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

Chapter 498: Hatchlings and Young Dragons

At this time, a carriage drove out of Silk Street and climbed up the high slope of Rhaenys Hill.

Dragon's lair, main entrance.

"Eamonn, get out of the car."

The wheelhouse stopped at the square, and Bellon opened the door and jumped out, rushing out like a cannonball.
"Prince, you..."

Stephen's brows were twisted into a knot, and his already mature face became even more bitter.

"See you later, sir."

Iemon jumped off the wheelchair and moved quickly on his short legs.

Stephen wanted to stop him, but his hand froze in the air and he said sadly, “Okay, see you later.”

The two little princes are really too lively.

Brother Eric clearly said that children are easy to take care of.

Your Majesty was very well-behaved when he was a child.

……

The two little brothers, one in front and one behind, crawled into the dragon's lair like two little lumps of meat.

After many years, the dragon's lair has changed a lot.

The bronze gate is open all year round, and the circular roof has been removed and transformed into an open-air building with the specifications of a Colosseum.

The purpose of the improvement is to allow the dragon to fly freely.

Without the obstruction of the roof, the dragon can fly out of the dragon's lair at will.

There is no need to worry about anyone breaking into the dragon's lair and blocking the dragon's exit.

At this moment, the dragon's cave was well lit, and the black stone floor shone like obsidian.

Baerlon looked up and exclaimed "Wow" as he looked at the spider web made of iron chains on the open-air shed.

The iron chain bridge is a measure used to restrain the dragon.

Be careful of the giant dragon flying out of the dragon's lair and causing damage to the people of Junlin.

When not necessary, it will be laid on the roof to replace the original stone cover.

"Hiss..."

A sharp scream came from above, mixed with a feeling of surprise.

Baeron turned his head slightly, and a green baby dragon appeared in his sight.

"Hiss..."

The young dragon was walking on a chain bridge, flapping its bright red wings, just like a butterfly caught in a net.

Yimon came running over, jumping for joy and cheering, "Come here quickly, you liar."

"Hiss..."

The young dragon did not hesitate at all and plunged headfirst down the iron chain that was hundreds of meters long, like a falling green meteor.

Baeron was watching from the side and felt that the dragon's actions were very dangerous. He folded his wings together as if he was going to commit suicide.

puff--

There was a gust of dust, and the young dragon fell to the ground with a plop, its long and slender tail twitching.

"Tsk, tsk."

Baerlon covered his forehead and walked away without watching.

A brainless, mentally retarded dragon.

My father said that it was probably because I had been stuck in the eggshell for too long and my brain was not working properly.

Imon was very happy. He ignored the choking dust and approached the dragon. He grabbed the dragon's neck and rubbed his face against its head intimately: "You liar, did you miss me?"

"Gah!"

The green dragon called Trickster hung its tongue and pretended to be dead, then climbed up from the ground.

Yimon smiled and climbed onto the dragon's back: "Bad guy, take me for a flight."

"Gah?"

The trickster shook his head repeatedly, and crawled slowly with the driver, but refused to fly.

Aemon was angry and slapped the young dragon on the back.

The man and the dragon are the same age, born no more than one day apart, and both are under 6 years old.

The liar has been living in the dragon's lair, where he can eat and sleep well and grow rapidly.

Its size is comparable to that of an excellent war horse, and it can easily carry a child and fly.

The boy and the young dragon were both difficult to deal with and started to make trouble for each other.

Baeron kept shaking his head and even doubted his brother's IQ.

An elderly dragon keeper came over with his dragon guards, his weathered face full of caution: "Prince, how can I help you?"

Baelon's face was serious, and he communicated in High Valyrian: "My mother is giving birth, I will pick a dragon egg for my brother."

The words are clear and the language is fluent.

The old dragon keeper nodded secretly and walked towards the greenhouse with the bamboo pole: "Follow me."

"Hard."

Belron put his hands behind his back, like a little adult.

An old man and a young boy headed towards the tunnel of the greenhouse, and the dragon guards were scattered around to watch over them.

