Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 218 Aemon's Decision

Time flies, and half a month passes in a flash.

During this period, Junlin was very busy.

With Viserys's deliberate publicity, everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knew that Aemon had found the dragon eggs and Rhaenyra was pregnant.

For this purpose, a martial arts competition was specially held.

When the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms heard the news and rushed to King's Landing, King's Landing mobilized a large number of craftsmen to Harrenhal in the riverlands.

As early as when Aemon and Rhaenyra were engaged, Viserys promised to mark out a piece of territory by the Gods Eye Lake and build a prince's palace for the two to spend their honeymoon.

Before the warm winter arrives, the craftsmen and materials should be transported there.

……

Mud gate.

Large ships from Slave Bay flying the Dragon Eagle Three-Point Flag docked at the port and sent sailors to unload their fully loaded cargoes.

Three giant dragons crossed Blackwater Bay, flew over the city wall and landed in the dragon's lair.

"Seven Gods bless you, His Royal Highness the Prince is finally back."

On an inconspicuous cargo ship, Tailan's face was full of excitement and he made a seven-pointed star with his hands in front of his chest.

It was both trade and marriage.

He kept delaying his return to King's Landing, fearing that the king would blame him for acting on his own.

His Royal Highness is back.

Only then did he dare to return from the Stone Steps Islands by boat.

What a bitter tear.

……

Red Fort.

Aemon changed to the White Wheel Palace and arrived at the gate of the Red Castle.

As soon as the car door was opened, Viserys had already come out to greet them with the princes and nobles.

"Aemon, my good nephew."

Viserys smiled the smile he had prepared for a long time and opened his arms to greet him.

Even though it was beneath the king's dignity to go out and greet him personally, who could control him?

The one who came to greet him was the great contributor to the Seven Kingdoms, his great nephew.

"Uncle."

Aemon smiled and gave him a generous hug.

"Not thin or dark, it seems everything is going well."

Viserys joked, peering out the wheelhouse window. "Where's Rhaenyra? Did she give you any trouble on the way?"

"No trouble, we're going to have a baby soon."

Aemon smiled teasingly.

Looking at the look in the uncle's eyes, he is really looking forward to it.

Can't wait any longer?
Rhaenyra came out of the wheelhouse, and Lanar took care of her and helped her out of the car.

The meticulous care made Rainier feel embarrassed.

"Well, Rhaenyra?"

Viserys immediately let go of his nephew and ran towards his daughter.

Aemon's face darkened.

good good!
This is not your good nephew anymore.

"I'm fine, the maester diagnosed me with no problems."

Rainier was asked all sorts of questions and gave answers that were neither funny nor sad.

"is it?"

Viserys didn't believe it. He sniffed suddenly and frowned: "You came back on a dragon?"

He is so brave to ride a dragon when the fetus is unstable.

Everything is safe and sound, thanks to the blessings of the Seven Gods.

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and said, "You're never happy when I ride a dragon."

Whenever dragons are involved, the father and daughter always have a quarrel.

Aemon waved his hand, signaling Sir Steve, who was driving, to ask someone to bring out a large box.

"This is?"

Viserys' attention was drawn to him, and he looked at his nephew inquiringly, with a vague guess.

Aemon smiled and nodded, indicating that it was what you thought.

"Open it and have a look."

Viserys was in high spirits, unwilling to wait even a moment.

The box opened with a click, revealing six petrified dragon eggs piled on the hay.

Viserys picked them up one by one and examined them, as attentively as when he first saw the newborn Rhaenyra, his eyes full of joy and hope.

Taking back the lost dragon eggs is something even my grandfather couldn't do.

During his tenure, he accomplished so many great things.

As expected of him!

"These dragon eggs are very old and have lost their ability to hatch."

Aemon introduced quietly.

"It's okay. The fact that it can't hatch is good news."

Viserys remained cheerful.

Looking beyond the surface, he considers more.

It would be best if all the dragon eggs in the sea of ​​smoke were petrified, so that there is no chance of any of them breaking their shells.

That way it's safer.

"Where's the other dragon egg?"

Viserys put down the last dragon egg he had examined, his eyes still shining, as if he was waiting for the main course after the appetizer.

"Hold on."

Aemon returned to the wheelchair and pretended to search. He secretly grabbed the golden-nosed rat and forced it to take out the well-preserved green dragon egg.

This move was strongly resisted by the little guy.

"Squeak!"

Translation: Rat's life is also life!

"Is this the one?"

The green dragon egg fell into Viserys's hands, and he held it above his head and examined it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, Mo Mo frowned and whispered in his ear: "How come the dragon eggs in Yanhai look the same as the dragon eggs in our family?"

He had expected it to be larger and rounder, a manifestation of the mystical power of old Valyria.

"Then it is also a dragon egg."

Aemon was speechless.

