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

Chapter 465: Starlight Blessing, Companion Dragon

“Guess when they’ll hatch?”

Rhaenyra was in high spirits, gently pinching the child's cheek.

"Don't pinch it, you'll drool."

Rhaegar stopped the unreliable mother's behavior and stroked her face.

It's plump and softer than butter pudding.

Rhaenyra pouted and reluctantly withdrew her hand.

Rhaegar smiled and tried to make amends.

When he flipped his right hand, a bright halo appeared out of thin air.

Rhaenyra stared at him in surprise.

In her memory, Rhaegar had many mysteries, but they were rarely revealed in front of her.

"The treasures I gained in the Starry Temple came from the favor of the Seven Gods."

Rhaegar made up a bunch of nonsense and put it in front of Rhaenyra for display.

Rainier wanted to touch her, but she restrained herself and withdrew her hand, asking, "What's the use?"

No need to guess, it's definitely for the kids.

Sure enough, Rhaegar said, "Give the children a gift of birth, and grant certain benign blessings."

After saying that, he reached his two hands into the halo and split it in half like breaking an apple.

The system panel appears.

[Seven Gods Blessing]

Level: Legendary~Rare (Blue)
Effect: Magical Talent +50%~Starlight Blessing
Comment: "The gift of starlight is divided into two, giving birth to excellent blessings."

A Legendary Relic, split into two Rare Relics.

Rega held a ball of apple-sized white light in each of his hands, and he had no regrets in his heart.

On the contrary, I feel a little excited.

Relics can really be divided, and as their levels drop, they will transform into another form.

It may be because the level of the relic is high enough, plus it has some kind of adaptive blessing.

In the effect column, compared to the original magic talent +50%, it is also good to change it to starlight blessing.

Although the previous blessings were not of high level, they were all very practical.

"Kids, are you ready?"

Rhaegar amused himself by placing two halos into the cradle.

Rhaenyra's eyes were tense, and she would not miss any detail when it came to the child.

hum-

There was a flash of fluorescence, and the halo of light seemed to have perception and penetrated into the round bellies of the two children.

A system prompt sounded in my ears.

"Starlight Blessing has been activated, and the triggering effect is being determined..."

In Rhaegar's eyes, the two children were emitting red, white and green light, shining and rotating like a rainbow.

First comes the eldest son, whose light is frozen.

【Warrior Reincarnation】

Level: Rare (blue)
Effect: Gain the favor of warriors and be born with extraordinary fighting talent.

Comment: "Excellent physique, agile skills, but too old to bear the burden."

Before Rhaegar could take a closer look, the light of his second son also froze.

【Never forget】

Level: Rare (blue)
Function: Flexible thinking, learning anything far beyond the average person
Comment: "Don't let him read too many books unless you want him to have a rebellious period early."

"Wow!"

Rega was very shocked. The two blessings basically paved the way for the future lives of the two children.

The longevity (green) he had obtained as a child and the eternal beauty (white) triggered by Rhaenyra seemed not as rich as the starlight blessing.

Of course, blessed relics are usually the most suitable for the needs of users.

Rega was born with a weak constitution, but he lived a long life and was free from illness.

The blessing of two children, one literary and one martial, can be said to have added an extraordinary talent.

Rhaegar's eyes flickered and fell on his eldest son who was sleeping soundly. He secretly complained: "It is better to beat children early, otherwise it will be difficult to discipline them when they grow up."

Bloody experience.

Before he was 10 years old, he was oppressed and enslaved by Rhaenyra every day.

Only after he became taller than Rhaenyra did he truly turn the tables and give Rhaenyra a taste of her own medicine.

After that, Rhaenyra never spanked him again.

Soon, the light faded and everything returned to normal.

Rainier couldn't see anything unusual, so she couldn't wait to ask, "What changes have occurred? Is it for the better?"

"of course."

Rhaegar sat on the edge of the recliner, put his arm around her shoulders and snuggled up to her, saying with a smile, "They are all blessed children."

Upon hearing this, Rainier patted her chest in relief.

At this moment, a childish humming sound was heard.

The eldest son opened his eyes in confusion, scratched around with his two little hands, and twisted his little body.

With its legs bound in the swaddling clothes, it keeps chrysalis like a caterpillar.

It took a lot of effort to struggle out a pair of chubby little legs.

Subsequently,

boom!
He pushed hard with his right leg and just hit the bronze dragon egg beside him.

The dragon egg shook slightly and hit his little feet, turning them red.

"Woo~"

The eldest son exerted all his strength, his face flushed red, and reluctantly kicked the dragon egg under his feet, stepping on it back and forth with his little feet.

It's like kicking a ball.

Click!

Suddenly, a crisp sound came into my ears.

Rhaegar's spirits perked up. He first glanced at his eldest son's cradle and saw the baby Nuli playing with dragon eggs.

"Awake? Don't cry or make a fuss."

Rhaegar was surprised.

However, not this baby.

The gaze shifted to the cradle of the second son.

Unlike his diligent brother, the little guy is still in a deep sleep.

At some point the two little hands stretched out of the swaddling clothes, and the baby turned over and lay facing outward.

Her face was pressed against the quilt, looking like a round peach, all fleshy.

It’s hard to believe that twins who were born eight months ago can develop so well.

After seeing the situation in the cradle clearly, Rega immediately went over excitedly.

The little fellow lay sideways, his two little hands just holding the dark green dragon egg.

A newborn baby and an oval-shaped dragon egg, their sizes are basically the same.

The little guy seemed to be having a sweet dream, with his head close to the dragon egg and his little mouth opened as if wanting to take a nibble.

He failed to bite the dragon egg and his saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, making it sticky.

"Fortunately, it was not bitten. This dragon egg was dug out from the dragon dung fossil." Rega thought secretly.

