Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 11 Everything is Quiet

At least in Westeros at the beginning of 122 AD, all was peaceful.

The North was calmly waiting for its duke to die. Oh, no, the duke of the North did not survive the previous year. The current ruler of the North was a 14-year-old boy named Cregan Stark. But their real ruler was actually Cregan's uncle, Sir Benard Stark, the regent of the Guardian of the North.

The valley was in a state of peace and obscurity, and no one even knew what happened behind the Bloody Gate.

The Riverlands were in quiet chaos. The Blackwoods killed the Brackens' chickens, the Brackens took the Blackwoods' water, and Strong of Harrenhal rejected the leadership of the crippled Larris "Crookfoot" Strong, but allowed him to take the castle's gold. Everything was so peaceful.

The Westerlands were digging gold peacefully, and sending a considerable amount of gold to King's Landing, because the Duke's brother was serving as the King's Sea Lord.

The Reach was playing dead peacefully, and the Hightower family sent another team to King's Landing to assist Ser Otto Hightower, the King's Hand. The disobedient children of the Tully family of Horn Hill ran away from home again, and Lord Donald Tully was carrying his family's heirloom Valyrian steel sword "Heartbroken" and hunting his son Arlan Tully and his youngest daughter Diana Tully around the world.

Dorne was also pretending to be dead calmly. Prince Keoren was still carefully balancing the delicate relationship between the desert and mountain lords. The Yronwood family and the Weir family were fighting fiercely over territory. The proud female knight of the Dayne family, Obara Dayne, stole the family's meteorite iron giant sword "Dawn" and disappeared. It is said that this female knight, whose marriage and love views are closer to the loyal and single Andals, chopped down all the men and women who tried to date her, and then rode away from the castle.

Furious, Lord Samwell Dayne issued a warrant for the arrest of his own daughter.

Not to mention Stormland, which doesn't even have any news worth paying attention to.

Dragonstone.

Rhaenyra Targaryen, whose figure had become seriously out of shape due to continuous pregnancies and no longer had the beauty of her youth, was sitting on a specially made chair, enjoying the cool breeze fanned by her maid.

She is pregnant again and will give birth soon.

"The little one is very strong." Rhaenyra smiled and stroked her bulging belly. Since she became pregnant with this child, she has never ridden a dragon again. It is said that Syrax, the gorgeous golden beast, has been wailing in the Dragon Mountain for a long time. "It should be a boy."

The maid didn't dare to respond to the princess.

The princess smiled and shook her head. "Don't be afraid, girls are also my little princesses. What about the children?"

The maid replied. "Prince Jacaerys is at Dragon Mountain with Vermax, Prince Lucerys and Prince Joffrey are still in class, Prince Aegon is still sleeping, and the nurse just finished nursing the child."

"You're doing great." The princess signaled the maid to stop fanning. "Go and rest. I want to sleep alone for a while."

The maid stopped fanning herself and bowed slightly. "As you wish, Princess." As soon as she turned around, she ran into Prince Daemon, who was covered in dust.

Daemon Targaryen was a strong man with silver hair tied carelessly behind his head, and the years had left many marks on him.

But what remains unchanged is the prince's unique personality. The red giant beast "Bloodthirsty Giant Worm" Korakshu is his mount partner. Both the prince and his dragon have made great military achievements in the past few decades.

He smiled at the maid, motioned her to leave, and then untied the backpack on his back.

It was a dragon egg, still steaming.

Daemon opened the bronze container that was being burned in the middle of the room and carefully placed the dragon egg inside.

"Syrax is great." The prince said to his wife with a smile. "It laid another dragon egg. The wild black dragon tried to steal it, but was chased away by Korax and Syrax."

"A glutton?" The wild dragon that loved to hunt young dragons and steal dragon eggs had been listed as a great danger by the residents of Dragonstone. Princess Rhaenyra knew this. "Daemon, when the baby is born, we can hunt that wild dragon together. We can't let it hunt dragons anymore."

"I understand, Rhaenyra." Daemon washed his hands and face in the basin beside him, then gently walked to his wife's side and squatted down, putting his ear to Rhaenyra's belly, as if listening to the sound of the fetus. Even his voice became much quieter. "Don't worry about these things."

At this moment, a shocking dragon roar suddenly came from outside the window. Daemon covered Princess Rhaenyra's ears attentively, and then looked through the window at the shadow outside.

A huge bronze dragon was rising into the sky and flying towards the west.

Following closely was a slightly soft dragon roar. The silver dragon also flapped its wings and flew to the west.

"Vormithor?" Daemon recognized the identities of the two beasts. "And Silver Wing? Are they going out to look for food?"

Princess Rhaenyra shook her head.

Since the deaths of King Jaehaerys and Queen Alysanne, these inseparable beasts have never been tamed.

"Bronze Fury" Wormithor was once the mount of King Jaehaerys, the "Mature King", "Reconciler", and "Arbiter". This bronze beast is the second largest dragon in Westeros, second only to the aging behemoth Vhagar. Silverwing once belonged to "Queen Good" Alysanne. Although this silver and gorgeous dragon is smaller in size, it also flew across the mountains and snowfields, bringing peace and tranquility to this land.

No one knows what they want to do.

Following closely was a loud dragon roar and a sharp cry like a snake's hiss.

Syrax and Korax somehow also followed the dragon's roar, but did not take off with it.

soon.

The king also received information about Dragonstone on his desk.

"Your Majesty, a letter from Dragonstone." Grand Maester Meros handed the letter to King Viserys who was working on the model.

The king was a slightly plump man with a silver beard and gentle eyes. In front of him was a model of King's Landing that was enough to fill most of the room.

This was the ambition of Viserys I.

The King's Landing left behind by King Aegon was actually just a mess of blind expansion. It was only gradually put on the right track under the diligent governance of Jaehaerys I.

And Viserys is going to continue this cause, adjust the planning of the capital, and promote the rebirth of the city.

The king carefully swapped the positions of the two buildings, then he straightened up with some difficulty and looked at the Grand Secretary. "Read it."

Meros unfolded the letter. "Your Majesty, there is news from Dragonstone that 'Bronze Fury' Wormithor and Silverwing have left Dragonstone, apparently heading to the Narrow Sea to hunt. Prince Daemon chased them on his dragon for a while, but found nothing unusual."

"Well, I believe they can handle such a small matter. Is there anything else?"

Meros looked outside the door. "The Prime Minister wants to see you."

"Otto?" The king waved his hand impatiently. "Let him go back. It's late today."

"As ordered."

It took some time, this chapter is the second update of 7.14.

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