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

Chapter 587 Five Thrones
The brother and sister left hand in hand, leaving Allison standing there in a daze.

Looking at the back of the second son and his lingering indifference deeply hurt his fragile heart.

Allison's eyes were red and his lips moved slightly.

……

Director's Hall.

Facing the glow of the setting sun, Helena slowly pushed open the door.

"come in."

Helena spoke softly and stepped in with ease.

She paused for a moment, then found the lost embroidery basket in the corner and sat down on the carpet with joy.

Emond took in everything and asked curiously, "Do you often have to deal with government affairs?"

In the absence of their eldest brother, the two fools, Rhaenyra and Aegon, went their separate ways.

In the huge Red Castle, it seems that my sister is the only one working there.

"Yes."

Helena agreed casually and smiled shyly: "I'll sign it reluctantly."

"not easy."

Aemond leaned against the door frame, speechless.

Helena didn't care, she was embroidering on her hands, and whispered: "You have to go to the sea of ​​smoke."

"reason?"

Aemond folded his arms across his chest.

"Help him and carry on the legacy of his homeland."

Helena said solemnly, "This is to resist the darkness and coldness of the future."

Emond's expression changed slightly, he was very sensitive to similar words.

The fortune-telling girl who was suspected to be from the Orion family also warned him to be careful of darkness and winter.

Shortly after the conversation, he received a letter from Helena.

After thinking for a while, he asked in surprise: "What are you talking about?"

"you?"

Helena tilted her head and noticed something.

Aemond shrugged, deliberately hiding it from the fortune-telling girl.

"Ok."

Helena nodded slightly, her eyes confused: "I saw a disaster coming from the north."

What exactly it is, is still unclear.

But the danger it brings is no less than the doomsday catastrophe.

Imond was skeptical and asked tentatively: "What should I do?"

"Not sure, what I saw was very blurry."

Helena lowered her head and quickened her embroidery movements.

"What else did you see?"

Aemond felt a sense of urgency and stepped forward to question.

So much has happened lately.

Black goat, descendants of Orion, divination...

Even Helena's mysterious words brought him varying degrees of pressure.

"A lot. A lot."

Helena paused and suddenly became nervous: "In the darkness, five thrones..."

That's what she wanted to tell her brother.

but……

In Imond's confused and shocked eyes.

Helena stroked her swollen belly and murmured, "Here he is, born to sit in a wooden chair."

"what?"

Aemond's one eye widened, and he pretended to be calm and said, "You have a boy, right?"

"Maybe." Helena lowered her head and secretly clutched the half-embroidered tapestry.

Aemond looked over and saw a ferocious black dragon with scarlet wings spread out embroidered on the tapestry.

Helena became more and more nervous, her face gradually turned pale, and her whole body trembled slightly.

The brother and sister had different reactions.

Imond was in a daze, and suddenly smiled:

"My little nephew."

……

into the night.

Reese, the tower.

The candlelight flickered and the light dimmed.

Rhaegar sat at the round table in his chambers, concentrating intently as he carved a necklace.

shhhhhh...

As bits of silver-grey steel chips fell off, the force with which the carving knife was swung became lighter and lighter.

creak-

The door opened and Rainier walked in shakily.

A pretty face was flushed, and a drop of fragrant wine hung on the red lips.

"Raegar~!"

With hazy eyes, Rhaenyra saw Rhaegar carving patiently, standing at the door with his head tilted.

Even though your head is dizzy, remember not to disturb the other person.

He tiptoed forward and covered his mouth which was about to burp.

Rega was still immersed in carving, unaware of the movements in the outside world.

Rhaenyra lingered across the round table and rested her elbows on it to get a better look at the carved objects.

A necklace of Valyrian steel, adorned with three dragon head pendants.

It was an heirloom that Rhaegar had given her when the relationship between the siblings was at its closest.

hum-

Suddenly, one of the dragon head pendants emitted a hazy halo, and its deep vertical pupils flashed red.

Rhaenyra opened her mouth slightly, then subconsciously covered it with her hands.

The dragon head pendant was in the shape of Balerion, with tiny characters engraved on the silver-gray scales, and it looked like a whole connected by silk threads.

Those lifeless vertical pupils suddenly became bright and lively.

shhhhhh...

Rega's face turned three shades paler, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, as he continued to carve the second dragon head pendant.

With the experience of the first success, the set of movements went smoothly.

A space inscription is engraved on the dragon head pendant which follows the appearance of Mirasis. The whole pendant is wrapped with spiritual power, which transmits the fire magic power purified by the heart one by one.

hum-

The dragon head pendant glowed red, and silver light appeared in Milasis's narrow vertical pupils.

Rega's body stiffened for a moment, and his vision suddenly blurred.

The mental strength and fire magic power consumed were too great, and the body suddenly couldn't bear it.

After hesitating for a moment, Rhaegar took a breath and continued to carve the third dragon head pendant in the shape of Vhagar.

The first effort is the strongest, the second is weaker, and the third is the weakest.

After carving two pendants, the spiritual power shrank from five meters to one meter.

If I can’t finish it in one go, I don’t know when the next burst of inspiration will come.

Rega's face gradually turned pale, and the fire magic in his blood continued to flow to carve the only remaining dragon head pendant.

Scales, space inscriptions, and fire magic connected in series...

After going through the whole process, cold sweat rolled down my cheeks and my fingers trembled uncontrollably.

hum-

Finally, the dense inscriptions formed a system, blooming with a hazy red glow. Vhagar survived in the world, but the dragon head pendant based on it never opened its eyes.

