Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 52: Moon Chase (How to Train Your Dragon)
sunset.

Aemon stepped onto the beach of Dragonstone and trotted across the golden sand.

The fishy and salty sea breeze blows, feeling cool on my face.

"Sir, hurry up."

Aemon shouted gleefully.

He is running.

I set foot on Dragonstone for the second time in my life and ran on the beach.

The goal is particularly clear.

A huge mountain standing majestically among the mountains.

Longshan!

"Longshan is an active volcano. The dragons' lairs are all there."

Aemon smiled, full of enthusiasm for facing the unknown.

He wants to tame a dragon.

The two white knights followed closely, looking for branches to make torches in advance.

it's getting dark.

Even on Dragonstone, one must be extremely vigilant.

The sun gradually set and the sky grew dark.

Aemon led the way, going around several steep slopes and arriving at a barren land with jagged rocks.

Further ahead is Longshan.

"Stop, who's there!?"

Suddenly, several flames appeared in the distance and a loud shout was heard.

Aemon turned around.

But from the direction of Dragonstone Castle, which was built on the cliff, a group of people were seen rushing towards them from afar.

The dragon trainers, an old man and two young ones, were dressed in coarse linen clothes and held bamboo sticks tightly in their hands.

Five guards wearing armor and red cloaks.

One of them had a mean look, but was tall and strong, and was rushing towards this side with a menacing attitude.

That's exactly what he shouted.

"Prince."

Sir Alec's expression changed slightly and he asked for advice.

"Don't be impatient."

Eamon was much calmer.

Dragonstone is the home of the Targaryen family, and Dragon Mountain is the lair of dragons.

It is normal to have a dedicated guard force.

The patrol team quickly approached.

The old dragon keeper looked wary and asked in High Valyrian, "Who are you, and what is your purpose in coming to Dragon Mountain so late at night?"

"Why ask so many questions? Just catch them first."

The tall knight in the lead looked uneasy and waved his hand to catch someone.

"stop!"

The two white knights showed no fear and drew their swords from their waists.

Aemon stared at the tall knight and raised his hand to stop him: "I am Aemon Targaryen, son of Daemon, and the King's Prince of the Dragon."

The voice was strong and sonorous, but it was spoken in High Valyrian.

As he spoke, he looked at the dragon tamer.

The old dragon tamer's expression changed, and he was obviously trying to confirm his identity. He said solemnly, "Your Highness, please forgive us for not welcoming you in person."

As he spoke, he pulled the two young dragon handlers to salute respectfully.

There was no need to ask too many questions. Just looking at Aemon's long silver-gold hair and his innate noble temperament, his identity was already revealed.

Besides, High Valyrian was fluent.

Hearing the word "Prince", the tall knight's face changed slightly, and he quickly changed his attitude and bowed to greet him: "Your Highness, Knight Alfred of Dragonstone extends his sincere welcome to you."

Aemon frowned slightly, trying to recall where he had heard this name before.

He seems to be a character from the "Dance with the Dragons" period, and he is a traitor.

This person contributed to the death of Rainier.

"Prince, what shall we do?"

Alec was quick-witted and did not retract his sword.

Aemon did not intend to hide it and said bluntly: "I came here only to tame a dragon."

This time they spoke a common language that everyone could understand.

The old dragon keeper looked at the sky and advised sincerely: "It's getting late, why not go to Dragon Mountain tomorrow and choose a young dragon."

"No, I want a dragon!"

Aemon said seriously.

"You shouldn't be so reckless."

The old dragon tamer was shocked when he heard this.

The torches illuminated the night, and the prince's fair face was raised, still revealing his childishness. He was just a child, how could he awaken the sleeping dragon?

During the conversation, someone had a little thought.

Alfred was a middle-aged man, the most senior hedge knight on Dragonstone, and was highly respected.

But he could stay on Dragonstone and his status would stagnate.

"Damon's son, isn't that a good opportunity?"

Alfred bowed his head in thought, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness.

It is well known that the king had a bad relationship with his brother Daemon.

This time when Daemon returned from the Stepstones, he did not stay on Dragonstone, thus saving a lot of unnecessary trouble.

According to rumors spread by former colleagues, the relationship between the two king brothers became increasingly difficult.

Daemon's son did not go to Dragonstone openly, but secretly went to the island in the middle of the night to train dragons. There must be something strange about it.

"It's possible that he has the intention of rebellion!"

Alfred was so excited that he almost lost control of himself.

The worst outcome is that the king does not allow his nephew to tame the dragon, so he sneaks to the island.

He stopped the car, and no matter what the specific reason was, he would not be at fault.

Even if the guess was wrong, he could use the excuse that the prince was young.

That’s right, do it.

With this thought in mind, Alfred pushed away the old dragon keeper who was trying to persuade him, and said solemnly: "Prince, it's late at night, why don't you move to the Stone Drum Tower to stay for a while."

The Stone Drum Tower is the Dragon Stone Castle built on the cliff.

Yimon frowned and refused: "No, thank you for your kindness."

Not wanting to get involved any further, he gave the two white knights a look, turned around and continued on his way.

"and many more!"

How could Alfred let go of the cooked duck that was already in his mouth? He actually stepped forward to stop it.

Swish!Swish!
The two white knights immediately raised their swords to block the dragon handlers and guards who were approaching together.

"What do you mean?"

Yimon was a little confused. He didn't expect someone to be so tactless.

Alfred said with a look of good for you, "Prince, why don't you listen to the dragon tamer's advice and go back to the Stone Drum Tower to rest tonight."

Aemon's eyes flashed, and he gave a decisive order: "Sir, stop them!"

From the other person's ugly face, you can tell that he is full of thieves and prostitutes.

"Prince, be careful."

The two white knights were not pushovers either. They each held the man down with one hand.

Imon didn't waste any more time and ran away.

Seeing this, Alfred was extremely anxious. He didn't care about pretending to be submissive and shouted, "Stop him. Don't let His Royal Highness be in danger at night!"

The four guards and the dragon trainer hesitated for a second, but decided to chase after him.

The former obeys orders.

The latter believed that the prince was young and should not recklessly anger the dragon.

"You go and help, I'll stop him."

Alike drew his sword and attacked, telling his brother to follow the prince.

Bang!

Alfred drew his sword and fought back, and the two swords collided in the night, creating sparks.

……

A bright moon rises into the sky.

"Huhu~~"

Aemon ran quickly, controlling his breathing rhythm in an orderly manner.

With the help of the bright moonlight, we were getting closer and closer to Longshan.

Glancing back, I saw several figures chasing me closely.

"Haha, I can't let you stop me."

Aemon laughed.

There is no tension or urgency, only the unbridled joy of chasing under the moon.

Not long after.

Running along the bumpy road, we arrived at the foot of Longshan Mountain.

Looking back again, the figure seemed to be stopped.

But it looks like we can't stop them for too long.

"Time is enough."

Aemon climbed the steep hillside, his eyes fixed on the middle of the mountain.

The place is covered with green plants, with thick smoke coming out of the caves occasionally, giving it a clear sense of separation.

If he remembered correctly.

The two ownerless dragons were sleeping in a smoking cave.

(End of this chapter)