Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 275 Never Come Back
In the days without war, every day is ordinary, or peaceful.

King's Landing, Red Keep, Daeron's study.

The thin king closed the manuscript and looked calmly at his sister Diana, who was standing at the door with her skirt lifted.

When Diana saw the king locking her in the room, she felt dazed.

Is this still my brother who was like a warrior incarnate? Until I saw with my own eyes that my brother's cheeks were sunken, his eye sockets were dark, his silver hair became thinner, and even stained with a mottled black and white. His body, which was once muscular, became like a skinny tree.

Diana suddenly realized that her brother had become like this without her knowing when.

She had never noticed it before.

The princess, who was already a mother, felt her legs go limp. If it weren't for the whalebone supported by her fluffy long skirt, she would have barely been able to stand steady. She calmed herself down and wanted to speak.

"Diana, I'm disappointed." The king's voice was calm, but one could still vaguely hear the majesty of the dragon knight warrior king who dominated the battlefield. "You actually came to see me just now, Diana, do you really regard me as your brother?"

"No, brother, Your Majesty, I..."

"Okay, Diana, it has happened, and the ending cannot be changed." Daeron looked into his sister's eyes: "If you really want to do good for your child, you shouldn't have climbed into Aegon's bed from the beginning. You don't have to explain to me. I know exactly what you are thinking. You are a Targaryen, a royal family of this country, Diana. You are nothing like our grandmother who your name honors, nor like our mother. They knew their responsibilities and fulfilled their responsibilities loyally. But you don't, my sister."

His tone was flat, but every word struck Diana's heart, leaving her unable to retort. Even the words that were on the tip of her tongue seemed to be choked by something and she could not utter them.

Without giving his sister a chance to defend herself, Darren continued.

"Do I have to explain this to you clearly? My sister, my stupid sister." The skinny king stretched out his equally pale and skinny fingers. No one knew why the king had destroyed his body into this state.

"After that day that made me feel miserable, I knew that the Stranger had set his sights on me." Daeron said calmly, "My heart is dead, and my body will not survive. I have no heirs. Who do you think will take the throne?"

Diana didn't know what to say, but there was a voice echoing in her head.

You, you, Diana, you are the daughter of Aegon II, the Peaceful King, and Queen Samantha, the Wise Queen. Your eldest sister married a branch of the family, and your second sister married the youngest son of the Vareses family. You are the only Targaryen among the descendants of dragons who has not married. If Baelor does not inherit the throne, then the throne should be yours.

It should be your son's!

No, that's not right, Diana answered the voice in her mind with some fear. It shouldn't be like this. If it was me, then what on earth did I do?

"You don't understand." Darren stood up tremblingly, picked up a cane from the weapon rack behind him, and slowly walked to Diana with it. He walked around his sister and said, "I don't want to say this to you, Diana, but I am your brother and your guardian. I must say it bluntly. You are too selfish. You never think about the consequences of your actions. You snatched a man who doesn't love your sister from her bed. You think you have won and don't have to bear the responsibilities that a princess should bear, but you are wrong. You are extremely wrong."

"Your Majesty, no, brother, I am right." Diana was finally able to speak: "Among my mother's children, why should I marry those nobles who don't have dragon blood? Do you know how dirty that barbarian from the Stark family is? And that bastard Lannister who smells of gold? Why can my sister marry Aegon? Brother, Maegon is still unmarried, and Sebastian from the Vareses family is of age. Why are they not within my range of husbands? Just because I can't tame a dragon? I don't accept it, brother. I don't accept it! Why can Maegon even marry a girl who doesn't even have dragon blood, and you don't even consider me!"

Darren looked at his suddenly hysterical sister, couldn't help but sighed, and sat back in his chair weakly: "What do you want me to say about you, Diana?"

He suddenly felt really tired. As a princess of the royal family, isn't it her bloodline's duty to consolidate her rule through marriage? In order to consolidate the border, Longzier married Diana Tully. In order to show her integration into the noble system of Westeros, in addition to Rey marrying Princess Rhaena, Longzier and Valar both married local nobles. In order to show this purpose, Longzier even held a grand parade.

The same is true for Targaryen. No matter what Maegor did later, he first married Hightower honestly and did his part to integrate his family into Westeros.

Even Queen Mother Alyssa married into the Baratheon family, and Princess Daenerys married Lord Arryn, who was much older than her.

Queen Alysanne even promised the Manderlys that she would marry a princess to a noble in the North.

If Targaryen wants to secure his throne, dragons alone are not enough.

"You should know that when you are accused by nobles and commoners of a word I would not say to my sister, you will never have a chance of the Iron Throne."

"Brother, Darren, don't make excuses." Diana suddenly understood something. Her brother said so much, but in the end, wasn't it just one point?

"From the very beginning, you never thought about the inheritance rights of us sisters."

Darren tilted his head noncommittally, no longer looking into his sister's eyes.

Diana nodded weakly: "I know, I know Darren, brother, just consider it as a plea from me. I can pay any price, but my child, he can't spend his life like this!"

"Do you know what I was originally going to do with your bastard?" Darren said calmly.

There was a flash of fear in Diana's eyes.

"He will take your place and fulfill your duties as the bearer of dragon blood until the day he dies." Darren's voice was cold, as if he was not the same person just now: "Now, tell me, what do you want to do, Diana."

"Let him grow up safely." Diana seemed to see the future that frightened her: "I can die."

"Oh." Darren shook his head in disappointment. "Do you really want me to bear the curse of parricide? Let the child lose all his relatives at a young age. Diana, Diana, you are really my good sister."

Diana didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I will give you a piece of land, go there." Daeron finally softened his heart: "Take your bastard, get out of King's Landing, get out of our sight. The nobles around you will watch over you. Don't let me hear that you bring shame to the royal family again. The output of that land is enough for you to spend your old age in peace, and let your bastard grow up safely like an ordinary person. Go away."

Darren coldly ordered them to leave.

"Don't ever come back again, get out!"

(End of this chapter)