As he walked, Baeron suddenly turned his head and his eyes fell on a dark dragon pit.

The dragon pit is narrow and long, and the backlight appears particularly dim.

Baeron tilted his head and stared at the pitch-dark dragon pit with curiosity.

rustling...

There was a faint flash of light, accompanied by a slight noise.

Baerlon became alert and looked at it intently.

Suddenly, the light expanded.

In the darkness, a vague outline quietly emerged, and a pair of eerie amber vertical pupils opened wide.

Wow!

The iron chain shook violently, and a black shadow in the shape of a dragon suddenly jumped out.

"Hiss!"

The roar was fierce and violent, but due to the length of the chain, it was unable to break out of the dragon pit. It could only spew out a puff of black smoke and dragon flames towards the outside world.

"Wow!"

Baerlon's eyes widened, startled by the sudden shout.

"Stand back and keep quiet!"

The old dragon keeper had a gloomy face. He stood in front of the little prince, knocking the ground with a bamboo stick and scolding the dragon pit.

Wow!

The chains made a crisp sound and the dragon's shadow disappeared into the cave.

Seeing this, the old dragon keeper breathed a sigh of relief and bent down to remind: "Don't approach the dragon pit without permission."

Belron hesitated slightly: "It doesn't seem to have any malicious intent."

Not too sure though.

“Follow the rules.”

The old dragon tamer was very serious and said in a deep voice: "I will ask His Majesty to select a young dragon for you to tame."

Baeron scratched his head.

The old dragon keeper turned around and continued walking, saying slowly, "Just like your brother."

……

Red Castle, princess' bedroom.

The cry of a newborn baby is very loud and sounds very inspiring.

In the corridor, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren smiled in unison.

creak-

Just as Lei Jia was anxiously turning around, a thin maid pushed open the door.

"How is it?" Rega couldn't suppress his excitement and asked immediately.

The maid's forehead was covered with sweat, and she said, "The princess wants to see you."

"That's what I thought."

Rhaegar walked in with a smile.

The maids are cleaning up the scene and restoring the peace as before.

The sense of urgency disappeared immediately, and Rhaegar lifted the beaded curtain to find the mother and daughter resting in the delivery chair.

"You came."

Rhaenyra's face was pale and weak, and she smiled when she saw him.

Rhaegar smiled back, walked over to the chair and squatted down with confidence.

He reached out and picked up the hair that was wet with sweat and stuck to the side of Rhaenyra's face, and whispered softly, "Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, everything went well."

Rhaenyra smiled sincerely, handed over the swaddling clothes tightly in her arms, and said with a little pride: "Look, it's a girl."

Rhaegar took a closer look and saw a fair face.

But his attention was not on the baby.

His palm touched Rainier's lower abdomen. Her thin nightgown had already been soaked with sweat, and she felt a heat emanating from her whole body.

"What a beautiful girl, a noble little princess."

Rhaegar praised sincerely, gently embraced Rhaenyra, and held the mother and daughter in his arms lovingly.

Rhaenyra's eyes were charming, and she rested her face on his shoulder safely: "Don't worry, I am willing and happy to do it."

Rhaegar lowered his head, not caring about the smooth forehead covered with sweat, and closed his eyes and gave it a light kiss.

Rhaenyra's eyelashes trembled. The pain of childbirth was worth it at this moment.

boo~
Then, he counterattacked without delay and pecked the corner of the other person's lips.

Lei Jia was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Give the baby a name?"

"Of course." Rhaenyra raised her chin.

"Then I have to think of a good name."

Rhaegar took over the naming rights in a domineering manner, pretending to be in deep thought, and occasionally opening the swaddling clothes to observe the baby's facial features.

Quite a while.

Rainier's expression began to become unnatural, and she was a little anxious about her daughter's name.

Rhaegar pretended to be mysterious and said firmly: "Visenya, the greatest female warrior in the family."

"Okay!" Rainier agreed immediately.

Look at the eager look on his face, his eyes are shining.

Rhaegar smiled.

