Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 354 "Provocation"

At the banquet.

The seats for the Targaryens were scattered, perhaps reflecting the discord within the royal family.

The most surprising thing was that Rehogar Targaryen and Baelon Targaryen, the sons of Maegon Targaryen, who were legitimate members of the royal family, actually sat with the illegitimate dragon riders instead of with their father and other dragon riders of the royal family.

These two guys are the outliers of the Targaryen family.

Rehogar Targaryen had a bad temper, had trouble controlling his emotions, and always had a high opinion of himself.

Baelon Targaryen was too young, and had no opinion of his own under the influence of his brother, but he was passionate about heroic legends.

Quite dramatic.

After the toast, it was time for everyone to eat, drink and have fun. They all knew very well that Prince Longzel's death could not be treated as a normal death. If that was the case, there would be no need for a funeral, no need for sadness, so they might as well follow the host's wishes and indulge in joy.

After all, there is still a highlight to come.

This has never happened in Westeros history.

Dragon Knight Tournament.

In the dragon's lair.

The Vareses watched the dragon flame go out. Wormisol glanced at Igor lazily and slowly lowered his head.

It didn't seem to intend to return to the dragon's lair, but just grabbed the mountain and lay down.

"Igor, isn't your fishing method a bit too direct?" Damion was speechless. "Prince Maegon's two sons looked at me and Osiris with strange eyes. It's true. Our dragons are generally big and powerful, much better looking than the dragons of the Targaryen family. Sayer's size is so big that it can suppress some young dragons in King's Landing."

Igor tilted his head and said nothing.

"Don't worry, all the women in the Varese family who can ride dragons are here." Serena said with a smile.

"Silverwing hasn't flown into the sky for a long time. It's my fault." Valenna, who is already middle-aged, said with emotion: "If it really gets out of control today, Silverwing will immediately suppress Korakshuu, Shadow Nightmare will be responsible for dealing with the sheep thieves, and the other dragons will not be a threat to us. Haha, if you can tame Wormisol according to the plan..." Valenna did not say the words after the laughter. She knew very well that such an extreme situation could not happen now.

A patriarch who has spent his entire life maintaining peaceful coexistence between the two families and maintaining the image of Vareses has just passed away, and his descendants immediately turn against each other. This is difficult to accept in Westeros, which worships the Seven Gods.

If Varese wanted to go further, he needed a perfect victim identity.

Just like King Aegon had deliberately guided the incident to happen at the wedding.

By leveraging the reality that both parties had needs, the needs of both parties were met at the same time - but it was Varese who ultimately gained the greatest benefit.

"Valenna, you've embarrassed your brothers." Orion joked with a smile. As one of the two most combative members of the second generation of the family, Orion was more at ease than Jacaerys, who held the title of Governor of Tyrosh. He had put on his dragon armor before watching Longzel return to the magic tide, and was ready to ride a dragon into battle at any time.

Hovenders was equally fierce.

"It won't get to that point." Igor smiled and comforted his elders: "After all, Grandpa just passed away, so we can't go too far."

"We'll act according to circumstances," Ringol said.

"We'll act according to circumstances." The dragon riders riding on the dragons went to the caves where their dragons lived to make preparations.

Several young people returned to the banquet.

"Maegon, where are your two boys?" Irion was a little depressed. The death of Galins from the injuries caused by dragon fire made this prince, who extremely hated illegitimate dragon riders, happy for a moment, but then he was hit by the news that Korakshu was tamed and he drank to drown his sorrows all day long.

"Who cares about them?" Maegon was also frowning. The two children grew up, but they had no talent for dragon training. Rehogar had studied High Valyrian for seven or eight years, but he was not even as good as a child. Baelon was a good student, but the dragons were not very close to him. His daughter was even more isolated from dragons. She was weak and had the habits of a noblewoman, which made her physical condition completely unable to adapt to the needs of dragon training. "Aerion, do you think the old prince was really favored by the Stranger?"

"How dare the Stranger grant the old prince a favor?" Aerion sneered. "It's lucky that the old prince didn't grant the Stranger a favor. You've learned that the gods of ancient Valyria are the great wizards and dragon kings. The old prince is no different from them. If he wants, he can even become a god and establish a religion to worship himself. I heard that the Great Sept has already prepared a plan to canonize the old prince, and even make him the incarnation of God the Father."

Megen agreed with this. He raised his glass and was about to clink glasses with his brother, but Wallis, who looked unhappy, interrupted the two brothers.

"What's wrong? Aren't you with the Crown Prince?"

"The Crown Prince has gone to accompany Princess Xirui, father. I saw cousin Lei Huojia and cousin Belon at the illegitimate child's place. They seemed to be discussing some unpleasant topics."

Irion's face suddenly darkened. "Megen, your son, you deal with it yourself."

After hearing Wallis's retelling, Megen's face also changed drastically, and he immediately stood up to pull his sons back.

“Damon, warrior bless you, you really belong to the family!” Rehoga drunkenly pointed at the black fire on Damon’s waist and said, “That’s Korakshu. After decades, the family finally has a dragon that can compete with those dragons of the Varese family.”

"Yes, yes." The young Belron agreed. "You don't know how much those two guys, Damion and Osiris, went too far yesterday. If it weren't for my father stopping me, my eldest brother would have rushed over long ago. Aren't they just relying on their age and having a good grandfather? I admit that Sayer and Reyers are indeed strong, but..."

Baeron slowly stopped talking.

Because they saw Igor, Sebastian, Damion and Osiris toasting the guests from the North.

The rough laughter of the northerners never stopped. Rickon Stark even said something loudly that made the royal family uncomfortable.

For example, the North will never forget, the North will always remember the kindness of the Silver Dragon and so on.

Seven layers of hell, the North is the North of the Iron Throne, not the North of the Obsidian Throne.

The North remembered the Silver Dragon, but what about the Red Dragon?
Lei Huojia suddenly raised his glass and asked loudly with curiosity: "Damon, can you tell me about your experience in taming Korakshu?"

Daemon stood up. In front of the real prince, Daemon did not dare to lose his manners. "Prince Rehoga, when you train the dragon, Prince Maegon will definitely guide you. I was able to train the dragon successfully only because of luck. You don't need to consult a lowly bastard like me."

"No, my father only taught me how to tame dragons, which is boring."

The young prince looked towards Vermithor, who was nestled among the mountains.

"As descendants of the Dragon King, only Womisol is the dragon we should tame! Now, it has lost its master."

The words have not yet fallen.

It was quiet all around.

(End of this chapter)