Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

The next day, the sun rises.

Rhaegar was sleeping soundly when a goose feather pillow fell on him, forcing his brain to turn on.

An excited person stood up and looked sleepily in the direction of the bed.

Rhaenyra was sitting on the bed with her head down, her silk nightgown could not hide her beautiful body, and her long messy hair spread over her smooth and delicate shoulders.

Seeing this scene, Rega immediately recalled his dream last night.

The energy was refreshed, and the sleepiness faded away instantly.

Rhaegar rushed to the bed, his eyes shining brightly, and he couldn't help asking: "Rhaenyra, do you feel anything strange?"

He wanted to confirm if the dream was real.

Because she had just woken up, Rhaenyra's eyes were slightly red, and a touch of grievance and helplessness appeared on her fair and delicate face.

"What's wrong with you?" Rega suddenly became nervous.

"So hungry!"

Rhaenyra murmured softly, crystal tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, and her lips pursed tightly, as if to express her dissatisfaction with limiting her food intake.

Rhaegar only gave her three full meals a day. Yesterday he ate some more pastries from the tournament, but she still woke up in the middle of the night and was still hungry.

If Rhaegar hadn't been able to eat, she would have wanted to crawl out of bed and take a few bites.

"Are you hungry?" Rhaegar's eyes widened.

He stood up quickly and opened the door.

Kingsguard Laurent and maid Sarah were guarding the door.

Rega's mouth was filled with a smile and he said excitedly: "Prepare breakfast for five people."

He discovered the reason why Rhaenyra had been unstable and overeating during this period.

There were two cute little things fighting for food in her belly.

Sarah moved very quickly and within a short time a large plate of delicious food was brought out.

Rhaegar took the tray, placed it in front of Rhaenyra like a treasure, and said diligently: "Eat quickly, eat until you are full."

Rhaenyra glanced at him doubtfully, and tentatively picked up a piece of cream cake.

No one stopped me until I chewed and ate it.

Rhaenyra was secretly delighted, and quickly grabbed various pies and pastries with her little hands, stuffing her cheeks like a hamster.

Rhaegar was both happy and distressed at the sight, and unconsciously hugged Rhaenyra who kept chewing.

Rhaenyra looked at him with sparkling purple eyes and held up a large glass of milk to quench her thirst.

"Eat slowly, you have plenty of time."

Rhaegar smoothed the ends of her hair and couldn't get enough of it.

It's actually a bit urgent.

Today is the third day of the competition, and there should be a feast unique to the dragon clan.

A warning to the restless fellows.

…

On the north shore of Divine Eye Lake, there is a competition ground.

It was windy and rainy all night, but the weather was surprisingly clear, with white clouds and a gentle breeze.

Carriages rolled through the muddy road after the rain and stopped at the open-air horse porch beside the green lake.

In the competition arena, nobles of all sizes arrived as expected, gathering in groups and discussing.

There was nothing more than the internal strife in the Tully family and the heir to Storm's End Castle, which were widely circulated.

Those who were interested looked at the wide and high platform, trying to see the king's condition.

Her Majesty the Queen and all the ministers were present, but there was no Targaryen.

On the high platform, Jason searched back and forth, approached the sea snake Corliss, and inquired: "Lord Corliss, why don't you see your majesty and Princess Rhaenys?"

"They'll be here soon."

Corliss looked arrogant, displaying an indifference that alienated others.

Jason was annoyed and distanced himself with a stinking face.

Corliss didn't even look at him. He rubbed his rough hands on the armrests of the chair, his eyes as deep as water.

The Second Battle of the Stepstones caused heavy losses to House Velaryon, but the heritage and wealth were well preserved.

Throughout the Seven Kingdoms, Velaryon of Tidal Head Island is still the second most popular surname after Targaryen.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The tournament was about to begin, but the royal family members had not yet appeared, and the nobles in the audience asked questions.

It’s okay if others don’t come.

They were also waiting to see Rhaegar, the heir to the Iron Throne, face off against the uncle and nephew of Daemon, the Prince of Rangers.

The day before, the dragon Glutton and the bloodworm Corakxiu shocked everyone greatly, and no one wanted to see the competition between the dragon masters.

Bang!

The fat referee in a big red robe was full of excitement. He pulled his neck and shouted: "Your Majesty will be here soon. Let us welcome the arrival of the Dragon Clan together!!"

The nobles were puzzled and muttered and complained.

