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

Chapter 501 Hatching eggs or taming dragons?

"Hiss!"

As soon as the cobalt blue dragon appeared, it looked down at the group of human cubs with its vertical pupils and let out a sharp roar.

"Brother, retreat quickly!"

Aemon's eyes widened, and he grabbed Baeron and was about to run.

"and many more."

"and many more!"

Two voices spoke in unison, calling out to Aemon who had planned his escape route.

Yimon was extremely depressed and asked, "Why don't you run away and wait for me to call the liar to save you?"

If he could count on that stupid dragon, he would have gone to Volantis according to his uncle's personality and ruled a free trade city-state as a prince in advance.

Belron pulled his little hand away, his eyes never leaving the dragon, and asked uncertainly: "It seems to be trying to scare us?"

"Really?" Yi Menggu asked curiously.

Belron scratched his head: "Not necessarily."

"Then don't run away!"

Having said that, Imon was about to drag his brother away from the scene.

Benilla grabbed him by the back of his collar and said in a stern tone, "Why are you running? That's Daeron's Tessarion."

She was the first one to shout to stop him.

Hearing this, Aemon turned around and took a closer look at the dragon.

Its wings are a deep cobalt blue, and the scales on its talons, horn crest, and belly are as shiny as copper foil.

It is very large, more than 15 meters long, and is almost entering adulthood.

Yimeng was stunned for a moment, and muttered quietly: "Huh, it seems to be my uncle's dragon."

Baeron held his forehead helplessly: "It's Daeron's dragon."

Darren loves reading and rarely appears in public, let alone riding a dragon.

Tessarion lives deep in the dragon's lair, not visible to the world.

Rhaena took Maekar forward and asked curiously, "Belron, did you recognize Tessarion?"

"do not know."

Baerlon shook his head and said puzzledly: "It's just strangely familiar."

He always has this feeling.

Renia seemed to understand and changed the subject: "Let's go to the dragon's lair first. There's no need to be afraid of it."

This "it" naturally refers to a certain proud dragon.

Tessarion was a noble man. He climbed out of the cave with graceful movements, his vertical pupils flashing with wisdom.

Feeling the gaze of the human cub, it slowly and powerfully climbed to the top of the temporary dragon cave, spreading its cobalt blue wings as if to show off.

"Hiss!"

Facing the cold sea breeze, it lets out a long hiss.

Belron looked at the giant dragon towering high up and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, almost as beautiful as Yangyan."

"Tessarion is lazy, but also loves beauty."

Rhaena said with a smile.

Aemon's eyes turned: "A little female dragon?"

"Who can tell for sure? It depends on whether it lays eggs."

Benila ended the topic and walked into the temporary dragon cave gate with her younger brother and sister.

The two stone doors have been closed for a long time, and their surfaces are covered with a layer of mottled marks.

After a lot of effort, several people managed to open a gap that was only one person wide.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

As soon as he entered, two shrill screams were heard, followed by a fierce flapping sound.

When Benila heard the noise, her expression changed slightly: "Moon Dance!"

The hall was dimly lit and covered with moss. Two small dragon shadows could be vaguely seen running around.

"Hiss!"

A dragon figure let out a cry, flapped its wings and landed in the center of the hall.

Green scales, pearl-like horns, and a pair of colorful wing membranes that look like butterfly patterns.

There was a cut on Yuewu's neck, and blood was flowing.

Seeing the driver appear, he quickly stood in front of Benilla like a protector.

"How is this going!"

Benilla was heartbroken and held Yuewu's neck and looked her over.

Renia also showed sympathy and comforted her sister softly.

Baelon heard something was wrong and secretly winked at Aemon.

Aemon was more sensitive than him and had already shrunk to the door with nowhere to retreat.

Just as the two brothers were trying their best to cover up.

"Hiss..."

The shadow of a dragon flew happily from the darkness, swinging its slender tail like a scorpion's tail needle.

Without waiting for the Bernila sisters to react, Meka pointed a finger and said, "You liar!"

"It's over!"

Baelon and Aemon slapped their foreheads, feeling that their friendship was about to capsize.

"Hiss..."

The trickster leaped out from the shadows, with his dragon head raised proudly like a victorious general.

Aemon observed it anxiously.

Dark green scales, intact.

Bright red wing membrane, intact.

The head, neck, paws and tail are all intact.

"Phew, I'm glad you're not hurt."

Aemon patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hiss..."

The trickster came forward stickyly, with its dragon head rubbing against the little master's belly, as if asking for praise.

Iemon was embarrassed and secretly glanced at Benilla's face.

"Humph!"

Benilla snorted coldly and turned her head away in anger.

The two baby dragons huddled together, no more than three meters apart.

Everyone compared the two young dragons with green scales.

Let’s talk about their age first. Yuewu and Trickster are the same age. One was hatched in April, and the other broke out of its shell at the end of December.

About eight months difference.

The deceptive spirit grows rapidly and can be more than four meters long.

Although Yuewu's growth was not slow, she was still slightly behind and had just passed the four-meter mark.

Let’s look at the details.

Yuewu has a well-proportioned body and prefers flexible mobility.

The Trickster has a sturdy body, a pair of wide and large bright red dragon wings, and sharp claws, horns, and tail tips.

Considering Yuewu's injuries, it is not difficult to guess that a conflict broke out between the two young dragons.

The swindler takes advantage of his strong body to gain a huge advantage.

The more Yimon watched, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but praise: "Good job, you are such a liar."

Every extra meal is worth it.

