Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 331: Dan Returns in vain
Sayer is flying.

The young dragon wheezed as it flew over the dark sea. It was because the dragon, which was supposed to carry the weight of only one person, now had to carry three.

This was the third time that Crown Prince Daeron had flown into the sky. When he was young, he had ridden a dragon into the sky in Aemon's arms. When he was a teenager, Aerion had also taken him to the sky, so he was not unfamiliar with high altitudes. On the contrary, like his relatives with dragon blood flowing in their veins, he loved high altitudes and flying.

However, Igor and Damion's ears suffered a lot of damage along the way.

Sayer folded his wings and landed gently in the courtyard of the Black Palace. After Beile left, the Black Palace did not remain abandoned. The Vareses family had arranged people in King's Landing to take care of the palace so that the family members could use it at any time.

Dan and Belle were already waiting here.

Years of traveling have grown a beard for Dan and made Belle stronger and more solid.

"Igor, long time no see." Dan happily hugged Igor who had jumped off the dragon saddle. "How is father doing recently?"

Igor shook his head. "Grandfather has been staying in the dragon's lair for a while. The Silver Guards built a bedroom for him in Wormisol's lair. Uncle Rei has not been in good health recently. After my great-aunt passed away, his spirits have also been much worse than before."

Dan was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and finally patted Igor on the shoulder: "Where is your father?"

"Father is still the same as before." Igor said calmly: "After my grandfather moved into the dragon's lair, all family affairs were handed over to my father. He has a lot of white hair now."

For the Valyrians, aging is very obvious in their hair. Their silver or silver-gold hair will gradually wither and lose its luster, and their once godlike appearance will fade with the years.

Just like the fat king on the Iron Throne. No, it should be said that he has completely lost the handsomeness of his youth, and even his desire is not as good as before - at least now he has neither the energy nor the physical strength to torment his mistress.

"The elders of the family have all passed away in the past few years, and Master Hoffa has also passed away." Igor was a little sad. The old people who once followed Longzel from Volantis to the west have all died.

Only Longzel and Ray were left.

"The situation in the kingdom has not been stable in recent years. The various families have been in conflict over the issue of conquered land." Igor continued, "The illegitimate children and the family have become enemies, the eldest son and the second son are constantly in dispute, the small families that have obtained land and the local nobles are also fighting openly and secretly. The Tyrell family lost three members in one year, and the Baratheon family even had a duel within the family."

Dan sighed.

It seems that I am not the only one who has to bear the bad news.

That would be easy.

"Little Darren has grown so big." Beile looked at Darren with emotion. "Unfortunately, what we brought back is not good news."

"Damien, come back here."

Before Beile could finish his words, he was interrupted by Dan who suddenly reached out and grabbed Damion: "Why are you running? Listen here, Damion. You are the son of Dan Vareses and an outstanding descendant of the family. There are things you must participate in."

Dan looked at the three juniors and said, "Your Highness, Storm Cloud is in the dragon pit. You can go and contact him first. Prince Aemon will come to lead you to tame the dragon tomorrow."

Darren nodded obediently and turned to walk towards the dragon pit nearby.

With Igor and Damion, Dan and Beile walked into a room in the palace. "Our mission almost failed." Dan said with some annoyance: "Yidi is torn apart, no one is willing to accept our suggestions, and no one remembers the prophecy of doomsday. We thought that the wizard king, called 'Tianshi' in Yidi language, would know more, but he is also a short-sighted guy. Many warlords have taken a fancy to Beile and me, as well as our dragon."

"Normal, uncle." Igor poured a full glass of silver wine from the golden wine jug that was always ready at the side and handed it to Dan.

"So we left Eid as soon as possible." Baelor took over Dan's words: "We went to the old palace of Emperor Chaidor and saw the dragon bones. The emperor did marry a noblewoman from Valyria, but her dragons did not thrive in Eid. Instead, they eventually turned into dry bones there. The people of Asshai knew the prophecy, but the decline of magic made them lose all the courage to move forward. They hoped that the fire magic of Asshai could protect the city from the erosion of doomsday."

"The fire magic of the Shadowlands is the most powerful in the world. In the final chapter of A Song of Ice and Fire, those short-sighted old guys thought that the fire could make Asshai the only survivor."

Dan sighed and said, "Even if we produced evidence that once the end of the world came, Asshai's end would be even more tragic than Valyria's, they would just perfunctorily appease us. They even wanted us to stay in Asshai so that they could restore the city's magic."

"What about other areas?"

"Destruction." Dan shook his head. "The lizardmen of Sothoryos were almost impossible to communicate with. We rode on a giant dragon and found one of their temple pyramids, but the lizardmen immediately summoned pterosaurs and giant lizards to attack us. However, they seemed to be very afraid of the dragon, so we left Sothoryos safely. As for the other ancient nations."

"Almost all of them have perished. The Dothraki destroyed most of the civilizations on the Great Grass Sea. Those ancient kingdoms that might have preserved the ancient prophecies have now been slaughtered by the centaurs, or have been isolated and lost their heritage."

Belle said with some sadness.

Igor and Damion looked at each other.

"We hope you will know this situation." Dan continued, "After resting for a few days in King's Landing, Beile and I will continue our journey. This time we will go north."

He looked up at the rooftop.

“This is also my father’s wish.”

Dragon pit.

Sendroth and Luhuo huddled deep in the dragon pit. After so many years of flying together, the relationship between the two dragons had become unusually familiar. Facing Luhuo, whose size was almost the same as his own, Sendroth actually remained quiet and did not fight with Kongyi from time to time like he did when he was with Kongyi.

Baoyun was lying outside the pit, lazily basking in the sun.

Just at this moment, Darren slowly walked over.

The young crown prince held out his hand and said, "Stormcloud, listen to me. I am Daeron Targaryen."

Baoyun squinted his eyes and glanced at the little guy, sniffed it, hmm, it was a familiar face, and it smelled very pleasant. The blue dragon slowly stretched out its neck, extended its long horn, and touched Darren's hand.

Darren smiled happily.

This means that Baoyun has accepted him.

(End of this chapter)