Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

Chapter 66: Dance of Dragons

As expected, Rhaegar was awakened by a nightmare.

 He did not scream out in surprise like before. He opened his eyes blankly and remained silent.

 “A dragon besieged me and the glutton…”

 He is a dreamwalker, and after having such a nightmare, it is difficult for him not to think too much.

 “Hmm...uh-huh...”

 After a while, a moan sounded from his side and reached his ears.

Rhaegar turned his head and looked at Rhaenyra's position.

There were only two of them in the room, and it had to be Rhaenyra.

Rhaenyra did not notice his gaze, but she still moaned, her voice filled with unbearable pain.

 “What’s wrong with you, sister?”

Rhaegar stood up and looked worriedly at Rhaenyra.

Through the moonlight reflected outside the window, Rhaegar saw the twisted look on Rhaenyra's face.

 Her pretty face was pale with an unnatural blush, her brows were furrowed, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead...

Rhaegar saw many herbal books.

　　It was obvious at a glance that Rhaenyra was ill.

“Rhaenayla, do you have a fever?”

Rhaegar put his hand to her forehead, which was indeed a little hot.

 “Annora, come in quickly, my sister is sick!”

Rhaegar hurriedly called out the door for Rhaenyra's regular maid.

　　The maid who kept watch heard the sound and opened the door and came in, lit the candle, and checked on Rhaenyra.

"The princess has a severe fever. I'll call the bachelor."

The maid tested Rhaenyra's body temperature and ran out anxiously.

 After some tossing, Rhaenyra also woke up from her sleep and opened her eyes in pain.

Rhaegar used a wet towel to cool her forehead, but Rhaenyra tilted her head to avoid it.

 Her lips moved, Rhaenyra seemed to want to say something, but her throat was inflamed and stinging.

Rhaegar put his ear close and asked quickly: "What do you want to say?"

 “It hurts… my stomach hurts so much…”

Rhaenyra squeezed tears from the corners of her eyes, covered her abdomen with both hands, and kept moaning in pain.

Rhaegar didn't understand why Rhaenyra had a stomachache, but he was worried about his sister.

“Hold on, the maester will be here soon.” Rhaegar rubbed his hands to warm them and placed them on her belly under the quilt.

 As soon as you get it, it feels cold.

Rhaegar was startled. He didn’t expect Renee’s stomach to be so cold due to diarrhea.

 “Prince, the bachelor is here.”

The maid returned quickly and brought back the old bachelor who was not fully dressed yet and was carrying a medicine bag.

The old maester diagnosed Rhaenyra and said, "If you catch a cold in the rain during your menstrual period, drink some **** tea and keep warm."

 The maid hurriedly prepared **** tea.

Rhaegar gave Rhaenyra some hot water.

Boom—

While taking care of the sick Rhaenyra, there was a loud noise outside the castle.

Lega's hand holding the water trembled, and a bad thought arose in his heart.

 Handing the hot water basin to the maid, Rhaegar came to the window and looked out at the situation.

 The heavy rain had stopped, but a flash of fire caught his attention.

 The edge of the castle, where the city wall was originally.

At this time, a section of the city wall was in ruins, a raging fire broke out, and smoke billowed.

On the ruins, there is a giant dragon hovering, roaring angrily.

 “Not a glutton.”

The giant dragon was much smaller than Gluttony. Rhaegar frowned, wondering why the dragon would attack the castle.

 “Hiss…”

A loud dragon roar resounded through the night sky, followed by golden flames falling from the sky and spraying on the cliff outside the castle.

Rhaegar suddenly became nervous.

That cliff is where the glutton rests.

At the same time, a huge noise woke everyone up.

 Lord Robert rushed out of the room in disheveled clothes and organized the guards to enter the main castle to protect the king's safety.

The castle was lit with fires, but Rhaegar's attention did not fall on the noisy guards at all.

 He stared at the outside of the castle.

 “Hiss…”

As expected, a familiar dragon roar sounded, the furious roar of a glutton.