Never mind Targaryen eggs or Old Valyrian eggs; they were still dragon eggs.

If we trace back to the origin, the Targaryen dragon eggs were also brought from ancient Valyria.

Vhagar was hatched from that batch of dragon eggs.

All we can say is that this nest of dragon eggs came from a more powerful Dragon King family and had undergone more rigorous breeding.

The hatched dragons might be better than the Targaryen dragons in some ways.

But don't expect much difference.

"you're right."

Viserys nodded vigorously, but there was still a hint of regret in his tone.

There's nothing I can do about it. It's his fault for having too high expectations.

If you think about it, the dragon in the family isn't bad.

Not to mention the deceased "Black Death" Balerion, that is already beyond the scope of an ordinary dragon.

The surviving Vhagar is also a dragon that cannot be underestimated.

A little younger.

"Bronze Fury" Womithor is about to reach the age of one hundred, and its reputation resounds across both sides of the strait.

...Well, now Slave Bay also knows about it.

Among the three generations of dragons, Korakshu and Melias were hatched from the same nest of dragon eggs, and both were very terrifying adult dragons.

In time, it will be no worse than the dragons mentioned above.

According to some of the tales my grandfather once told me about old Valyria.

The dragons bred by the family are not bad, what is bad is the family’s own foundation.

The powerful Dragon King family has more sophisticated dragon-controlling skills and even has ways to influence the dragons of weaker Dragon Kings.

In comparison, the Targaryens' methods of dragon taming are still limited to shouting and whipping.

Not on the same level at all.

"Keep it safe, it is of Old Valyrian stock after all."

Viserys returned the green dragon egg and was very concerned about it.

The Targaryens of old Valyria could not obtain dragon eggs from other dragon families.

Another small achievement!

Viserys thought happily.

Aemon took the dragon egg, glanced at him briefly, and said, "I will send someone to take care of this dragon egg. After Rhaenyra gives birth, it will be placed in the cradle of the newborn."

Directly declare ownership.

Viserys was slightly startled and subconsciously looked at his daughter.

Rhaenyra took Aemon's hand and said with certainty: "Yes, Aemon and I decided this together."

She also likes this dragon egg.

"OK then."

Viserys hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "But you must think carefully, after all, this dragon egg is too old."

"It's okay, we'll find a way."

Aemon smiled.

"Well, I have prepared a welcoming banquet for you."

Viserys changed the subject.

After handing the dragon egg over to the dragon keeper, they entered Maegor's Holdfast together.

As Aemon walked and looked, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Beneath the enthusiastic expressions of the princes and ministers, it seemed that they were deliberately concealing something.

Specifically don't tell them.

Or rather, don't tell him.

"What happened during the time I was away from King's Landing?"

Aemon pondered secretly.

Soon, he keenly discovered something.

All the sea snakes were in the crowd, but Daemon, who was supposed to be in King's Landing, was missing.

Aemon thought about it for a moment and came up with the key point. Before setting off, Daemon had said that Lys's new wife was pregnant and he wanted to give her a name.

I'm afraid it won't be ten months of pregnancy and one day of delivery.

His little brother in the coolie reserve was born.

That's not surprising.

With Damon's personality, it's hard not to cause trouble.

Aemon's mouth curled up slightly.

I used to feel very upset when I saw Rhaenyra scolding her half brother.

I think she is too kind.

This time he had it too.

Let’s show Rainier an example of what it means to be exploited by black-hearted capitalists.

His Royal Highness never wastes a grain of food.

……

After dinner, Viserys took his daughter and nephew to the queen's chambers for a small gathering.

They were talking happily when Cole, who was guarding the door, knocked.

"Your Majesty, the Grand Secretary has something to ask you to come over."

Viserys said reluctantly, "I understand."

I said goodbye to a few kids and went out for something urgent.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

"Has it been three months?"

Allison took the initiative to speak, forcing a smile onto her pretty face.

Rhaenyra nodded. "Soon."

"That's great! Although your marriage at the end of the year is a bit hasty, it's just enough to cover the belly."

Alison first looked at Rhaenyra with a complicated look in her eyes.

Then, he glanced at Aemon who was playing with little Darren.

Reason told her that Rhaenyra was pregnant.

Regardless of whether you are a stepmother or a former best friend, you should do your best to care for your stepmother.

But due to selfish motives, he found Rainier's flat belly irritating.

It was like a flashing cold needle, constantly shaking before my eyes.

I wish I could break it in pieces!
"Are you ok?"

Seeing that she was in a daze, Renilla waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"Ah? Very good."

Allison snapped back to her senses, half ashamed and half panicked, and tried to hide her smile: "Your fetus is still unstable, so pay attention to your diet recently. Remember not to be greedy for cold food or overeating."

"Really? I've made a note of that."

