Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 303 How to Train Your Dragon
"Otheris? Are you going to tame a dragon at this time too?"

In the spacious Dragon Cave Square, Damion looked at Osiris, who had been leaning against the stone wall, with some surprise, and punched his good brother lightly. "You haven't chosen a dragon yet, have you?"

"I'm not Igor. He's the heir and must keep an eye on the family dragon." Osiris grinned, "I don't have such high requirements. Any family dragon will do. Valarion and Reyers have discussed this with me. I'll ride whichever one suits me best. By the way, did your father beat you up?"

“He doesn’t have time.” Damion rubbed his hands. “And Igor will definitely help me explain. My father is not as rigid as my mother.”

"Aunt Valena won't let you go." Osiris joked: "Believe it or not, if it was Aunt Valena who protected our dragon taming this time, she would definitely nag you for a long time."

Damion shrugged noncommittally.

He didn't make any mistakes in principle, so no one could point fingers at him. As for his reputation? He could ride on a dragon, walk around the territory like his elders, and handle some difficult matters among the people, and his reputation would be restored.

Besides, he secretly flipped through his brother Sebastian's dragon-skin magic book, and the part about necromancy was so vague that it was outrageous. It was not something that he, a descendant of the Dragon King who had nothing special except riding a dragon and being heat-resistant, could learn easily.

Time does pass quickly.

The two little boys who followed their brother and sister with snotty noses and foolishly counted money for Igor after being sold by him have grown into strong teenagers. Damion is taller, with silver hair covering purple eyes and a round face, but not fat. Osiris is shorter and more solid, with short light blond hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a smile like a crescent moon.

"Igor."

Osiris was the first to notice Igor walking down the elevator with a tired look on his face. The young heir waved his hand and said, "Let me sit for a while."

The Silver Guard brought absinthe on the rocks.

This light green wine is not delicious, but it can refresh the mind and is very popular in the hot Volantis. Igor took a sip and felt more energetic.

It took him a lot of energy to arrange the procession for the bride and groom, and it was also very troublesome to arrange the order of entry and seats for different nobles. The kingdom was never stable, and Daeron did not solve this problem fundamentally.

Neither could Aegon.

He made the problem worse.

In order to protect their own territories, many nobles in the conquered territories made compromises. After all, not every illegitimate child and knight of commoner origin could meet the heir of the Varese family like William Hill.

Because he showed up in front of Igor and Daenerys, Daenerys specifically mentioned this matter to Longzel at the subsequent banquet. Although no one said anything, the experienced Earl of Westerling immediately changed his attitude and stopped being aggressive towards William Hill. Instead, he began to negotiate the issue of legalization with his illegitimate son.

A few illegitimate children were recognized by their families, and the legal documents had been delivered to the court in King's Landing. However, many more illegitimate lords were unwilling to see their blood shed for the king being seized by their own families.

They chose to change their surnames and oppose their family, but this also brought about suppression, either overt or covert.

This directly led to rifts between the nobles of the conquered territories and the local nobles, and within the conquered territories themselves. When arranging guests, their complicated relationships had to be taken into consideration.

"Igor, why does Osiris have to tame the dragon so early?" Damion asked hurriedly when he saw someone who knew the situation coming. "I remember that according to my grandfather's law, Osiris has to communicate with the dragon twice more before he can officially tame the dragon."

"Osiris's progress is the fastest in the family." Igor stroked the non-existent beard on his chin. "He won the dragon's favor the first time he came into contact with Valarion, and Reyles also accepted him. If it weren't for his age, I'm afraid Uncle Jacaerys would have taken him to train dragons. Dany's wedding requires the family to show strength, and you and Osiris are the best choices."

"I understand. We will definitely do our best."

Damion pumped his fist excitedly and said, "Osiris, let's bring honor to our family together."

"Yes." Osiris nodded: "By the way, Igor, are you really going to conquer Vermithor?"

"That is the largest dragon in the family." Igor said without hesitation: "It is also the largest dragon in the world. Dany and I promised grandpa that we would let Wormithor, Silverwing Starsong, and Shadow Nightmare stay in the family."

“Thank you for your hard work,” Damion said sincerely.

Igor smiled and shook his head: "This is our responsibility. Father and mother will be here soon. They will take you on your first flight."

"Ah."

The two boys nodded.

Xingge's melodious roar rang out, and the huge black dragon climbed out of the cave with a roar. Ringol was already sitting on the dragon saddle, looking down at everyone. Chenxi poked his head out of another cave, looking at the wide venue.

Ringol and Danyla will be responsible for protecting the two children.

"let's start."

Igor stepped aside, and a scarlet dragon head poked out from the deep cave.

Blood Princess, a young red dragon, has laid many dragon eggs in recent years. She rubbed Igor's body affectionately. The dragons in the dragon cave did not resist Igor and Daenerys. The dragons that clearly laid eggs even took extra care of the two children.

Even Centrolos wouldn't actually attack the two of them.

Igor suspected that it might be related to his bloodline, but he had no evidence.

"Okay, okay, be quiet." Igor smiled and pushed the Blood Princess away. The scarlet dragon retracted its huge head with satisfaction, but still looked outside with some curiosity.

Othrys walked forward, seeming to think about which dragon to choose. Of the two dragons, the blue-purple Valarion was more beautiful and more gorgeous, while the green Reyles was stronger and more warlike.

He pondered for a moment.

"Reyers, come out."

The green dragon heard the sound and crawled out of its lair.

On the other side, Damion was also ready. He had almost gotten used to Sayer. The rouge-red dragon lowered its "shell" head with huge membranous wings and allowed Damion to stroke it.

"Shayer, my good friend, it all depends on you from now on. Please."

As if he understood what Damion said, Sayael let out a dull roar and slightly spread his wings.

The two dragons in charge of monitoring roared at the same time.

The dragon took off.

(End of this chapter)