The huge jet-black dragon took off from the flat ground under the cliff, its green eyes staring at those of its kind who dared to attack it. As soon as the glutton appeared, two giant dragons emerged from the night sky.

By the light of the fire that filled the castle, Rhaegar could see their faces clearly.

 A huge dragon with bronze scales and brown wing membranes.

 A slightly smaller dragon with dark green scales and silver wing membranes.

Rhaegar had never seen these two dragons, but he had read the Targaryen dragon map.

 If nothing unexpected happens, these two dragons must be Vermisor, known as the Fury of Bronze, and his partner Silver Wing.

Both dragons are currently ownerless dragons.

Belonged to Rhaegar's great-grandfather Jaehaerys Targaryen, King of Rhae, and his first wife.

Since the death of these two long-lived old men, the two dragons have moved to Dragonstone.

 About twenty years ago.

Seeing the two giant dragons, Rhaegar took a breath: "Damn it, the nightmare has come true."

Rumble —

　　Not to mention the hustle and bustle in the castle, the three giant dragons under the night sky are scary enough.

Wormithor and Silver Wing attacked the glutton from both sides, breathing dragon flames.

Not to be outdone, the glutton was not afraid of two enemies. He waved his wings to dodge, and the green dragon flames illuminated half of the night sky.

 The three dragons went from spraying dragon flames to each other to chasing and biting each other.

 Soon, there was a fight.

From a distance, Rhaegar could still feel the glutton's anger at this moment.

“Hold on, I’ll help you right now.” Rhaegar murmured and walked away from the window.

Passing by the bed, Rhaenyra stopped him with a hoarse voice filled with weakness.

 “Rhaegar, what happened?”

"The glutton is irritated by something, so I'm going to calm him down." Rhaegar told a little lie.

Rhaenyra lay on her side on the bed, unable to open her eyes, breathing heavily: "Don't lie to me, I heard the roar of a dragon fighting."

“It’s really nothing, I’ll go and appease the glutton and I’ll be back soon.”

Rhaegar wiped the sweat from her forehead and explained softly.

Unexpectedly, Rhaenyra suddenly held his wrist and begged in a daze: "Don't go, the dragon fight is dangerous, you are too young."

 “I am no longer young, I am also a dragon knight now.”

Rhaegar broke free from her weak hand and said firmly: "My dragon needs me, and I must fight with it."

 “To me, you are more important than the dragon…”

Rhaenyra reluctantly opened her eyes, not wanting her brother to run into danger.

Rhaegar said seriously: "To me, the dragon is as important as me!"

 After saying that, Rhaegar lowered his head and kissed her forehead, stood up and left.

 He is a knight of gluttons who cannot shrink back from danger.

 Otherwise, the dragon will not recognize him, and he himself will not recognize himself.

 …

 The loud noise of the dragon fight shocked the entire castle.

Viserys also woke up early, got dressed and stayed in his room under the guard of the guards.

 There are many guards in the corridor, and the atmosphere is tense.

 Three dragons were fighting at the edge of the castle, and anyone would be frightened.

Rhaegar avoided the sight of the guards and ran out of the castle through the stairs.

Looking from a distance, the three dragons are still fighting.

 The glutton started from being at a disadvantage at the beginning and gradually entered a disadvantageous situation.

Wormisor and the Silver Wings have been together all year round, and their offensive rhythm is in perfect harmony.

 Tangle the glutton on one left and one on the right to prevent him from easily getting out of trouble.

Golden and orange dragon flames are sprayed out at the same time, making it inevitable for gluttons to avoid, and they will always be hit by a dragon flame.

 For a time, the air supremacy was firmly occupied by Wormisor and Silver Wings.

They spit out dragon flames from higher up, creating curtains of fire, forcing the gluttons to retreat step by step.

 The glutton dodges left and right, but because of its huge size, it is often impossible to avoid it.

They can only restrain their hands and feet at a low place and rely on the wider and more powerful green dragon flames to counterattack.

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