Click!

The dark green dragon egg shook slightly, and cracks appeared on the shell.

"Hatched?"

Rhaegar was both surprised and delighted.

"Let me take a look."

Rainier came to life, climbed up from the recliner, and lay on the cradle frame to look at it intently.

clack clack...

The shell of the dragon egg cracked more and more and gradually broke into pieces.

The little fellow was still holding the dragon egg and chewing it, and at one point he began to lick it with his tongue.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra watched closely, their eyes fixed on him without blinking.

"Hiss..."

Finally, a small dark green dragon head broke through the shell and made the first roar of its life.

Suddenly, something unexpected and bizarre happens.

As soon as the baby dragon came out of the eggshell, its body staggered from side to side.

"Ah woo~"

The little guy was very persistent. He hugged the baby dragon with his two little hands and opened his little mouth to bite one of the dragon's wings.

"Hiss..."

The baby dragon screamed in shock. It didn't expect to be attacked right after being born. It flapped its wings and tried to fight back.

"Shut up!"

At the critical moment, Rhaegar was quick-witted and put his hand into the dragon's mouth, saving the child he met for the first time today.

"Gah!"

A fist was stuffed into the dragon's mouth, and the young dragon let out a dry hiss.

Rhaenyra was startled and quickly separated her son and the dragon from each other.

"Wow wow~~"

The "delicious" thing in his arms was taken away, the little guy's dream collapsed, and he opened his eyes and cried in grievance.

Angry and frightened, Rainier picked up the little one in her arms, took off one side of the sling and fed him.

When the bowl of rice was put into his mouth, the little guy stopped crying immediately and looked at his mother with watery purple eyes.

Rhaenyra slapped his little butt and said unhappily, "You are really hungry. You can eat anything."

"It's not his fault."

Rhaegar had a strange expression on his face and tried to smooth things over and persuade them.

"Hiss..."

The young dragon's eyes were filled with fear, and it struggled and neighed.

Rhaegar withdrew his hand, pinched the dragon's wings, held it in his arms, and stroked the small dragon's head with his hand.

Not only was he caressing, he was secretly mobilizing fire magic power to nourish the young dragon's body.

The young dragon shuddered, and its tense body gradually softened, allowing itself to be stroked like a kitten.

"Be good."

It was only then that Rhaegar had the opportunity to carefully observe the appearance of the young dragon.

It was a dragon egg excavated from the site of House Bellerys, and it had a different origin from the dragon eggs of House Targaryen.

Rhaegar looked left and right, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

This young dragon has dark green scales all over its body, black pearl-like horns on its head, and its wing membranes are bright pink.

At first glance, it looks like two red mushrooms growing on moss.

The body shape is basically the same as that of Tessarion and Blizzard in their infancy, both of which have a normal appearance.

It does not have the special huge dragon head like Mogul or Slax.

It is not a mutant species like the snake-like Korakshu.

If you have to say it.

Rhaegar stroked the dragon's neck gently, all the way down to the tip of its slightly curled tail.

There are no obvious dorsal scales on the dragon's neck and tail, which is consistent with the Glutton, Vermithor, and Korakshu.

But it's not surprising, as the back scales are a dragon's different needs.

Dreamfire, Syrax, and Seasmoke all have obvious dorsal scales.

The most exciting part of this baby dragon is probably its tail.

The dragon's tail is slightly slender and slightly curled at the end.

I don't know if it's due to individual factors or bloodline.

Seeing him looking over and over again, Rhaenyra asked curiously, "What's the difference between the dragons of the Belleris family?"

"The baby dragon has just hatched, so it's hard to tell yet."

Rhaegar would not jump to conclusions and place the baby dragon in its cradle.

"Hiss..."

The young dragon neighed reluctantly, then lay on the quilt and looked out pitifully.

Rhaenyra pondered, "Forty dragon king families live together in the Fourteen Fire Peaks. Even if the dragon species are different, I think they have exchanged with each other."

In other words, it is difficult to determine whether individuals with obvious differences such as Mogul and Koraxhu have different bloodlines.

However, from the color and form of the dragon flame, it can be seen that the Glutton has some connection with Mogul.

The dragon flame forms of Sheep Thief and Gray Shadow are also significantly different from those of dragons like Vhagar and Vermithor.

Rhaegar still expected that the dragon eggs of the Bellerys family would be different. He smiled and said, "When the dragonlets grow up a bit, we will be able to observe them from their appearance and dragon flames."

"As you wish." Rhaenyra smiled and emphasized, "This little dragon will be the dragon of the little one in my arms from now on."

No one expected that the little guy would run into the hatching of the dragon eggs of the Belleris family just one day after he was born.

This dragon egg has been sealed for hundreds of years and the chance of hatching is very low.

Rhaegar affirmed, "Of course. When the little fellow grows up, he will be able to ride on a sub-adult dragon."

The relationship between dragons and humans is complicated, and everything depends on fate.

This dragon egg has not lost its vitality for hundreds of years, so it must be special.

The little guy was able to hatch it, proving that the man and the dragon were chosen for each other.

Rhaenyra's eyes turned and she said proudly, "When I was young, I was able to hatch Syrax. The dragon eggs I placed can hatch new baby dragons!"

As he spoke, he raised his chin provocatively.

Rhaegar: ...

Glancing sideways at the eldest son in the cradle, the little fool had his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling and reaching out to grab things.

The bronze dragon egg was under his feet, with no sign of hatching.

Are there such big individual differences when they are born to the same parents?

"Is it really my problem?"

Rhaegar was lost in thought.

After all, only a few Targaryens can hatch dragon eggs in a cradle.

The black dragon egg he had when he was a child is still in the dragon's lair.

Should, maybe...

Don’t blame him!
(End of this chapter)