parents are, and the illegitimate son who inherited the surname "Storm" from Storm Land.

“Have you heard that a prince riding a dragon died?”

“Real or false…”

“Of course it's true, a dragon wing as big as this was fished out of the sea...”

The dock was as calm as ever, with idle people chatting away.

The fishmonger blinked and leaned in to listen.

Who can not envy the great man who can ride a dragon?

“I also heard that a dragon fell on the island, in the courtyard of the lord's castle.”

“My uncle's nephew is a herdsman, and he did send several goats to the lord's castle this morning…”

To spread the more and more gods, at the beginning, some people said that the lord is going to domesticate the dragon.

The fishmonger lost interest and continued to chop off the fish heads in great disappointment.

Fish heads are not easy to sell, but if you take them back, your wife and children can eat them.

“Hiss!”

The next moment, a giant light silver dragon soared from a corner of the island, flying and screaming across the blue sky.

"dragon!…"

Everyone on the dock saw it and gathered around to look at the dragon.

People in small places are not like King's Landing and Chaotou Island, and they may never see a dragon in their lifetime.

“Hiss!”

Haiyan screamed loudly, one wing was injured and was about to collapse halfway through the flight.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the giant dragon, and they did not notice that a fishmonger was missing.

Sapphire beach.

The light silver dragon screamed repeatedly, and its wings that flapped inflexibly continued to fall, and finally fell on the soft gravel.

After struggling for a long time, he turned over and climbed up from the gravel, shaking off his huge body.

“Hiss…”

Haiyan whispered feebly, looking up at the forest on the other side of the beach.

It's time to go there to recuperate.

Suddenly he raised his head, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure came into view.

“Hiss!?”

Hai Yan shrunk his neck, bowed vigilantly and assumed an attack stance, his amber vertical pupils widening.

　　The human figure froze on the spot, staring at the giant dragon in a daze.

One second, two seconds…

A man and a dragon looked at each other for several minutes, and the air seemed to freeze.

“Roar…”

Hai Yan blinked his eyes and was the first to notice something fishy, and he lowered his body obediently.

The figure hesitated for a moment, took off the fishy apron, and approached the giant dragon step by step.

Looking at the familiar light silver scales and the smell of the dragon pouring into his nose.

At this moment, Lannino opened his mouth wide and lost his voice: "Sea Smoke!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw away his arms and ran towards the injured dragon, regardless of what happened.

He remembered.

She was stabbed by her lover in the back due to cheating, fell into the sea and ended up on Nass Island. From nothing, she gradually became the best fishmonger.

He remembered it all.

“Hiss!”

Hai Yan heard the familiar voice, his vertical pupils burst with bright light, and he couldn't wait to rush forward a short distance.

“You found me, Haiyan!”

With tears streaming down his face, Lanino threw himself in front of the dragon, holding his rough lower jaw and rubbing it hard.

It still has a warm texture, like sand for sharpening a knife.

“Hiss!”

The sea smoke roared up to the sky, and the body lay motionless on the beach, shrouding the driver who had reunited after a long absence.

At this moment, the roar of the joyful dragon spread across the entire island.

Unknown to anyone, a humble fishmonger transformed into a noble dragon master.

(End of this chapter)

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