Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 155 The Old Princess and the Eldest Princess

The same scene happened at the old anchorage in the north.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines down.

Stone Anchor City is located on the coast, next to a tributary of the Gorge Sea.

Two flags were raised high on the city wall made of green stones.

A "rusty anchor on a turquoise background with three blue discs on the upper part on a yellow background", a typical family emblem of a maritime family.

A "full moon eagle" flag, symbolizing the loyalty of House Arryn to the Eyrie.

He even mocked the Prince of River Valley for being so ignorant that he actually asked the Marko family to bow down and submit.

"Everyone, be alert and beware of those scums from the Royce family!"

The knights guarding the city patrolled the top of the city walls, scolding the garrison who were acting hastily.

There are five hundred people in total, which is not a large number.

The soldiers held their heads high, wearing chain mail and holding axes or swords, full of confidence and anticipation for the impending war.

Dreams of making meritorious services and being granted money and land by vassal knights.

However, when the soldiers' morale was high, the lord was in danger.

Stone Anchor City, Hall.

Count Elan Marko, who was over fifty years old, had an unsightly expression on his face, his wrinkled eyes tensed as he stared at the silver-haired figure sitting on the lord's seat.

Someone broke in quietly.

Lannar sat in the main seat, wearing a pure black scaly dragon-riding suit, with her legs crossed in a condescending manner.

She looks stunning today.

Her long silver-gold curly hair was tied into a braid, and her purple eyes were calm as she looked at Count Malcolm and his family below.

It was as if the young Queen Visenya had reappeared.

Full of self-confidence, excellence and noble bearing.

"Ms. Lanner, why don't you come here uninvited?"

Count Yilan has a dark face and a stubborn and rigid personality.

He had seen the daughter of Velaryon in front of him in the Eyrie.

Knowing that both he and Princess Rainier had affairs with the Prince of Riverdale, the king was angry at his confusion and looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

"..."

Lannar pursed her lips in boredom, not thinking of responding.

boom!
The door suddenly opened and a young man with brown hair and green eyes rushed in.

"Father, a group of cavalry from the Royce family is coming from the south!"

His name was Elandon Malkor, the eldest son and heir of Lord Eland.

The father and son have similar names, so they are called Big Yilan and Little Yilan.

In addition to little Ilan, Count Ilan also had two sons and a daughter by his second wife, who also bore him a son and a daughter.

At this time, the whole family gathered in the hall.

Earl Yilan had a bad feeling. He looked at the woman in the main seat and shouted in a timid voice, "You want to invade the Old Anchorage. Aren't you afraid that the Eagle's Nest and the King will punish you?"

Hearing this, Lannar's lips curled up in a charming arc.

Like a dangerous mandala.

Seeing this, Earl Yilan became more and more uneasy.

clap clap!

Lannar glanced at the sky and clapped her hands.

The sound was crisp and particularly harsh in the quiet hall.

Earl Yilan didn't understand why, but his heart beat faster and his clothes on the back were wet.

boom--

Suddenly, a strong wind blew over the sky above Stone Anchor City, scaring away flocks of seabirds and causing a burst of sharp bird cries.

That's a danger sign.

The next moment, the sky became gloomy, as if the sun had set early.

Count Yilan shuddered and turned his head to look at the narrow iron window.

The sky full of fiery clouds was torn apart, and the earth was covered with an indelible shadow.

A dark green dragon as big as a mountain soared out, its wide, torn wings stirring up a strong wind, and its thick, pillar-like dragon tail swayed up and down with the rise and fall of its body.

Very huge!

This was the only thought in Earl Yilan's mind when he saw it for the first time.

When the giant dark green dragon flew over Stone Anchor City, the windows of the entire hall were blocked by dark green, just like a frog in a blocked well unable to see the sky.

According to rough estimates, its length from head to tail is over 140 meters.

It is very close to the size of the "Black God" Balerion when he died.

"Lord Yilan, I come here with respect."

Lanar spoke up.

Earl Yilan was stunned and opened his arms to block his wife and children.

"I hope you can seriously consider it."

Lanar said again.

"Wait a minute, I..."

Uncle Yilan was shocked and realized what was going to happen.

"Roar——"

As if with telepathy, Vhagar circled around the Stone Anchor City and spewed dragon flames at the helpless soldiers on the city walls.

"what!!"

"..."

The orange-yellow dragon flame emitting billowing black smoke was very strong, engulfing the soldiers who had no time to escape and melting the green city walls into boiling magma.

For a time, wailing was everywhere.

boom--

Vhagar's pupils were cold and ruthless. After spitting out dragon flames, he raised his head and rose into the sky.

As domineering and powerful as ever.

However, subtle changes are happening quietly.

This old dragon not only grew in size, but its broken scales were replaced by new scales, and its goose yellow wing membrane with holes became stronger.

Even the skin all over his body became much tighter, and the drooping flesh on his jaw was reduced by half.

It seems that a bit of the twilight has faded.

The whole dragon is majestic and has regained its former majesty.