Rhaenyra looked odd.

On the brown blanket besides the two of them.

Aemon lay on his side, one hand supporting his cheek and the other hand suppressing the resisting little Darren.

Watch the entire conversation between the two.

Compared to the stupid Rhaenyra, Alison is obviously more thoughtful.

But there is a limit to what you think, and it is written all over your face.

Eamonn didn't worry about what Alison would do.

Allison is a typical stubborn person.

This character summary is attributed to Uncle Viserys.

Allison is a good person.

Even if I have bad intentions, I dare not show them.

She couldn't even get over it in her own heart.

Like now.

Allison almost buried her face in her chest, and her whole body exuded the aura of eom.

While one-and-a-half-year-old Darren was rebelling against his cousin's Five Finger Mountain, his older brothers and sisters were quietly chirping.

"My sister is pregnant with little Darren."

This is Aegon the Brain.

"It's the baby, not Darren."

This is Emond who usually argues with his brother.

After Aegon was suppressed by Rhaenyra and was often beaten in front of his brothers and sisters.

Aemond grew bolder.

Before there was no Rhaenyra, you, Aegon, were the eldest brother, and I couldn't compare to you.

With Rhaenyra, we are both younger brothers.

Let's hurt each other!
Aegon glared at him and said smugly, "Daeron is a baby, and the one in my sister's belly is also a baby, so it means there is a Daeron in my belly."

Perfect logical self-consistency.

Aemond was speechless.

Showing expressions of subway, old people, and looking at mobile phones.

"Ignore him."

Helena, who was fiddling with a butterfly specimen, suddenly interrupted, immersed in her own world without turning her head, and said distractedly:

“Argue with a fool and he’ll drag you down to his level.”

In this respect Aegon was unbeatable.

Emond pursed his lips, thinking that his sister was right.

"idiot!"

Aegon couldn't argue with him, so he just confronted him.

However, no one paid any attention to him.

"Haha, that's interesting."

Iemon watched with great interest. He peeled a banana and ate it, then stuffed the banana peel into little Darren's crotchless pants.

I really hope the Green Party’s children grow up quickly.

As a half-green, he can also have some fun in nurturing himself.

"I'll have someone find Darren's old clothes and diapers. You can use them later."

On the other side, Allison Eom finished and smiled again.

Rhaenyra shrugged casually.

Since you have a child, of course you use the best and freshly made ones.

Who wants to use what others have left?

"You'll understand later."

Seeing that she didn't care, Allison just smiled, stood up and told people to get ready.

Aemon's eyes rolled, he let go of the tired little Darren, and followed.

In fact, it’s not far, you don’t even need to go out.

Some small clothes filled boxes and placed them in the bedroom.

Allison looked at him in surprise when she saw him following her.

"Let me ask, what's the latest news in Junlin?"

Aemon laughed.

Alison hesitated for a moment, glanced at Rainier who was picking at the fruit plate in the living room, and considered whether to say it.

"Go ahead."

Yimeng said calmly: "You know my ability to get information. You will find out sooner or later."

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Allison sighed softly and explained everything in detail.

After listening.

Aemon was silent, Aemon was thinking, Aemon closed his eyes.

One-touch triple-link, speechless.

Damon is not a good guy.

But his purpose in doing this was very obvious.

It's just disgusting.

Is this revenge against his uncle for not allowing him to dissolve his marriage?

Eamon suddenly laughed.

People really laugh when they are speechless.

What about children?

Still doing this.

"Viserys just went out. I guess there was a response in Lys."

Allison said as she rummaged through the drawers.

Eamon: ...

Allison dragged out a small box full of things, wiped her forehead, turned her head and asked, "Do you think Damon will come back?"

Eamon: ...

It’s hard to say.

Given Damon's temper, he might choose to fight to the end just to piss off his uncle.

But he cares a lot about his family.

Even Damon would be unable to sleep if his uncle threatened to expel him.

"Let it be."

Aemon shook his head and said seriously: "But the dragon egg must be returned."

If Damon is really capable, he can ask his uncle to agree to dissolve the marriage.

If he wants to marry again and have a child he likes, it’s up to him.

Yimon didn't care if he found a stepmother for him and gave birth to several half-brothers.

He has the means and patience to train them into his own coolie No. 1 and No. 2...

But he had no name or status, so he stole a dragon egg and placed it in the cradle of his illegitimate child.

He was undoubtedly standing on the Targaryen bottom line and jumping back and forth.

If he wants to be respectable, he should return the dragon egg.

If he didn't want to be respectable, Aemon would make him respectable.

If His Royal Highness can retrieve a dragon egg from Slaver's Bay once, he can also retrieve a dragon egg from Lys once.

It just so happened that he wanted to try out the weight of the "bloodworm" Korakshu.

Aemon's eyes were determined.

(End of this chapter)