There was an accident in the competition yesterday, and today I want to see a shocking scene.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the sky, making people's eardrums hurt.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky.

A huge bronze dragon rushed into the sky, its broad brown wings flapped in the strong wind, and its ferocious dragon head roared angrily.

"Hiss-"

"Hiss..."

The next moment, several loud and clear dragon roars sounded one after another, echoing on the northern shore of the empty Divine Eye Lake.

A huge black dragon flew across the turquoise lake and plunged into the thin clouds, its dark wings covering the sky as if night had fallen.

A few miles away, there was a roar as loud as thunder.

Vhagar ran with both feet and jumped into the air. His body was like a small mountain, and wherever he passed, it was like a tornado.

At the same time, three huge adult dragons appeared above the competition field.

"Hiss-"

The glutton raised its head and roared, and swooped down at a low altitude with a strong figure. Its ferocious aura caught the eyes of every noble.

"Dragon Flame!!"

A command in High Valyrian was issued, with a hearty voice filled with wanton arrogance.

"Hiss-"

The glutton's eyes flashed cunningly, his body was vertical in mid-air, he flapped his wings and raised his head high.

A puff of green dragon flame pierced the sky and plunged into the endless stream of dragon flames, like a demon dragon reborn from the ashes.

From this angle, the crowd in the competition venue could clearly see a silver-blond figure on the back of the dark dragon.

Dressed in jet-black dragon scale armor, with a scarlet cape draped behind his back, his long hair flowing freely...

Rhaegar sat on the saddle without a chain around his waist, laughing and opening his arms to welcome the baptism of dragon flames.

boom--

The glutton instantly plunged into the clouds, and the green dragon flames brewed and dispersed the thin white clouds, like a green firework exploding.

Rhaegar jumped off the saddle, clutching the black scales on his back and looking down, his scarlet cloak burning with green fire.

"Hiss..."

"Hiss..."

In the direction of Harrenhal and Thousand Faces Island, several dragon roars suddenly appeared.

Light blue dreamfire, brown mud-colored sheep thief, light gray gray shadow, cobalt blue Theselion...

The golden Syrax and Yang Yan rushed out of the gravel garden together, neighing continuously around Vormisor.

"Hiss..."

On the opposite side, two scarlet dragon shadows appeared.

Melias flew the fastest and rushed over the competition field in the blink of an eye. A breath of red dragon flames dispersed the remaining aura of the glutton.

Rhaenys looked arrogant, her silver hair was braided into long braids, and she wore red and bright silver armor as she chased the gluttons surging in the clouds.

The majesty of the uncrowned queen and the dragon prince is truly revealed.

"Hiss..."

A sharp scream sounded, and Corakxiu dived against the turquoise lake water, its broad scarlet wings flapping, and its slender dragon tail stirred ripples on the lake surface.

With a smile on his lips, Daemon rode the dragon close to Vhagar hovering in the sky.

Corakxiu quickly rose into the air, twisted his long and slender neck, and sprayed streams of scarlet dragon flames as if for free.

Bang! Bang!

In the tournament, the obese referee beat the gong one by one, shouting like crazy: "Dragon! This is the Targaryen dragon!!"

The Shenyan Lake Martial Arts Tournament is a grand event destined to go down in history.

How could there be no dancing dragons from the Dragon Clan?

"Hiss..."

"..."

Under a driver named Targaryen, a total of eleven dragons appeared to the world.

Since the days of Aegon the Conqueror and his three dragons, there have officially been more than two palms of dragons in Westeros.

Dragon shadows shuttle in the blue sky, and the roar of the dragon echoes all the time.

The three giant dragons of Vhagar, Gluttony, and Vormisor broke through the clouds and gathered over the competition field together, maintaining a parallel and staggered flying height and slowly circling.

Three pairs of copper bell-like vertical pupils show hostility, and they are alert to each other under the control of the driver.

The size of a giant dragon occupies half of the competition field.

The three giant dragons soared together, and the competition field was like dusk falling, without any light from the sun.

"Hiss..."

Bloodworm, Melias, Syrax...

Eight dragons gathered around the competition ground, circling rapidly around the three giant dragons, stretching their necks and screaming continuously.

In an instant, the competition ground seemed to become a brand new dragon's nest.

Dragons dance wildly, blood and fire come from the same source.

"landing!!"

A high-pitched shout rang out, and Wormisor, who spread his wings and soared, took the lead.

There was a muffled bang.

