Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 38 Dream Walker

King's Landing, the Red Keep, Maegor's Holdfast.

This square fortress located in the center of the Red Keep uses twelve-foot-thick walls and a dry moat with iron spikes as its armor, firmly protecting itself in the very center of the Red Keep. This fortress named after the former "tyrant" Maegor I is the residence of the king and royal family.

The night is just right now.

Outside the rooms of the princes and princesses, Aegon, the eldest son of Viserys I and Queen Alicent (to distinguish him from Princess Rhaenyra's son Aegon, referred to as "Big Aegon" in the following text), was sitting quietly by the window, his face flushed. He had beautiful silver medium-length hair and was handsome, but he seemed to be too fond of wine. There were already several empty wine jugs on the table in front of him, and Big Aegon was still shaking the silver wine in the cup. His lavender eyes were quietly looking at the moonlight outside the window, not as turbid as those of a drunkard, but rather very clear.

"Aegon, what are you doing?" The woman's voice came from the other side of the corridor, in disbelief but with a hint of relief. Aegon the Great quickly withdrew his gaze, took a sip of wine, and collapsed directly into the chair.

Queen Alicent ran over angrily, looking at her son who was slumped in a chair and reeking of alcohol. She was about to say something, but then she glanced at the closed door behind Aegon. She took a deep breath and glared at her son fiercely. In the end, she said nothing and left with a flick of her sleeves.

Seeing his mother walk away, Aegon, who had been pretending to be asleep, got up from his chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

Finally he grabbed the flagon again and started drinking it in gulps.

He didn't even glance at the door behind him.

In the room, his new wife Helena Targaryen was lying on the bed next to the fireplace, wrapped tightly in a quilt. The fireplace and brazier next to her were burning, with sparks flickering, revealing Princess Helena's slightly round face faintly.

The girl was fast asleep.

In the dream, Helena seemed to have turned into a happy little bird, flying freely in the flames. Here there was no nagging mother, no cold grandfather Otto, no brother and husband Aegon with whom she had a complicated relationship, and no gloomy younger brother Aemond.

She flew through the burning dream. Of course, from her perspective, there was no flame burning in the dream. Instead, it was full of flowers, vines and towering old trees. The kind-hearted big bear had dragon scales on its body. It wore a crown and smiled at the birds flying around it, but its body was nailed by countless invisible swords.

She looked worriedly at the iron sword throne that pierced the big bear, and saw three stubborn chipmunks. One was jumping on the tree but could not get close to the throne with the sword. One ran towards the forest where the stag was, but was bitten into the pond by a one-eyed wolf. One stood in the forest in a daze, not noticing the poisonous snakes and crows around it.

The bird tried to warn others, but in the end it was in vain and could only be blown away by the wind into the depths of the woods.

She saw a hint of red. The red stretched upward, getting deeper and deeper, and finally turned into a deep black. The bird saw the huge castle in front of it.

This was the third time she had seen the castle, and the first two times her dreams ended right in front of the gate. But this time, the castle gate was wide open.

So she flew in.

Blood, blood was spilled everywhere, poisonous snakes broke into pieces, vultures were pierced by spears, and green dragons wailed in flames.

"what!"

The girl covered her mouth in a pool of blood. This was the first time she had dreamed of such a bloody scene.

"Girl, dragon, villain, curse, life." The green dragon rolling in the flames roared loudly.

Then he was pressed back into the flames by a silver dragon claw.

The silver dragon slowly emerged from the castle's sea of ​​blood. It looked down at the girl who was hugging it tightly. There was no blood on its body. "This is the third time you have broken into my dream, Targaryen dream walker. Didn't anyone teach you that it is dangerous to break into a wizard's dream to spy on the future? My..." The silver dragon thought for a moment. "Niece."

Helena quickly searched in her mind and confirmed who the silver dragon in front of her might represent. Some time ago, she came to visit their new cousin, Longzier Varezes, who was only a few years older than her. When he arrived in King's Landing, he rode the second largest dragon in the world, Wormythor. That day, when Vhagar and Wormythor danced in the sky, the old people in King's Landing even said that they seemed to see two black death dancing in the sky. Longzier and his two younger brothers who came to the court were very handsome and polite. They gave Aegon the Great several boxes of fine wine and jewelry in boxes, several boxes of books and silk brocade for themselves, and prepared jewelry, weapons and books for Aemond and the little prince Daeron in the south.

Helena thought they were pretty good, but she didn't know what a magician was, she just knew that some symbolic things in her dreams would become reality soon.

"I'm so sorry, Uncle Longzel." Helena hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt and bowed slightly to the silver dragon. "I don't know if you're talking about the Dream Walker or something else. I'm sorry if I disturbed you."

The dragon slowly lowered its head. "Have the Targaryens already abandoned magical knowledge to this extent? Your ancestors relied on the talents of the Dream Walkers to escape the Doomsday Catastrophe. This is something that many of the once great Dragon King families dreamed of. But now you don't even value the new Dream Walkers. It's such a waste of talent."

The dragon stretched its neck, circled the girl, and then retracted it. "If you don't want to have these strange dreams, you should try to sleep in a place with a lower temperature. If you want to master this ability, hum." The silver dragon snorted coldly, but continued: "You can also continue to connect to my dreams in this way."

"If you can withstand the magical impact of a blood wizard and dragon knight's dream."

It was only then that Helena realized that her body was covered in blood. She was instantly pushed out of the castle by an invisible force, and the lush forest suddenly began to burn.

"Whirring whirring"

Helena woke up from her sleep, sweating all over. She looked around and saw that there was no one around her. She decisively extinguished the brazier and fireplace beside the bed and hugged the quilt tightly.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

The silver dragon was still looking at the open castle gate in his dream. The gate slowly closed, and a human face suddenly twisted on the bone-white wooden gate. Bright red tears slowly flowed from the human eyes, but could only stay on the human face.

The human face looked at the silver dragon silently.

"Variable." The human face suddenly made an unclear sound, but Longzel could hear it clearly. "You are an external variable."

"The old gods of Westeros?" Longzel recognized the reckless guy who also broke into his dream.

The human face did not answer. "When the time is right, we will meet again. I hope you will remember your mission."

The human face and the dream faded away at the same time like the tide.

Longzier opened his eyes and saw his new squire, Prince Jacaerys, washing his Valyrian steel armor "Dragon Rider" with sand with envy.

"Brother, Lord Dondarrion has arrived. We can set off now."

Valar pushed open the door in full armor and shouted.

First update, three updates today. I had pus flowing all day yesterday, and now my arm can move gradually, and the feeling of my body gradually relaxing is really great.

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(End of this chapter)