"Vhagar is in high spirits now."

Lannar couldn't help but be happy and tried to control her smile so that it wouldn't be so naughty.

Now Vhagar is more than a quarter larger than Vomithor, and his disadvantage in flexibility is slightly compensated.

If Aemon dared to do something bad, she could teach him a lesson as an older sister.

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.

Witnessing the annihilation of the temporarily recruited soldiers, Earl Yilan stared wide-eyed in disbelief and powerless to stop it.

"Do you recognize how powerful the dragon is?"

Lanar slowly stood up, her graceful figure could not be concealed by the dragon riding suit, and sighed, "I don't like fighting, and I don't want to see more unnecessary sacrifices."

Lord Ilan's body was shaking.

Pfft!
He knelt on the ground and lowered his graying head.

……

River Valley Town, Evergreen Hall.

Rainier sat in the strategic hall, looking lost.

She wanted to contribute.

Because of his status as the heir to the Iron Throne, he can't do anything.

This feeling of powerlessness seemed to bring her back to the time after her mother's death, when she was betrayed by both her father and Allison, leaving her isolated in the court.

pat!

Rhaenyra was sad and shed a tear.

"You missed a nice dinner, little girl."

A voice suddenly came from behind. It was Rhaenys who saw the candlelight and came to look for someone.

Rhaenyra quickly wiped her eyes and covered it up by saying, "I'll eat later."

"You can eat now."

Rhaenys shook her head helplessly and walked in with a plate of food.

Rhaenyra was a little surprised.

The aunt who always didn't care about anything suddenly showed concern for her.

Rhaenys leaned against the table, a hint of tenderness hidden in the corners of her eyes: "Eat, don't starve yourself."

"Thank you, princess."

Rhaenyra picked up a piece of bread and took a small bite.

Rhaenys shook her head and laughed: "Compared to you, I am already old and ugly."

Who would still treat her as a princess after her father was unexpectedly assassinated.

Even a biased grandfather.

Sensing a hint of kindness, Rainier pretended not to care and asked, "Aunt, do you also think I should stay here?"

"That's a good name. No need for me to bring you food."

Rhaenys teased, causing her niece's face to change slightly.

Very sensitive mind.

Rhaenys saw through it at a glance and warned, "If you go, you will only hurt yourself. Your father will remove your status as heir."

"I guess so."

Rhaenyra's words were a double entendre.

Rhaenys was very insightful. She stroked that beautiful face with her hand and sighed softly, "You are even more beautiful than Lana, the type that men love to conquer the most."

“But I didn’t get any more preference.”

Rhaenyra's expression changed.

"Then you should think about what you can do instead of feeling sorry for yourself."

Renis said with a disappointed look: "You know that your father fought hard for your position, and how many people envy you."

She no longer had her father's protection.

Rhaenyra was silent for a moment.

As Imon said, she seems to be a love-brained person.

After the inheritance rights were secured, my mind was filled with all sorts of random thoughts.

In this relationship, she gradually lost the initiative and became a supporting role.

"Think about it carefully. Should you shed tears alone, or tidy yourself up and face the future?" Rhaenys touched her fair face, her expression stiff and her eyes loving.

Rhaenyra's throat rolled, and she said with difficulty: "What should I do?"

Somehow, she saw the shadow of her mother in her aunt.

I feel like crying.

Rhaenys withdrew her hand, reluctant to show any more emotion, and asked directly: "Why not ask yourself, who is your enemy?"

Rhaenyra fell into deep thought.

Two candidates quickly came to my mind.

Alison/Layna

With the warm touch lingering on her face, Lanar's options gradually disappeared.

Oldtown Hightower, Grand Maester Meros…?
Rhaenyra shook her head. None of these were true.

If he ascends the throne one day, they will be nothing more than his subjects, or at most stumbling blocks in his way.

a long time.

Rhaenyra hesitated and said, "I don't seem to have any enemies."

There was a flash of surprise in Renis's eyes. She didn't expect to hear these words.

Very stupid, but reveals great wisdom.

Without enemies, what a good mentality and perspective.

Rhaenys's expression softened and she reminded him, "You have many potential rivals."

Then, point it out bluntly.

The queen's children, her cousin Daemon, including her husband Collys and her nephew Aemon.

“I can’t guard against everyone.”

Rhaenyra was a little excited.

She couldn't even defend herself against Aemon's attempt to seize her throne, and she was unwilling to resort to violence.

"Didn't you say you had no enemies?"

Rhaenys shook her head and said bluntly: "Don't be as petty as your father. Find a way to turn these threats into help instead of rejecting them."

“Help…”

Although Rhaenyra was stupid, she was not dumb. She quickly thought of a path that she had never imagined.

She and Yimon were in the same bed and knew each other's background well.

Imon is committed to becoming a link between all parties and making the family stable and strong.

Allison listened to him very much.

She is also...

Renila's scalp was a little itchy, and she felt like she was going to grow a brain.

If it was about status and the future, she didn't mind reconciling with Allison.

Those half brothers and sisters.

