Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 121 Damon Returns!

Chapter 121 Damon returns!

a few days later.

Blackwater Bay, the sea is calm.

A large ship with a dragon head was sailing slowly, with a sail painted with three red dragons hoisted.

"Princess, there's a strong sea breeze outside."

Cole spoke with concern, holding a black cloak in his hand.

"No, I want some fresh air."

Rhaenyra smiled slightly and declined the White Knight's kindness.

Today is an important day for her.

The one and a half year long tour of the continent finally came to an end.

God knows how strong her will was that she managed to hold on.

Fortunately, with my father's permission, I can return to King's Landing openly.

Cole nodded: "In half an hour, we can land."

Holding the cloak in one hand, he stood guard quietly by the side.

Rhaenyra was used to it and continued to enjoy the scenery of Blackwater Bay.

After the ordeal of "touring to select a husband", the relationship between the master and the minister was greatly eased.

Especially at Storm's End.

As the son of the steward of Black Harbor, Cole knew a lot of scandals of the Stormland nobles, which greatly reduced the difficulty of selecting allies.

After spending a long time together, Cole revealed the tenderness of a male mother.

It feels like returning to the ideal state of "My White Knight" in the past.

"Princess……"

Cole opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Rhaenyra frowned in confusion and looked up at the horizon.

Seems to have discovered something.

"Hiss... Karma..."

The misty clouds were suddenly torn apart, and a huge monster rushed out like red lightning.

A fierce and evil appearance, a slender snake-like body, and a pair of large scarlet flesh wings...

"dragon!"

Cole shouted, "Protect the princess."

boom--

The scarlet dragon swooped down, its slender body brushing past the mast, sweeping up gusts of wind.

Rhaenyra lost her balance and fell with a thud.

"Princess, are you okay?"

Cole looked anxious and stepped forward to help the man up.

"No, I'm fine."

Rhaenyra covered her forehead and stared in a daze at the scarlet dragon shadow heading straight for King's Landing.

It was her uncle Daemon's dragon.

Doesn't that mean Damon is back?
“Hiss—”

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the sky, and the shaking clouds and mist cleared away.

Rhaenyra looked up immediately.

A giant dragon as big as a mountain, covered with bronze scales and with a majestic appearance, broke through the clouds.

Its size is even larger than the scarlet dragon just now, and its physique is also more majestic and powerful.

"Aemon."

Rhaenyra was surprised.

I stood on tiptoe holding onto the railing of the boat to look out, but the huge bronze dragon's back was so broad that I couldn't see the person on its back at all.

boom--

Womisoor's bronze pupils were cold and indifferent. He ignored the ships below and flew towards King's Landing at a leisurely pace.

Like a king high above.

……

King's Landing.

Red Keep, Throne Hall.

The ministers entered the venue and stood in two rows on the left and right.

The return of "The Prodigal Prince" Daemon Targaryen to King's Landing is a very big event.

The king's temporary attendance at court shows how much importance he attaches to the matter.

"Prince."

"Your Highness..."

Aemon walked slowly towards him, and was greeted by smiling faces.

"Ah."

Aemon nodded one by one as a greeting.

He had mixed feelings.

I expected Damon to come back, but I didn't expect him to come back so soon.

The father and son met at Blackwater Bay, what a wonderful fate.

When the others saw this, they all made way.

No one wants to offend a Targaryen with dragons and real power.

Even if the other party is just a teenager under the age of 16.

Especially at this critical juncture of changing the situation.

Aemon looked calm and stood at the front of the crowd on the right.

Surrounding him were nobles of high birth, including some of the imperial ministers who attended the imperial conferences.

He used to be able to only find a corner in the throne room to listen.

Now, people will take the initiative to make room for him.

After a while, the hall was full.

Sir Harold, the commander of the Kingsguard, appeared and said solemnly:
"Viserys of House Targaryen, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm."

“Here we are!”

The whole audience was silent, looking towards the door silently.

Viserys was wearing a black robe and a golden crown on his head, and he walked towards them step by step, leaning on his family sword "Blackfyre".

He had a resolute face and was accustomed to big scenes that attracted the attention of the public.

Under the protection of two white knights.

Ascend the Iron Throne, where swords are like a forest and twisted and towering.

Aemon's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, his uncle seemed strange to him.

He was no longer as amiable as before, and no longer had the doting smile to please his wife and daughter.

There was no expression on his face, and his purple eyes were as deep as the sea.

If you don’t know him, you might think he is a stern and cold-faced king.

Viserys did not sit down, but stood on the steps of the Iron Throne with his family sword "Blackfyre".

His palm rubbed the hilt of Blackfire, and the tip of the sword kept hitting the iron surface.

He was trying hard to hide his emotions.

"Aemon."

Aemon turned around when he heard someone calling him.

Rhaenyra moved among the crowd, waving at him with a smile.

She didn't have time to change out of her casual clothes and was wearing a red formal dress, like an excited red butterfly.

Aemon smiled and motioned for her to stand next to him.

The heir to the Iron Throne.

I can't just stand in the corner and listen to him like I did before.

"Damon is back."

Rainier seemed very excited and was eager to share her experiences as soon as they met.

Yimon: "Come back if you want." "Are you unhappy?"

Rhaenyra wondered.