After the initial joy, Rhaenyra also realized that Rhaegar was teasing her intentionally, and said angrily: "I dream of having a girl, and you don't know what name to think of."

As he said this, he turned around and took back the swaddling clothes, pretending to be sulking.

Rhaegar coaxed the baby left and right, fiddling with the baby's soft face.

I took the time to take a look.

Silver-blond hair roots, eyes not yet open.

As expected, the youngest daughter's appearance will definitely be like Rhaenyra's when she grows up. She will be a Targaryen beauty with long silver-gold hair and purple eyes.

creak-

The door was pushed open from the outside, interrupting the intimacy of the family of three.

"Father, we are back."

Aemon took the lead and rushed in excitedly.

"Shh! Don't disturb your mother and brother's rest."

Baeron had a dangerous look in his eyes, and he held a furnace-shaped incubation vessel in his hand.

Following closely behind were Viserys in a wheelchair and the invisible Maekar.

Viserys held his forehead helplessly and said, "I really can't stop these little guys."

"It's okay." Rhaegar smiled wryly, "They all just need to be cleaned up."

Aemon shrank his neck, feeling that his father was targeting him.

Belron was more steady. He walked aside and opened the vessel, revealing a steaming green dragon egg. He said with anticipation, "We personally selected this dragon egg for our brother."

"Oh?"

Although Rainier was helpless, she did not reject the kindness of her two sons. She sat up slightly and looked.

Seeing that it was a familiar dragon egg, he praised: "Very good, that will be the best dragon egg."

Belron said seriously: "I spent a long time choosing this one. My brother will definitely like it."

"Uh……"

Rhaenyra raised her eyebrows, trying to correct her eldest son's misunderstanding.

Suddenly, Meka, who had been in a trance, said calmly, "It's a sister, not a brother."

"younger sister?"

Baerlon was startled and leaned over to look at the baby in the cradle.

Yimeng was even more exaggerated. His face, which looked like his brother, collapsed immediately. He exclaimed, "It's actually my sister!?"

They thought it would be a younger brother.

Especially Eamon, as a senior brother, specifically wanted a new brother.

Well, Meka doesn't count.

At this moment, Maeka's eyes widened, staring at Imon without blinking, and repeated: "It's my sister."

Yimeng felt a chill down his spine when he was stared at, and said hastily, "Okay, okay, it's my sister."

Meka was satisfied and leaned back on the chair, wanting to see what her sister looked like.

The little guy is young, but he has his own ideas.

Rhaegar glanced sideways at his youngest son.

The kid got a basket from somewhere and carried it on his back. He placed the dark red dragon eggs in it and covered it with the blanket he had begged from his grandfather.

After the little guys had seen the newly born Visenya, Rhaegar began to shout at them: "Watch out, everyone get out."

“We haven’t seen enough.”

Eamon was reluctant, shaking his little butt.

boom--

Lei Jia kicked them, grabbed one with one hand and threw him out, saying bluntly: "Get out of here, all of you. If you don't disappear within three counts, all of you will report to Grand Secretary Mu Kun."

As soon as these words were spoken, even the silent Meka stood up and ran out with the backpack on his back.

When passing by my grandfather, I did not forget to put the blanket back on his old cold legs.

Viserys began to feel sleepy from his tired body. He handed the baby to his eldest son and said, "I am tired too. I will take care of them as well."

"Father, I didn't say you."

Rhaegar was helpless.

"Stay and take care of Rhaenyra."

Viserys was very sleepy, having been exhausted by his daughter's childbirth.

Rhaegar stopped insisting and told Erik to take his father back to his room.

Since his abdication, my father has moved to the more pleasant climate of Harrenhal and only returns to King's Landing occasionally.

It's a good thing, the underground lava of Thousand Faces Island is increasing day by day, and the hot springs have a nourishing effect.

boom--

The door closed and Rhaegar turned back.

Rhaenyra held the baby in her arms, humming a ballad softly and glancing at him.

The siblings looked at each other and smiled.

(End of this chapter)