The red glow enveloped the entire pendant, and the exposed dragon teeth glowed with a green luster, seemingly competing with each other for beauty.

At this moment, Rega felt dizzy and his consciousness became blurred in an instant.

bang-

His body fell forward and his forehead hit the table hard.

"Rhaegar!"

Rainier was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly supported the other person in her arms.

Rhaegar was sweating all over and opened his eyes drowsily.

At first glance, it was Rainier's nervous face.

Rhaegar was in a trance, his mouth slightly open and unable to speak.

I could only complain in my heart, no wonder there was a smell of milk mixed with wine.

"Woooo ...

Just as Rhaenyra was worried, she heard a babyish cry from under the table.

A corner of the curtain hanging on the floor was lifted, and a little kid with silver stubble came out with a grunt.

"Visenya?"

The corner of Rhaenyra's mouth twitched. She hesitated and put Rhaegar down, then reached out and picked up the baby.

"Woooo ...

Visenya was well-nourished. She waved her two white little arms and shouted, showing her two little milk teeth.

Rhaenyra sighed helplessly and held her daughter in her arms.

When I paid a quick attention, I saw a footprint on the back of my daughter's white velvet dress.

"Hmm?" Rhaenyra raised her eyebrows and kicked off Rhaegar's boots for comparison.

Rhaegar was in a state of sequelae, lying on the table, unable to move.

He was still conscious and knew that he had been exposed for using his daughter as a footstool.

It's not his fault.

Visenya was too noisy and crawled all over the bedroom floor.

Curled under the dark table, he was sleeping soundly and quietly.

"Rhaegar, you are amazing!"

Rhaenyra was so angry that she laughed.

It's a pity that a father like him could do such a thing.

“Woo woo wow wow~~”

Visenya shook her head, threw herself into her mother's arms, and struggled around for food.

After being stepped on for half an hour, my stomach was empty with hunger.

Rhaenyra didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She kicked Rhaegar and said, "I'll let you go for now."

She carried her starving daughter back to the bed and unbuttoned the back of her skirt.

Soon, the sound of food being cooked could be heard from the bedroom.

Time passes bit by bit...

The night is getting darker.

Visenya fell into a deep sleep, her small body curled up into a ball.

"Hi~!"

Rhaegar gasped, holding his head and sitting up.

My head hurts so badly, I feel like it's going to explode.

"You're awake."

Without having time to button up her skirt, Rainier walked forward and poured a glass of warm water and handed it over.

After all this, she sobered up from being a little drunk.

Instead, it was Rhaegar who felt dizzy.

"It's just a small matter. Take a look at these first."

Rhaegar shook his head, pushing aside the Valyrian necklace and pulling out his dragon whip.

"Drink the water, it will do you good."

Feeling helpless, Rainier picked up the necklace, which had undergone a drastic change inside and out.

He mobilized a strand of fire magic in his blood and skillfully drilled it into a pendant.

hum-

Rainier's consciousness flickered, and she sensed a cramped space of three feet square.

Leijia gulped down the water in the cup and exhaled: "Look carefully, this should be my best product in the next few years."

When he tried to release his spiritual power, it was less than three feet around his body.

The loss is somewhat too severe.

The recovery is as slow as a snail.

Rhaenyra glanced at him and explored the other two pendants in turn.

Milaxes' pendant contains a three-foot square storage space.

Finally, Vhagar's dragon head pendant carefully probed into a wisp of fire magic.

hum-

A three-meter square space emerged, and the field of vision instantly became three times wider than the previous two pendants.

"Rhaegar, this pendant?"

Even Rainier was shocked; she didn't expect the gap to be so big.

Rega smiled proudly and pretended to be humble: "My limit is probably to compete with Helena's space bracelet, no bigger than that."

"Can I use it?"

Rainier couldn't let it go, and she couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Before she left King's Landing, the siblings had had a fight.

"of course."

Rhaegar leaned back in his chair and said softly, "I noticed that you haven't worn this necklace much lately."

Rhaenyra pursed her lips, hearing the hidden meaning in the words.

Without saying much, she silently took off the necklace around her neck and put on a brand new dragon head necklace.

"Does it look good?"

Rhaenyra asked.

"so gorgeous."

Rhaegar was dazed for a moment and pushed the dragon whip towards the other party.

Rhaenyra took a glance and gave him a questioning look.

"Leave it to you for safekeeping."

Rhaegar sat up straight and regained his composure: "I am going to the Sea of ​​Smoke, and I must leave some protection for you and Baelon."

Whether it is a dragon head necklace or a dragon taming whip for herding giant dragons.

If he really made a mistake, or if someone took advantage of his absence to stir up trouble.

At least it can ensure the safety of Rhaenyra and the children.

Without even a second thought, Rhaenyra shook her head and refused: "I have the necklace, that's enough."

He knew he couldn't persuade Rhaegar to give up exploring the coast, but he also couldn't accept the dragon whip.

Rhaegar needed this dragon taming tool more than she did.

"No!"

Rhaegar's eyes were firm as he confessed, "The dragon whip is of limited use to me. Do not refuse again."

Even if it is not left to Rhaenyra and Baelon, the dragon taming props must be kept in the hands of the family.

With the previous experience of "Dragon Claw", he didn't want to lose another treasure again.

Hearing this, Rhaenyra was conflicted and gritted her teeth as she took the dragon taming whip.

What Rhaegar said was too pessimistic, forcing her to think of the worst possible scenario.

(End of this chapter)