Vermisor slowly landed in the open space south of the tourney, and his huge body swayed, revealing King Viserys sitting high on his back.

"Hiss..."

Glutton and Vhagar also slowly descended, one to the north and one to the west, surrounded on three sides by the competition arena made of white stones.

"Hiss..."

"..."

The other pilots gave orders one after another, and the dragons roared through the clouds and quickly lowered their altitude.

Syracuse and Yangyan were still small and landed directly on the top platform of the competition field.

Dreamfire and Melias were huge and each looked for a landing spot.

Damon and Corakxiu were the most convenient. Taking advantage of their slender bodies, they landed on the top platform and screamed at the audience below.

Soon, a group of drivers stepped off the dragon's back.

The three giant dragons of Vhagar, Glutton, and Vormisor were lying on the ground, their towering backs exceeding the height of the tournament, like three insurmountable mountains.

Most of the remaining dragons flew away, such as Dream Fire and Sheep Stealer.

Sylax and Gray Shadow stood on the top platform, close to the glutton with steady breathing.

The bloodworms hissed at them, and together with Vhagar, they were hostile to the dragon on the opposite side.

Side reflection, the driver's influence on the dragon.

A little bit of the internal struggle within the Targaryen family was exposed, and the audience below was so shocked that they covered their ears and did not dare to watch.

With a royal family that has more than a dozen dragons, no one party or even one realm of nobles can shake its foundation.

The dragon masters who stepped off the dragon's back gathered on the broad platform.

Viserys was in high spirits, wearing jet-black robes and a golden crown, standing at the front of the high platform.

Behind him, all his relatives gathered.

Rhaegar was on the left, with Rhaenyra and Helena beside him.

Damon is on the right, flanked by Ranal and the twins.

Allison and Rhaenys stood behind Viserys, followed by the three Aegon brothers and the sea serpents Corlys and Laninor.

Swish——

The black fire symbolizing royal power was pulled out and raised high above his head.

Viserys looked down at the subjects below, his voice unable to suppress his excitement, and said loudly: "My lords, forget the unhappiness of the past and welcome the new era of the Dragon Clan!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several sounds of sword drawing sounded beside him.

Rhaegar and Daemon were both wearing armor, with swords drawn out, guarding their father and brother.

Rhaenys was as beautiful as a woman, revealing the dark sister held by the dragon prince.

As an adult male heir, Aegon naturally pulled out his sword and raised it above his head with a proud expression.

Just one word and one action showed the power of Targaryen.

"Long live the Targaryens!"

With the first shout, the competition ground seemed to be ignited with cotton wool, and it boiled instantly.

The faces of the nobles, big and small, turned red with excitement. They clapped their hands enthusiastically and shouted words such as "Long Live the King, Dragon King".

"Hiss!!"

"Hiss..."

Three giant dragons descended outside the competition venue, raising their heads and roaring.

Several dragons, including Sylax, Bloodworm, and Dreamfire, sensed the driver's emotions and raised their dragon heads together, spitting out dragon flames and neighing.

Under the dragon flames, all living beings are equal.

Seeing this situation, the nobles became even more crazy and wanted to immediately join in an unprecedented battle with more than a dozen dragons on their side.

Enjoying the warm applause and cheers, Viserys was intoxicated. He turned to look back at each of his relatives, and was so excited that it was beyond words.

"Father, say something." Rhaegar reminded with a smile.

"good!"

Viserys smiled brightly and nodded vigorously.

The black fire suddenly penetrated the ground, took the hands of the eldest son and his younger brother with both hands, and faced the many nobles below with his head held high.

"Everyone, this Shenyan Lake Tournament is about to usher in a much-anticipated knight showdown!"

After saying that, he raised the arms of his eldest son and younger brother.

Viserys's eyes shone brightly and he announced loudly: "Rhaegar Targaryen, Daemon Targaryen, my heirs and brothers, they will defeat all contestants and have a final showdown!!"

His words were powerful, confident and even arrogant.

He has decided that the champion will be chosen between the two.

"Hiss-"

"Hiss..."

The glutton supported his huge body with both feet, stretched his neck and roared, and the green dragon flame poured out.

Corakxiu neighed not to be outdone, and scarlet dragon flames streaked across the sky above the tournament.

The dragon has reflected the heart of its driver.

Rhaegar suddenly looked back and met Damon's eyes.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other and smiled, their desire to fight rising in their hearts.

Bang bang bang...

There was thunderous applause in the competition arena, and the cheers were louder than ever.