She should also formally accept it.

Daemon is a bastard, don't even think about returning to King's Landing.

Yimon is ambitious, but she has ridden before and loves riding.

Even Lannar can...

Thinking of this, Rainier took a deep breath and her face changed unpredictably.

Soon, he became firm.

"It seems you have figured it out."

Rhaenys had been watching and was about to leave.

All that needs to be said has been said.

My niece still can't understand, which means she is really stupid.

"Wait a minute."

Rhaenyra called out.

Rhaenys frowned and asked, "Anything else?"

Rhaenyra did not back down because of the other party's change of attitude. She held hope in her heart and asked, "You are specifically guiding me. Why?"

Rhaenys looked her up and down and said with emotion, "Maybe it's because we are both princesses, and some people call me queen."

Then he didn't linger any longer and went out in a swift and decisive manner.

Rhaenyra was in a trance.

After a while, a smile appeared on his face.

……

Days pass by.

Aemon and Laenaer returned with a great harvest.

When they returned to Riverdale, they saw Rhaenyra dragging Johanna to discuss the arrangements for the tournament.

Full of energy!

Soon, news came back.

Zhuxue City and the Old Anchorage successively raised the two-point flag and sent their young children as attendants and female companions.

Of the three targets, the only missing one is Seagull Town, the only port in the valley.
Strategy Hall.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Aemon was very calm, humming a little tune.

Let the bullet fly for a while longer.

……

It's dark.

Graveson Castle, Seagulltown.

In the magnificent hall, there were several middle-aged men in gorgeous clothes sitting.

The Earl of Barking Graveson sat in the main seat, his small eyes sparkling.

He received a message from the Prince of Riverdale.

But he believed that his family had been loyal to Eagle's Nest for thousands of years and should not easily switch to someone else's side.

At the very least, joining Seagull Town won't bring you dramatic benefits.

"The Willick and Malkor families have pledged allegiance to Aemon Targaryen. Aren't you anxious?"

A middle-aged man with black hair and brown eyes and a long face spoke. He had a special aura of caution.

The head of the Arryn family in Seagulltown, the "Golden Eagle" Essamba Arryn.

On his chest hangs a personal emblem of a "golden eagle with spread wings on a sky blue background".

Another serious middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes retorted: "We are loyal to the Arryn family of the Eyrie. At worst, we can go to King's Landing to seek justice from the king."

Blake Shetter, the patriarch of the Shetter family of Seagull Town.

The former was a branch family, just a wealthy knight family.

The latter has a long heritage and still enjoys the noble title of Earl.

Essenbar was a cautious person. He looked at the real lord of Seagull Town and said, "Lord Barkin, you have a close relationship with Prince Aemon. What is your opinion?"

In his opinion, bending the knee to a woman is worse than being loyal to the Targaryens with dragons.

"This……"

Count Ba Jin hesitated to speak, and acted in a difficult manner.

Of course he didn't want to agree, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

At this time, the old butler came in from outside the door.

"What happened?"

Count Ba Jin suddenly became solemn.

It's okay, the housekeeper won't come in to disturb you.

The old butler came closer and whispered something in his ear.

Count Ba Jin frowned deeply and asked doubtfully, "A musician, call him in."

"Yes."

The old butler stepped back and opened the door to welcome in a young musician holding a cello.

The three nobles had different expressions and wanted to ask more questions.

The cellist sat on the cold floor in silence, and leisurely played "The Rainy Season in Kaslome".

The ten-minute piece went by in a flash.

There was dead silence in the hall.

"Someone is coming!!"

Count Ba Jin's lips turned pale and he immediately shouted for the guards.

A team of guards rushed in.

"Get him!"

The order was given and the guards took action.

Lord Black Shetter was held up by someone and shouted in panic: "What are you doing? You invited me here!"

"Shut him up!"

Count Ba Jin was sweating profusely and said cruelly, "Take him away and send people to surround the castle of the Shet family."

At this moment, he recalled the Waywood family of Iron Oak.

……

The next day.

At daybreak, a two-part flag symbolizing Aemon the Dragon Slayer was raised on the tallest white tower in Seagull Town.

Count Bajin rushed to River Valley Town with his daughter and young son.

Aemon was in Evergreen Hall, sitting in his bedroom eating his breakfast.

Crunch!

The door opened gently and Johanna came in holding an envelope.

Yimon read the contents of the letter and couldn't help but sneer: "Our generous master Ba Jin really won't cry until he sees the coffin."

"Has the news been released?"

Johanna's eyes are seductive.

"Let it go! Why not?"

Aemon ate bread and drank milk, and said with a smile: "Half of the old nobles in the valley have pledged their allegiance, and those small families and proletarian knights will surely come to surrender."

"What about the Eagle's Nest?"

Johanna paused and shook her black-nailed hands.

If she is afraid of trouble, she can think of a way.

"Stop!"

Aemon took her hand in his, soft one.

He ordered: "Remember to invite Madam Jenny to participate in the River Valley Town Martial Arts Tournament."

(End of this chapter)