Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 242 Aegon, who wasn't picky about food

In the blink of an eye, three days later.

It was another sunny and breezy morning.

Aemon and his siblings Aegon returned safely to King's Landing, riding in the white wheeled carriage of Ser Steve, a member of the Kingsguard, as they entered the gates of the Red Keep.

Meg Tower, Throne Hall.

"Children, you're finally back."

Viserys, dressed in ceremonial robes and wearing a crown, greeted them personally with a hearty laugh: "We heard you were coming back today, and we've been waiting for you since early this morning."

"How are you? Have you encountered any danger?"

Allison followed behind, pulling his three children aside to check each one.

"I'm really worried about you."

Aemon grinned and nudged Renilla, who was watching the commotion, with his shoulder.

There were not many people present; the empty hall contained only members of the royal family and ministers.

Viserys couldn't contain his excitement, looking at the three women with a mixture of nervousness and joy, almost wanting to hug them and lift them high in the air.

This perfectly encapsulates a father's anxieties about his children's departure into distant lands.

"By the time they go there, they will have grown up."

Renilla chuckled softly.

She's not a petty, jealous woman; no one can stir up her emotions.

"uh-huh."

Aemon turned his head and shrugged.

Actually, Renilla has a pretty good relationship with her younger siblings.

During his few days in Mil, he even sent ravens, asking him to take care of Helena, who was a girl.

Aemon did as instructed.

No matter how much Helena resisted, she had to go to the battlefield and experience blood and fire.

As it turns out, the Targaryens have madmen and mentally ill people, but no cowards.

This also scared the sea serpent's brother, Weimond Valerian, so much that he ran away in a sorry state.

"Eamon, you did a great job this time."

After praising his children, Viserys strode forward and grasped his nephew's shoulders with both hands.

Although it was just a minor incident, the children at least got to experience the elements.

My nephew's contributions were indispensable.

"Uh-huh."

Imon nodded repeatedly.

"Are you hurt, Aemon?"

After examining the youngest child, Imond, Allison turned around and began to grope Imond.

"Hey, hey."

Imon raised his hands and said helplessly, "I'm fine, they're the ones going to the battlefield."

Alison ignored him and continued to rub the area vigorously with both hands.

Renilla looked at her strangely, adopting a questioning posture.

"Cough cough~~"

Viserys couldn't stand it any longer and coughed lightly to signal his wife to stop.

Alison withdrew his hand embarrassedly and said with an awkward laugh, "Imon is very strong, in excellent condition."

"The children have come back from a long journey, they must be hungry."

Viserys, being magnanimous, then suggested holding a banquet to celebrate.

No one objected, so they readily accepted.

Aemon and his companions returned riding dragons, covered in dust and reeking of dragon stench.

While the banquet was being prepared, I went to wash up and change.

Viserys was overly enthusiastic and wouldn't let go of the children.

In particular, he showered his eldest son Aegon with praise, a praise rarely seen in a year, on him.

"All the credit goes to Yang Yan; I only put in a little effort."

Aegon had a smug look on his face, his nostrils practically pointing to the ceiling, yet he still put on a humble act in front of others.

In a sense, how could what he said not be the truth?
Viserys, unaware of this, simply assumed his eldest son had truly grown up and said with satisfaction, "That's right, Targaryen men should have this kind of manliness."

As he spoke, he patted his eldest son's shoulder forcefully.

Aegon was bragging when he was slapped and stumbled.

He almost got slapped back to his original form by his father.

Viserys also lavished praise on his youngest daughter, Helena, and his second son, Imond.

He had already learned the truth from his nephew in the letter.

Amond stood firm against the elder, Wimond Valerian, upholding the dignity of the Targaryen family.

Helena came to the rescue in time, achieving a victory in her first time piloting the Dreamfire.

Their performances were all commendable.

Note: Aegon fought alone, and those around him were unaware of the true situation. They reported that he had just managed to defeat Greyjoy, who was leading dozens of warships, by perfectly displaying his dragon-riding skills.

Imon seriously doubted that he was exaggerating.

"Remember, I'm absolutely not making this up. Back then, dozens of warships had their scorpion crossbows aimed at me and Yang Yan, but I easily burned them to scrap metal."

With his arm around his younger brother Aymond, Aegon boasted to the assembled ministers.

The main message is that confidence equals strength.

"That's really great, absolutely amazing."

Among the ministers, only Tailan clapped his hands repeatedly, flattering others without caring about their opinions.

And that's how they almost managed to coax Aegon, who was lost in his own self-admiration, into becoming a placenta.

……

My time in King's Landing was short.

After staying for a week, Aemon suggested returning to the valley.

Early in the morning, everyone reported to the Dragon's Lair.

"Who wants to ride a dragon with me? Raise your hand!"

Egon's tone rose, revealing a boastful desire to find a partner.

"..."

It felt like a flock of crows was flying overhead.

Even the few tiny children ignored him and each found their own companions.

Benedict and Renia approached their mother, Lannar, and the three of them rode on the largest and oldest of the three, Vaghar.

