Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 121 The Uncrowned King
In the camp outside Oldtown, Dr. Korron used ice packs and potions, and tried every method he could think of to reduce fever, but failed to reduce Jaehaerys's high fever. The child was already delirious with fever, and his small body lay limply on the bed. Helena sat outside the tent anxiously, looking in from time to time. Longzel looked at the child in the tent with pity in his eyes. He could see that the child's blood seemed to be burning, which did not seem like a disease, and boiling blood disease was not a symptom of Jaehaerys.

"The child has a dragon, if I remember correctly." Longzel recalled carefully, remembering that Helena's twin children seemed to have hatched with a companion dragon. Helena nodded: "Jaehaerys was very weak when he was born, especially with six fingers and toes." At this point, Helena couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes. "He almost died when he was born. If it weren't for the successful hatching of Slycos, I'm afraid he wouldn't be alive today."

Longzel looked at the child in the tent in confusion. Did the hatching of a dragon bring health to a deformed child who should have died? Has the Targaryen family's skill in hatching dragon eggs degenerated to this extent? They actually had to rely on the resonance and fusion of the dragon eggs and the blood of family members to hatch dragon eggs. This would indeed allow successful hatching, but it also meant that if the dragon died, its companions would also lose the dragon's protection, and their health, which was originally obtained due to the connection and resonance of the dragon, would suffer major problems.

Normal Valyrian dragon kings rarely hatch dragon eggs in this way, because it means consuming the magical energy in the blood of family members. They prefer two methods. One is to use the vast amount of magical elements of the Fourteen Fire Peaks to assist the hatching of dragon eggs. The other is to use special rituals to stimulate the blood power of the child when the child is born, generate resonance, and then hatch the dragon when the magical energy is not sufficient. In this way, the connection between the hatched dragon egg and the child will be closer, but there will be no overly close relationship between the dragon and the rider, and the relationship between the loss of one and the loss of the other will be a complex version of the companion dragon hatching mode.

The Varese family is now using this model, using the special structure of Dragon Nest City and the magical energy hidden in the Red Mountains to build a ritual site for hatching dragon eggs. It can not only control the number of dragons hatched, but also detect the amount of magical energy hidden in the child's blood. Killing two birds with one stone.

We can't let the Targaryens know this.

"So, something might have happened to Srikos?" Longzel rubbed his chin.

"I'm afraid so, Your Highness." Dr. Mu Kun walked quickly to Longzel with a gloomy face and took out a letter from his sleeve. "Your Highness, a letter from Junlin."

Longzel reached out to take the letter. The doctors in the Citadel were extremely honest now. Vincent Kaon and Alan Tarly personally led their troops into the Citadel, and arrested the bachelors and doctors who participated in the conspiracy one by one and beheaded them in public. In addition, Jacaerys issued an order in the name of his mother, canceling the Citadel's qualification to issue necklaces for two years and requiring all assistant bachelors to continue studying for two years to clear their brains that might have been poisoned by traitors.

Longzel unfolded the letter and took a look. He closed it immediately: "Does Xiaojie know about this?" Dr. Mu Kun nodded: "His Royal Highness, ah, no, it should be called His Majesty, he knows about this." The doctor sighed softly: "He is in his tent now."

"Let Xiaojie cry for a while." Longzel said, "He is still a child. Queen Rhaenyra is his mother after all. Anyone would be sad for a long time when their mother dies."

The letter describes what happened in King's Landing. A plague broke out in King's Landing and spread outward. The people rioted. Queen Alicent committed suicide. The mob killed Slycos, but was eventually suppressed by the dragon. Queen Rhaenyra was also infected with the tremor disease and died after only one day and one night. Before her death, Queen Rhaenyra reconfirmed her will, appointed Dragonzel as the King's Hand of Jacaerys, and asked Dragonzel to serve as the adoptive father of Aegon and Viserys and crown Jacaerys.

According to the letter, when the queen died, Syrax flew up and down seven times in agony near the Red Keep. The sharp wails of the topaz-colored dragon could be heard throughout King's Landing. After cremating the queen, Syrax still stayed in the Red Keep and refused to leave.

Helena seemed to sense something and looked at Longzel. "Is there something wrong in King's Landing?"

Longzel nodded: "I'm sorry, your mother passed away, as well as Xiaojie's mother and Slickos." Helena lowered her head as if she had expected it: "It seems that I can't protect my child after all."

Dr. Colron came out shaking his head: "Your Highness, I have tried everything to reduce the prince's fever." When he said the word "prince", he glanced at Longzel and only stated the diagnosis in full when he was not denied: "The prince can't hold on any longer. If you want to see him for the last time, now is the best time." The old doctor said to Helena with regret. Helena was stunned for a moment, then she ran into the tent where her son was, holding up her skirt.

Soon, a heart-wrenching cry was heard from the tent. Longzel sighed and turned to Jakaris's tent, where Valar was comforting Jakaris, who was hugging him tightly and crying silently. Longzel walked to the prince's side and sat down cross-legged.

"My lord, I have no mother anymore," Prince Jakaris said with a sob. Longzel didn't know what to say because he had no mother and no father either. During the years of governance, he played more like the father of Valar and Rey, as for his own parents, Longzel could only touch Jakaris' head and try to comfort the prince physically.

"My lord, tell me, can I be a good king?" After a long time, Prince Jacaris wiped his tears and asked in a low voice.

"I told you." Longzel smiled and gave the prince a light slap on the head. "Did you forget?"

"I haven't forgotten." Jacaerys raised his head: "I will use practical actions to tell the people that my hair color is not the key to determining a king. I can bear the weight of the crown. My lord, are you willing to support me?"

