Game of Thrones: Dance of the Dragons

Early in the morning, before breakfast, Baelor went to Viserys's room and told him about the sea serpent's desire to marry him.

"Hmph, that damned Valerian family!"

Viserys was furious. He never expected that, despite being suppressed, the sea serpent would still dare to try to seize the throne through marriage.

Moreover, once her eldest son marries Lannar, Renilla will inevitably be pursued by dukes from all over the realms.

At that time, a marriage alliance will be an inevitable choice. The Valerian family's situation could very well repeat itself a second time.

"Baelor, what are your thoughts?"

"Father, I share your thoughts. Even if it means losing the family's most powerful dragon, I will never marry Lannar as my queen."

Baylor was well aware of the pros and cons of the matter.

No matter what the sea serpent is planning, he will never marry Lanael, nor will he sacrifice the future of his family for his own benefit.

Viserys patted him on the shoulder. "My son, I am pleased that you have such thoughts."

"Don't worry about this. What you need to do most right now is wait for the process and receive your formal coronation as Crown Prince."

"Yes, Father."

Baylor knew that his father already had a plan, and then left the room.

Because of the victory celebration banquet, the imperial meeting was postponed until the afternoon.

Baldr, who rarely gets a day off, decides to keep his promise from yesterday and go find Rhaenyra, while also taking Helena from King's Landing to Dragonstone.

After breakfast, the three boarded the royal carriage and, escorted by the Kingsguard, arrived at the dragon's lair in King's Landing.

The glutton has been released by Baylor and will need some time to return.

Renilla, led by the dragon guards, first went to the cave to find Syracuse.

During this time, Beller carried Helena as they walked around the dragon's lair, stopping and starting intermittently.

"Brother, is that Dreamfire?"

Following Helena's pointing finger, they saw a giant dragon with silver lines and a pale blue body sleeping in its lair, its neck and ankles tightly chained.

Beller nodded. "Yes, this is a dragon from the same era as Vormisor and Silverwing."

Helena pouted and touched her chin. "But why do I feel like Dreamfire is a bit bigger than the sheep thief?"

Beller mentally compared the sizes of the two dragons. Sure enough, there was a significant difference in size between Dreamfire, chained up, and Silverwing, slumbering in the dragon's lair.

This reminded him of the description in that ancient book about the Dragon King: dragons belong to the sky and should gallop freely like horses, not be kept in captivity like pets.

Baylor turned to the Dragon Guard, "From this day forward, no dragon in King's Landing shall be chained."

"Now, go and unlock the chains on Meng Huo's body."

"Prince, Dreamfire is an extremely volatile female dragon. We are worried that removing her chains will harm the other young dragons in the future."

Longwei also explained that this was a method about dragons found for them in a book by one of the most learned old scholars in the Citadel.

He was a scholar from the Academy City.

Baylor silently made a mental note of it and immediately said, "I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

"Untie me now, right now!"

Baylor's tone was tougher than ever before.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The Dragon Guards dared not disobey.

He immediately ran down into the dragon's lair, comforting Dreamfire in Valyrian while unlocking the chains binding him.

Freed from its restraints, Dreamfire immediately spread its wings and let out an excited dragon roar.

"From this day forward, no dragon shall be shackled. If anyone questions this, say that it was Baelor Targaryen who personally gave the order," Baelor instructed again.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will convey this message to every Dragon Guard."

Baylor nodded in satisfaction. He was about to ask Helena if she wanted to get a closer look at the Dreamfire when the little girl cupped his face in her two chubby little hands.

Helena carefully blew on her face and said, "When I was troubled before, I would blow on my face like this."

"Now, I'll blow away my brother's worries."

"Thank you, Helena."

Beller couldn't help but sigh, "It's so nice to have a sweet little sister."

"Ahem, I'm still here. Could you two please keep a distance from people?"

Aegon looked at Baylor and Helena with disdain.

It's really hard to imagine how a madman and a mute person ended up together.

"If it's nothing, then get out of my way."

"Fine, let's go. By the way, what are you two going to do?" Egon seriously suspected that these two wanted to ride their dragons out to play without him.

"We can't keep her studying in King's Landing all day, so Renilla and I have decided to take her on a flight to Dragonstone. We'll be back tonight or tomorrow morning."

"Do you want to go too?"

For Baelor, Aegon practically wore his envy and longing on his face.

"Go, why don't you go!"

Yangyan was too young for Aegon; his size was simply not large enough to carry a person.

But the Glutton is different. Not to mention flying with three people, even if he brings along that brat Imond who only drinks milk, it wouldn't be a problem.

Soon, Renilla rode Syracuse out of the dragon's lair, where the Glutton had been waiting for some time.

Baylor first pushed Helena and Aegon forward, and then sat down in the main seat himself.

"Fly, Glutton!"

Upon hearing the command, the glutton immediately spread its wings and flew steadily into the sky.

Syracuse followed behind, and the two dragons leisurely left the dragon's lair, flying towards Dragonstone.

At noon, the Glutton and Syracuse descended above the dragon's lair.

"I thought it would be evening, I didn't expect it to arrive so quickly."

Rhaenyra had previously competed against Damon; their two dragons departed from King's Landing and didn't reach Dragonstone until the afternoon.

"Of course! What you call sightseeing while traveling, we're going straight to our destination."

As he explained, Beller carried Helena and Aegon off the ground one by one.

"Prince, the Royal Fleet reports that four slave ships have suddenly appeared at the Narrow Point, saying they are coming from Tyrosh to see the Targaryen Dragon King."

Long Wei respectfully presented the letter.

"Renera, something's happened at the Sharp Horn. I'll ride the Glutton over there to handle it. See you later."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Beller informed Renilla and immediately mounted the Glutton and flew out of the dragon's lair.

……

Narrow sea, pointed corner.

On four large ships filled with slaves, people were pleading and explaining.

The watchtowers were ablaze with the flames of battle, dozens of royal fleet ships were ready, and the archers on board drew their bows, awaiting only the commander's order.

"Ready!"

"Roar—"

The glutton's body resembled a cloud that blotted out the sun, looking down from high above.

"Dragon King..."

"The liberator of slaves..."

The former was self-proclaimed by the prince.

The latter was a title given to Baylor by the slaves out of gratitude for the freedom and new life he had gained from the slave owners and the wealthy.

They deliberately traveled by ship, not only out of gratitude, but more importantly, hoping to be reborn on the continent of Westeros, where there were no slaves.

"Gentlemen, don't panic. I'll go and communicate with the commander here to release you into Blackwater Bay."