Jaheris was a man of action, and he climbed onto the back of the dragon in Syracuse early on.

Aemon had his infant brother Viserion, less than a month old, hanging on his chest, and another little brother, Aegon, placed in front of his dragon saddle.

Aymond gave Aegon the middle finger, then turned and nestled into his sister Helena's arms as the two rode together on the Dreamfire.

"Hey, you guys are betraying us!"

Aegon shouted and yelled, extremely dissatisfied.

Isn't his yangyan (a type of facial hair) beautiful?

"Keep your voice down, Aegon."

Viserys snapped and shoved his youngest son, Daren, forward: “Take your brother and get safely to the valley.”

"Oh."

Aegon turned his head away, not daring to disobey.

In just seven days, the father and son vividly portrayed the changing nature of their family relationship.

What does it mean to be loved from afar and smell bad up close? What does it mean for a father to love his child in words?

Seeing his eldest son jumping around like a fool, Viserys truly regretted praising him a few days ago and wanted to slap himself for it.

Going to the valley is better.

Get out of here and disappear.

"Humph!"

Aegon snorted, picked up Daren and put him on Sunfire's back, muttering, "Hold on tight, riding a dragon is a real test of courage."

Darren: ...

He's young, not stupid.

If he hadn't yet tamed Terselion, who was far away on Dragonstone, he wouldn't have had to endure Aegon's incessant nagging.

Bitter!

"Uncle, take care of yourself."

Amon, concerned, rode Vormisor out of the dragon's lair.

The other dragon riders followed closely behind, and the five giant dragons soared into the sky together, heading towards the valley to the north.

In front of the bronze gate of the dragon's lair.

Viserys stood there for a long time, until the dragons disappeared on the horizon.

"His Majesty."

The Royal Guard brothers, Ilrich and Alec Carguel, escorted Otto and Grand Scholar Melos to their arrival.

"Have the baby dragons arrived safely?"

Viserys looked away and raised an eyebrow as he asked.

"Scholar Mukun from River Valley Town replied that everything is going well."

Ilik looked serious.

"That's good. Let them have some fun in the valley."

Viserys smiled faintly.

Having just participated in the suppression of the remnants of the Three Women's Kingdom, they now have to arrange marriages for their eldest son, youngest daughter, and second son, which puts considerable pressure on them.

As a protective parent, Viserys decided to give his children a short break.

The baby dragons and dragon eggs of Jaehaerys, Aegon, and others were sent to the valley a few days in advance for placement.

To prevent young dragons from being separated from their owners for too long, they should be prevented from becoming agitated and potentially harming their owners.

"Your Majesty, what brings you here?"

Grand Secretary Melos spoke.

Viserys frowned slightly, somewhat annoyed by his minister's unauthorized actions.

However, upon seeing Melos' tired old face, his slow speech, and even his confused and forgetful manner, one could see the difference.

I simply couldn't bear to reprimand them.

The Grand Secretary is old and often shows signs of senility.

Viserys sighed softly, saddened by the health of yet another old friend, and asked with sympathy, "Have you noticed anything from how the princes and princesses have been interacting lately?"

Melos lowered his head, carefully considering what he had once understood so easily.

Otto's gaze was deep, and he remained silent for the time being. Seeing that the two did not speak, Viserys looked at the two Kingsguard: "And you, you are among the people who have accompanied the princes and princesses the longest."

"This one……"

The Carguer brothers looked at each other, unsure of where to begin.

They were the Queen's guards and were tacitly recognized by the court as members of the Green Party.

Even though the two brothers don't admit it.

But undeniably, they spent more time with princes and princesses than one might imagine.

“Speaking of which, my court has always encouraged its subjects to speak frankly.”

Viserys is very understanding.

“Your Majesty, I believe Prince Aegon…”

Ilik hesitated for a moment, wanting to share some of what he had seen and heard.

Alec nudged his brother aside with his shoulder and said first, "Prince Aegon is a womanizer by nature, but he is usually well-behaved and also trains very hard in swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Ilik stared wide-eyed at his younger brother.

Alec selectively ignored it.

Compared to his frank and straightforward older brother, he prefers a more subtle way of expressing himself.

"Oh, the Seven Gods! That's not what I was asking about."

Viserys, exasperated, said, "I mean, have you noticed any signs that they're attracted to each other, understand?"

How could his father not know what kind of scoundrel his eldest son, Aegon, was?

The key point is that the children's wedding is imminent, and how is the relationship between them?

"Prince Imond seems to be very dependent on Princess Helena, and the siblings have a more harmonious relationship than the other brothers."

This time, Ilik answered first.

Alec silently closed his eyes, troubled by his brother's "straightforwardness".

"And you, Sir Alec?"

Viserys nodded slightly, preferring to hear the thoughts of the other Kingsguard.

Alec had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Compared to his brothers and sisters, Prince Aegon's gaze lingered more on the maids of the Red Keep."

Viserys frowned.

Alec, free of his inhibitions, continued, "But what attracted Prince Aegon even more were the prostitutes of Silk Street and Flea Nest."