"Tell me about your plan, Xiaojie." Longzel knew that Jacaris must have a plan when he said this, so he looked at Jacaris's red eyes.

"My mother won't allow me to return to King's Landing before the epidemic is over, so I won't return to King's Landing. My lord, I would like to invite you to travel around the kingdom with me after we have tried the traitors in Harrenhal. I want to solve problems for the people and nobles, and I also want everyone to get out of the shadow of war and plague as soon as possible and face the winter."

"Good boy." Longzel once again forgot that he was only less than ten years older than Jakaris. "Go ahead, but you have to think carefully. The epidemic of the Trembling Disease has spread to the Riverlands and the Stormlands. You will be in danger." Longzel pointed at himself. He was protected by blood magic and was not afraid of most diseases except grayscale. Even grayscale that could kill the Dragon King could be prevented and treated by him through some complicated magic rituals.

"I've made up my mind," Jacaerys said firmly.

Seeing that the mood was not right, Valar did not dare to laugh out loud, but patted Jakaris on the back vigorously: "This is like a child raised by my eldest brother. I support you."

"After the trial in Harrenhal is over, you must hurry back to Dragon's Nest." Longzel slapped Valar: "Do you have the nerve to leave all the work to me?" Valar rubbed his head and stuck out his tongue: "I understand, big brother. It's not a bad idea to let Rey exercise."

Jacaerys looked at the familiar scene between the two brothers, and the sadness in his heart dissipated a little. He had more things to prepare.

Because of the crime of the Citadel and the plague of King's Landing, the ship originally planned to go to King's Landing was cancelled. Longzier ordered the infantry to stay, and the nobles escorted the doctors of the Citadel and the bishops, and quickly advanced to Harrenhal with the cavalry. He, Valar, and Jacaerys flew to Harrenhal on dragons. It was big enough to be the place where many great events took place.

Duke Borros of Stormlands was also forced to go north with his daughters and the nobles of Stormlands for trial. Their crimes included allowing Lusris to die in battle and supporting traitors.

Jaehaerys eventually succumbed to the high fever. Helena cried and asked Dreamfair to cremate her eldest son, and Jaehaera gradually became silent after witnessing her brother being cremated by dragon flames.

The sun rose and set, and the plague slowly spread. The nobles avoided the villages that might be swallowed by the plague and finally rushed to Harrenhal from all directions.

In the Hall of Hundred Furnaces, Vermithor hovered on the dome of the huge hall, watching the bustling crowd in the hall. Its huge body made the magnificent tower tremble. Prince Jacaris's Vermax crouched behind him, watching the people below. Silver Wing flew high in the sky, circling in the air, and sometimes landed on the top of a tower to rest for a while, and then took off for inspection.

Longzel prepared a simple coronation ceremony for Jacaerys. Now the army had no crown, so he ordered the blacksmith of the Strong family to make a simple crown with the sword tips of the Westerlands army and a Valyrian steel ring. After the High Septon anointed the prince with holy oil, he personally put the "crown" on Jacaerys.

"To King Jacaerys of House Targaryen, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms!"

People drew out their swords and placed them in front of themselves to show their submission.

But there was no Iron Throne, no Ringing of the City, and in theory, Jacaerys had not completed all the steps of the coronation.

Wearing the crown of steel ring and iron sword, Jacaerys looked at the people under the throne of Harren the Black, nodded to Longzel, and signaled that the Great Judgment could begin.

Longzel put on his Valyrian steel armor "Dragon Knight", draped in a gorgeous purple cloak with silver dragon laurel leaf pattern, with a silver blood sword hanging from his waist, and stared coldly at the nobles below.

"Let's talk about punishment first. Hobart Hightower, come forward."

Hobart Hightower, dressed in tattered clothes, was escorted dejectedly to the foot of the throne by two knights.

"The Hightower family has been convicted of treason. All of their territories and titles have been stripped. For their heinous crime of stealing from the national treasury, they have been fined 1.65 million pure gold royals. The ringleader has been killed. So, Hobart, do you want to pay for your sins with your blood, or do you want to put on black clothes and serve the kingdom?"

Hobart smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, although I want to live, I would rather die in the warm south."

Longzel nodded, and Cregan Stark beside him sighed, raised his ice, and beheaded him with one sword, clean and neat. Dozens of Night's Watch brothers in black mail around him also sighed.

"Next, the Lannisters." Longzel watched as Duke Jason Lannister and the nobles of the Westerlands walked to Hobart's body.

"The evidence of treason against the families of the West is solid, but we are grateful that they finally bowed their knees, so." Longzel looked at Jacaerys, indicating that the king could speak for this part.

After all, it was the king's duty to punish, but it was also his duty to personally raise his enemies from their knees and make them his friends.

"So the territories of the nobles in the Western Territory can be retained, but the patriarchs of each family must abdicate, put on black clothes, and go to the Great Wall to serve. The gold mountains and ports in the Western Territory will also be managed by the royal family for a period of time, and a fine of one million pure gold royals will be imposed."

"Thank you for your magnanimity." Duke Jason breathed a sigh of relief, and the matter was finally settled.

"Then it's you, Duke Borros." Longzel looked at Borros, who bowed his head and said nothing. "Don't worry, your crime is not serious. The royal family requires you to give up the rule of Nightsong City. It is now my territory as a punishment for you not taking any action, or even sending troops to assist the usurper."

Duke Boros looked at the giant dragon above his head, did not dare to say a word, and could only accept the punishment. After all, Nightsong City was now in the hands of Lynn Valtaken, and he could not take it back even if he wanted to.

"Princess Helena Targaryen, Prince Merar Targaryen and Princess Jaehaera Targaryen, please come forward and accept your punishment." said Longzel.

Second update, this update will be a little later, I will try not to skip the key plot points.

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