Benilla found this particularly irritating. Moon Dancer was already injured, and she wanted to rub salt into the wound. She gritted her teeth and said, "Aemon, do you want to be beaten?"

Imon shrank his neck, hid behind Belron, and said unconvincedly: "Brother, go ahead!"

Baeron was stunned for a moment. He looked at his height and that of Aemon, who was less than one meter tall, and then compared it with the tall Benilla, and swallowed subconsciously.

"Gulu~"

Baelon retreated silently, protecting Aemon in front of him: "Brother, you are the dragon knight."

"you……"

Aemon tried to dodge but was grabbed by the collar by a slender dark-skinned hand.

"Come here!"

There was not a trace of kindness in Benilla's eyes, only malicious intent in her actions.

Girls develop early, and at the age of 9 she is tall and has no problem bullying a little kid.

"Let me go, brother!"

Aemon was really scared.

Benila sneered: "You can scream as much as you want, but no one will pay attention to you even if you scream your throat out."

When I was a child, she was the one who changed my diapers, and she was particularly willing to do anything to kill me.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

The battle between the riders was about to break out. Two green dragons joined the battlefield and faced each other from a distance.

Yuewu has suffered losses before and dares not act rashly.

The trickster watched his little master being beaten, his pupils flashing with anticipation and curiosity.

"What a loyal dragon."

This is what Belon commented.

Immediately, Baelon left the siblings who were being beaten unilaterally and walked into the depths of the dragon's lair with Rhaena and Meka.

The temporary dragon cave was improved from the castle ruins.

The lobby was the old main hall, the upper rooms were full of holes and the wooden staircase was rotten.

The three of them walked down and entered the original cellar.

After decades of development, the cellar walls were broken and connected to the cliffs facing the sea, forming an arc-shaped cave.

The cave faces the sea, and sunlight and sea breeze pour in.

“Hiss~”

After taking only two steps, a faint hissing sound came from a corner of a puddle of water.

Leinia smiled and said, "Dawn, come here."

“Hiss~”

A light pink baby dragon crawled out of the pit. It looked as beautiful as a colorful butterfly and flew lightly over the heads of the three people.

Baerlon looked up and said, "Dawn seems to have grown up a little."

Dawn was born with congenital deficiencies and his development speed is much slower than that of a normal dragonet.

Mingming and Yuewu were hatched at the same time, but their body size barely reached two meters, and they couldn't even carry a manned flight.

Rhaena was already accustomed to caressing Dawn's pale pink scales.

Dawn enjoyed the driver's touch very much. He nudged the driver with his dragon head and presented him with a small horn crown that looked like a black pearl.

Baelon and Meka squatted down and reached out to grope together.

Liming was very familiar with them. She snuggled in the driver's arms and acted coquettishly, not refusing.

After a long while, Rhaena sat on the ground and asked, "Baeron, your dragon eggs haven't hatched yet?"

Her and her sister's dragon eggs both hatched when they were 6 years old.

Belron held his chin with one hand and said honestly, "No, it's like a stone egg."

His dragon egg gave birth to Syrax, whose scales were bronze.

Unfortunately, there has been no response.

Rhaena hesitated. "Have you ever considered taming a dragon?"

"Yes!" Baeron said decisively.

Rhaenyra became interested and asked, "Do you plan to tame the young dragons in the dragon caves of King's Landing, or the ownerless dragons?"

After a pause, he suggested, "Ser Laninor's Seasmoke is still wandering around the Dorne Sea. It's an adult dragon like Syrax and Yangyan. What do you think?"

"Uh……"

Baeron said nothing, organizing his words.

Meka squatted on the ground, drawing circles on the ground with his little hands, and said, "Brother wants a dragon, a real dragon!"

"Meka!"

It seemed as if his little secret had been exposed and he could no longer maintain his calm image.

Maika glanced at him, turned around reluctantly, and muttered softly: "It's not hard to guess what you're thinking."

As he spoke, he was still drawing circles on the spot.

All that was left of Baerlon was a chubby little figure carrying a backpack.

In the backpack was his dark red dragon egg.

Rhaena giggled, fiddling with Maekar's backpack, and asked, "Baeron, why don't you have a backpack to carry your own dragon eggs?"

If dragon eggs are exposed to humans for a long time, they may hatch faster.

She and her sister had tried this before, and they always kept their hands on the dragon eggs.

Belron had an unnatural expression and said evasively, "My dragon eggs are in the bedroom."

Maika turned around and stared at his brother quietly.

Baeron immediately looked at him and clenched his fists.

Meka curled his lips and turned back unhappily.

The two elder brothers are not honest at all.

Aemon was a natural liar, just like his dragon.

Baeron is very honest, but he always tells stupid lies and gets angry when he is caught.

"I want a sister. A sister is better." Meka complained secretly.

……

Gaochao City, a guest residence.

Helena was assigned a bedroom facing the sun. She sat on the balcony with her round, perky body resting her chin on her knees, looking out the window.

When I can’t ride a dragon, I can only enjoy the scenery outside.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Helena's ears moved slightly, a hint of warmth appeared in her eyes, and she said softly, "Brother, come in."

creak-

Lei Jia pushed the door open and asked with a smile: "Your ears are so sharp?"

“Just remember your footsteps.”

Helena tilted her face to the side, her long, smooth hair falling, and her eyes looking at him gently.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment and closed the door with his backhand.

Then, walk to the balcony.

Helena asked coquettishly: "Sister, are you resting?"

"It's tiring to take care of children."