“He went there often, and…”

"And what?"

Viserys's expression changed slightly.

"It's well known."

Alec hesitated to speak, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "Prince Aegon isn't a picky eater."

As soon as the words left my mouth, it felt as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, and my body felt light and relaxed.

God knows, he spent his days following Aegon to brothels, looking at women of all skin colors, builds, and appearances...

Even the psychological torment of sleeping with women of different ages.

"Tell me that Aegon is just too young and will change in the future."

Viserys couldn't believe his ears and hoped the others would comfort him.

Alec simply lowered his head and refused to speak, no matter what.

Prince Aegon, who could even stomach that kind of scum, is as heartbreaking as a dog that can't stop eating shit.

Ilik was somewhat puzzled and chose to say less to avoid making mistakes.

He was lucky; even though Cole took away his duty to protect the Queen, he was still able to stay by the side of the princes and princesses, except for Aegon.

Little is known about Aegon’s outrageous behavior.

Upon seeing this, Viserys' heart sank, and he felt utterly disheartened.

He's just looking for women.

Even if someone isn't a picky eater, it shouldn't be this bad, right?
Alec: "It really is."

Even the least desirable one is old enough to be Prince Aegon's grandmother.

The reason wasn't that he had a unique hobby; it was simply that he had exceeded his spending limit that month and could only find the cheapest old prostitute to vent his frustrations.

The only thing that could comfort him was that Prince Aegon had two good points.

That means he never overspends, nor has he ever stolen valuable items from the Red Castle to resell.

No money.

Grit your teeth and get through it.

loyalty!!
Alec was already in tears, heartbroken for the honest Prince Aegon.

Viserys: ...

Why did tears suddenly well up in the other person's eyes? Was it because the wind was a bit noisy today?

Of course, he had already understood what the two Iron Guards meant.

Aegon and Helena are not a good match; it is Aemond who is willing to pursue her.

"That……"

Viserys hesitated.

"Your Majesty, I believe that the marriages of princes and princesses should not be based on individual opinions too much."

Otto, who had been silent all along, suddenly interrupted.

"How to say?"

Viserys raised an eyebrow.

Otto said in a deep voice, "Aegon and Helena are close in age and can produce offspring for the royal family earlier."

"Furthermore, a man's philandering is not a scandal; once he has children, he will naturally become more chaste."

Do you think Aegon can change?

Viserys' angle is quite unique.

"..."

Otto shut up.

Given his grandson's arrogant demeanor, he didn't want to spout nonsense and damage his reliable image in the king's eyes.

"Sigh, let me think about it some more."

Viserys sighed in disappointment, shaking his head as he walked back.

He recalled Allison's attitude.

He was advised to arrange marriages for his two sons as soon as possible, instead of forcing Helena to marry one of them.

He had assumed that Allison, having received an Andal education since childhood, was unable to accept the ancient traditions of the Targaryen family.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

"But if we don't follow tradition, who can Helena marry?"

Viserys was troubled.

As a princess of a nation, and a noble dragon rider.

There are very few young talents on this continent who can match Helena.

He really didn't want to relive the arduous process of choosing a husband for his eldest daughter, Renilla.

That would kill him.

Really!

My grandfather, Jahelis, didn't live to be 70, largely because he was tormented by his children.

"A bunch of debt collectors."

Viserys was so worried he was losing his hair.

……

River valley.

"ah!!……"

The screams of boys and girls mingled together, causing ripples on the surface of the long lake and startling the gray shadows fishing with their tails on the riverbank.

"Hiss!"

The gray shadow flapped its wings and took off, calling out to the silver-haired children below.

Judging from his posture, he was swearing very rudely.

thump!
Jahelis fell to the ground and was held down by his twin sister, who rained down his little pink fists.

"Good shot! I'll buy candy to whoever wins."

Aegon followed behind, grinning and egging him on.

The children of both the Black Party and the Green Party are here.

Even young Egon, who had recently lost his mother, was pulled out, and a glimmer of life returned to his melancholy face.

"This is so beautiful, just like in a fairy tale."

Aymond followed and chatted with Aegon with a smile.

The continent of Westeros is experiencing a long summer.

The river valley has fertile black soil, which is used to grow various crops, and the living standards of ordinary people have risen sharply.

River Valley Town and River Valley City are as white as jade, complementing the solitary mountains and long lakes on either side, making them seem unreal.

Most importantly, there are no court gossips here.

People living here will unconsciously open their hearts.

"Heh, you're ignorant."

Aegon chuckled and boasted, "If you'd ever been to Highgarden of House Tyrell, you'd know what a real fairytale castle looks like."

"As far as I know, you've never been to Highgarden either."

Imond exposed him on the spot.

"What do you know!!"

Aegon's face flushed red instantly, and he said angrily, "I have dragons, and I went there without your knowledge."

"Aegon, I'd be an idiot to trust you again."

Imond shook his head and retorted without holding back.

The brothers' trust was broken once again.

However, the mention of dragons roused Imond, and he regained his hope.