Game of Thrones: Dance of the Dragons

It wasn't just Ranila praising her casually.

As is well known, Helena tamed Dreamfire, another second-generation dragon, at the age of three, and under the comprehensive guidance of Baylor, she became the second outstanding tangrian besides him.

Viserys, the father, loved his youngest daughter more than his second son, Aegon.

"Don't put it so harshly."

"Brother Baylor said that everyone has their own unique characteristics."

"I am a Tangrian who loves freedom, and it is my duty to go out and see the world of the kingdom!"

"Then shall I ask my father to approve your going to the North to serve as a member of the Night's Watch?"

Baylor couldn't stand it any longer, despite Aegon's righteous words.

In reality, he just wanted to be lazy and get something for nothing.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Here in Baelor, as long as you're a Targaryen, you have to fulfill your responsibilities.

"Brother, you can't say that."

"My Yangyan has finally gained the ability to fly, how can I not do my best for the clan?"

Having been disciplined since childhood, Aegon was most afraid of his older brother Baelor, fearing that if Baelor became unhappy, he might actually throw him into the Night's Watch.

Baylor said, "Since we're going to the Stone Steps anyway, you might as well wait in King's Landing for a day or two."

"When the time comes, you'll come with the three of us, and I'll teach you some techniques for dodging scorpion crossbows."

"Brother, can Dorne's scorpion crossbow really kill a dragon?"

Aegon had heard the Grand Maester say that Dorne's scorpion crossbow had once shot down their family's dragon, Miracis.

At the time, it caused a sensation throughout Westeros, prompting Aegon the Conqueror and Queen of Visenia to ride dragons and burn down all the towns of Dorne.

Keep in mind that Miracis at that time was no less powerful than the Silverwing Dragon. How big would the scorpion crossbow have to be to kill it?

Whenever he thought of this, Aegon felt a renewed urge to rest and retreat.

After all, he was going to the front lines to make a living, not to wait to die.

Baylor nodded. "You can kill a dragon, but not a giant dragon."

"The scorpion crossbow is deadly to sub-adult dragons, but it cannot penetrate the scales of giant dragons."

"And what about Mirasis?"

"That was simply because Queen Rhaenys was flying too low, and the scorpion crossbow hit the dragon in the eye."

"Furthermore, Uncle Damon and I will go up first. Only after we've cleared out the scorpion crossbows will you be allowed to ride your own dragons up."

Egon gave a meaningful "Oh".

He immediately relaxed, knowing that his elder brother would never let any family member die in vain.

The group rode together in a carriage back to the Red Castle.

As soon as they got off the bus, Imond and Daren excitedly ran out to greet their long-lost sister Helena and Aegon.

As for the eldest brother, Beller, and the eldest sister, Rénilla, they weren't exactly unwelcoming.

Because their fathers were often away from King's Landing, and because of their mother Alison, Emond and Daren were relatively unfamiliar with them, only nodding politely to show their friendliness.

Seeing this, Baylor walked over with concern and gently patted them on the shoulder.

"You've really grown up, especially Imond. I often hear the old maesters in the Red Keep praising you."

"Your talent and intelligence are no less than mine; you are a Targaryen of excellent character and learning."

Baylor's sudden concern truly flattered Imond.

Despite being Alison's third child, he excels academically.

In fact, he received less attention from others than Aegon and Helena, or even as much as his newborn brother Daren.

In Imond's memory, he was like a semi-transparent piece of glass, only remembered by others and receiving a word or two of praise when he did well in his studies.

"Thank you, brother!"

Imond was overjoyed, his cautiousness instantly transforming into uncontrollable excitement.

"Thank you, brother!"

Darren didn't understand, but simply followed Imond's example.

"We are a family, and family members don't need to say thank you."

Beller, mimicking his father Viserys's tone, reiterated the words his father had spoken to his two younger brothers.

Darren was too young to understand what Baylor meant.

But for Imond, who was often ignored and received no attention, it was like "a drought welcoming the rainy season".

Upon returning to the Red Keep, Viserys arranged a family feast to celebrate the trio's success in not only quelling yet another civil war within the kingdom but also strengthening the alliance with the Vale and the Riverlands. Truly, they had killed two birds with one stone!

"Come, my children, this cup of wine is a toast to you from your father!"

Viserys was the first to raise his glass and drink the grain liquor in one gulp.

He was overjoyed today. Baelor and Rhaenyra were growing up, and Helena and Aegon had tamed their dragons and were beginning to fight for their family.

Viserys also had the support of his good-for-nothing brother, his cousin known as the uncrowned king, and the entire naval forces of the Valerian family.

Let alone repelling the combined forces of the Three Kingdoms and Dorne, it seems that bringing them all under the Targaryen's control would no longer be a difficult task.

"Baelor, what's the attitude of the Kingdom of the Three Wings? Are they still insisting on the alliance with Dorne?"

Viserys's words were no longer filled with kindness and tolerance, but instead contained the toughness and indifference of a young king.

Baylor knew that his years of persuasion and guidance had quietly taken root in his father's heart.

"Yes, Father, they even made outrageous statements."

"If we don't cede the Stepstones, they will allow the Targaryens to repeat the tragedy of Prince Aemon and Prince Belron."

The people of the free trade city-states are not fools; these few words, enough to provoke the Targaryens, were naturally fabricated by Baelor.

The goal was to make her father, Viserys, determined to take over the kingdom of the three daughters and conquer Dorne!

As expected, Viserys angrily smashed his wine glass upon hearing these words.

"They dare?!"

"Do they really think the Targaryen family is as easy to bully as they were during the time of the Old King?!"

If Viserys's eldest son and daughter were his bottom line, then the brothers Aemon and Belron were the fuse that ignited his rage.

He absolutely would not allow their tragedy to repeat itself!

"Beile, I order you to launch a full-scale attack on the Kingdom of the Three Daughters, no matter the cost, no matter how long this battle takes, I do not want to see their allied forces again!"

Prince was secretly pleased, but outwardly stood up very respectfully, "Please rest assured, Father."

"When I return this time, I will definitely wipe out all the armed forces of the Three Daughters Kingdom, and I solemnly assure you of that."

"From this day forward, there will be no more Kingdom of Three Daughters, for it will be ruled by the Targaryens!"