Aemon rolled his eyes and pushed her head away.

None of his sons are excited, why are you excited?

Dad Damon is back, and there is good juice for you and uncle to drink.

"Cough cough."

Finance Minister Lin Man coughed softly to remind the prince and princess to pay attention to their image.

The two men restrained their expressions and stood upright.

On the Iron Throne.

Viserys looked around at the ministers and saw his nephew and daughter gathering together as soon as they returned. He couldn't help but raise a relieved smile at the corner of his mouth.

stomping on...

There was a loud sound of footsteps outside the hall, which immediately affected the mood of everyone present.

Hall entrance.

Short silver-gold hair and violet eyes.

The man had a stern face and a high nose bridge. He wore a vine crown on his head and scaly black leather armor on his body.

None other than today's main character, Daemon Targaryen.

He looked calm and walked forward with his head held high.

Aemon stood with Rhaenyra, her eyes following him.

It is not difficult to find that Damon came prepared.

With one hand he held the "Dark Sister" at his waist, and with the other he held a rolled-blade iron axe.

The latter appears to be a trophy after the Battle of the Stone Steps Islands.

Daemon walked with determination and soon approached the Iron Throne.

Swish!
Ser Harold drew his sword and pressed it to his chest.

How can I see weapons when I meet the king?

Damon stopped and glanced casually at the sword in front of his chest, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Then, he looked up at his brother who was looking down at him.

Viserys looked serious as he also looked at his brother whom he had not seen for many years.

When their eyes met, there seemed to be endless grudges to be told.

After a long moment, Daemon withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Add it to the Iron Throne."

He threw the iron axe with a curved blade in his hand, and it fell into the jungle of swords with a clang.

In the quiet throne room, it was no less than a thunderclap.

Sir Harold retracted his sword and cautiously picked up the rolled-blade battle axe.

This move shows that Damon has no ill intentions.

Viserys's frown relaxed, and his eyes fell on his brother's head. He pretended to be puzzled: "You wear a crown. Are you also a king?"

As a king and brother, he was afraid that Daemon would poop big in public.

The royal family has lost all face.

Fortunately, the other party showed some genuine repentance.

Damon knew what his brother wanted to hear, and said frankly, "After we won the Battle of the Stepstones, they called me the 'King of the Straits'."

Who?

Viserys' eyes flickered.

Daemon's words were ambiguous, and he continued, "But I understand, Your Majesty. You are the only true king."

As he said this, he knelt down on one knee.

She took off the vine crown from her head and said in a powerful voice: "My crown and the Stepstones are yours."

Viserys was not in a hurry to agree, and asked, "Where is Lord Corliss?"

The “someone” in question could only be the sea snake.

The Stone Steps Islands were conquered by Damon and the Sea Serpents together, and the ownership belongs to more than just Damon.

Damon gave a satisfactory answer: "Lord Collis has returned to his hometown."

"Who is guarding the Stepstone Islands?"

Viserys asked a tricky question.

Damon said lightly: "The tide, the crabs, and the two thousand dead Three Women's Kingdom pirates. I left their bodies on the beach as a warning to others."

There is no falsehood in these words.

He was telling his brother that the ownership of the Stepstones had always been in the hands of the royal family and had not been interfered with by the Velaryon family.

as predicted.

Viserys gave a slight nod and strode down the steps to the Iron Throne.

The ministers watched intently as the king and his brother got closer and closer.

Some people frowned secretly, obviously not wanting to see this scene.

Yimon stood in the crowd, pondering the meaning of his father's words.

As far as he knew, Dad and the sea snake were also in a stalemate.

The real reason is unknown.

Lin Man walked aside, watching and smiling.

Apart from being timid and stingy, the old man's loyalty to the royal family is unquestionable.

The gaze returned to the bottom of the Iron Throne.

Viserys walked up to his brother, took the vine crown, looked at it, and handed it to the commander of the Iron Guard with disgust.

It's a miserable situation.

Sir Harold looked rather funny, holding the axe and the crown.

When Viserys lowered his head again, he met his brother's sincere eyes.

For a moment, my heart softened.

Damon remained kneeling, appearing respectful and humble.

He knew that many people didn't want him to come back.

If you want to come back, you have to control your personality.

Viserys pursed his lips, leaned down, and whispered in his brother's ear: "Tell me, what is your intention in coming back this time?"

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

He didn't believe that his unruly brother would become obedient.

Daemon bowed his head and uttered two High Valyrian words: "Family, family."

Viserys was startled when he heard this, and looked at his nephew Aemon, who was standing tall in the crowd, and his daughter who was looking at him curiously.

This answer hit his heart.

Viserys' eyes flashed with struggle, and he closed his eyes and opened them again, saying, "Get up."

He straightened up, and Daemon stood up as well.

The latter stared at his brother's changing expression with burning eyes.

Viserys paused for a moment, then his stern expression melted away and he smiled: "Welcome home, brother."

"Thank you, brother."

Damon took the initiative to step forward.

Needless to say, the two brothers hugged each other tightly.

Everyone who witnessed this scene applauded and cheered, whether they were reluctant or not.

In the presence of many witnesses.

The bloodline of "Prince of Spring Dawn" Belron has been reconciled.

It is a great thing for the royal family and the kingdom.