Game of Thrones: Dance of the Dragons

At dusk, the three dragons that had turned back from Syracuse were the first to descend into the dragon's lair.

The Glutton, piloted by Baylor, flew in circles over Dragonstone.

"Big brother, can we fly a little higher? It's not exciting enough!" Imond exclaimed excitedly, spreading his arms wide.

Now he understood why Aegon loved being with Sunfire; the feeling of soaring through the sky and being all-powerful was simply irresistible!

This is what a Targaryen should do!

"no problem."

Baylor not only increased the glutton's altitude but also slightly increased its speed, allowing Imond to truly experience the thrill of flight!

As the sun slowly set, the dozen or so royal ships that had been patrolling around Dragon Stone Island gradually docked at the island's harbor.

As the only directly owned territory of the Targaryen family, Dragonstone is located in the throat of the sea and can collect a considerable amount of tolls from its port every year.

Secondly, Dragonstone also has small towns similar to Shiphull and Spice Town.

Thanks to Baylor's recent major renovations, the number of criminals and homeless children in the area has gradually increased, and the area has even developed some of the bustling scenes that are only found in large cities.

After the patrol, the gluttons landed near the dragon's lair.

"Big brother, I want to tame a dragon too!"

"I've got a lot of experience now, can you take me there right now?!"

Imond looked at Baylor eagerly, hoping to get his older brother's permission.

Baylor patiently explained, "Don't rush, taming a dragon is a long and patient process."

"Even Helena and Aegon first made contact with their dragons before attempting to give them commands."

Baylor didn't blame Imond for having such thoughts.

During his lunch break in King's Landing, Larry recounted to him in detail the events of the past seven years involving Emond and Daren.

Baylor felt sorry for his younger brother, but he also had to thank his kind stepmother, Allison.

Thanks to her aloofness, Baylor found an opportunity to guide her good brother Imond back on the right track!

"Then, can I go to the dragon's lair to see the dragon today?"

"Also, I want to stay on Dragonstone for a while; I want to tame my own dragon as soon as possible!"

"Brother, please also tell Father and Mother about this through the raven."

Imond knew that in Viserys's heart, his elder brother Baylor held an unparalleled position, and his father would almost always agree to anything he asked for.

Needless to say, her mother, Alison, was in a similar situation.

"Alright, then take care of yourself. I'll have the Dragon Guards protect you closely."

He patted Aemond on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Believe in yourself, because you are the best Targaryen."

Baelor had investigated and found that Aemond's abilities in both knowledge and martial prowess far surpassed those of Aegon and Daeron.

Once he tames the dragon, it will become an excellent helper.

"No, no, I mainly want to thank you, brother, for believing me."

Imond was a little embarrassed.

Having been ignored all along, he suddenly received so much praise in one day; it felt like a dream.

Baylor gave Imond a few words of advice on dragon taming, then turned and got into the carriage, heading towards the castle on Dragonstone.

After bidding farewell to Baylor, Imond also went to the dragon's lair alone.

According to the Dragon Guard, in addition to Terserion and the slightly larger Gray Shadow, a wild dragon, larger than Silverwing, also lives in the dragon's lair.

The downside is that it's somewhat ugly...

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"Hey Baylor, are you really that confident that kid Imond can succeed?"

Aegon yawned listlessly, his feet propped up on a chair beside him, and naturally asked about his dragon taming.

There wasn't much of Imond in his memory; the only impression he had was of Imond getting a perfect score on his bachelor's exam and receiving praise from his mother.

From then on, Aegon studied desperately, but he was so unambitious.

"Imond is the third Targaryen to achieve both literary and martial prowess, and he has also received praise from a maester and Sir Cole."

"Aside from being somewhat eager to gain attention and having an impatient mindset, he has almost no flaws."

More than anything else, Baelor glared angrily at his good-for-nothing brother, Aegon.

They were born from the same mother, so how can there be such a big difference between the two brothers?

If this kid had been able to tame the sheep thief back then, the family could have sent out a giant dragon to attack the city of the Three Daughters Kingdom.

"Well, you can't blame me for that, the sheep thief was just too ugly!"

Aegon always had a clear understanding of his own position.

The second son is obsessed with lying down and doing nothing, but occasionally he can spend a little money to go to a brothel to pick up girls.

He didn't expect to become a prince or the Hand of the King, so he naturally followed his own preferences.

Baylor was having a terrible headache, but he couldn't do anything about Aegon. He could only hope that Aemond would try harder and become more successful.

"Roar—"

At that moment, an angry roar from a dragon suddenly came from the direction of the dragon's lair outside the castle.

Everyone rushed to the window, where they saw a sleeping Bronze Wrath Vormisor flying out of the dragon's lair, chasing after the panicked sheep thief.

"The sheep thief is very cautious; how could it have angered Vomisor?"

Although the prince frequently patrolled the frontier, he was extremely familiar with the situation of his fiefdom, Dragonstone Island, and the Dragon's Lair.

If the battle wasn't directly between the dragons, then the problem lies with the dragon tamer.

"Could it be Imond?" Renilla asked first.

"No, brother!"

"Imond is a very good kid. He's cautious and won't do anything impulsive!"

Helena understands her brother.

Although Imond is competitive, he is by no means a reckless person, and he would not ignore Baylor's warning and provoke Vomisor.

"Let's resolve this first."

Beller turned and left the castle, and at that moment the Glutton sensed his thoughts and landed in front of him.

"Helena, ride your Dreamfire and guard against the Silverwing's pincer attack."

"Okay, brother!"

Then, Beller mounted the Glutton and, using his superior speed, stopped Vomisor, who was chasing the sheep thief.

"Roar—"

The glutton was the first to issue a warning shout.

Over the years, its size has grown gradually, and it is now comparable to that of a giant dragon.

It all comes down to who has more combat experience.

Without any hesitation, Vomisol pounced forward and began to bite at the glutton's neck.

In a state of extreme rage, it would not hesitate for a moment even if Vaghar appeared before it!

"Glutton, fly upwards, first disappearing into the night!"

Baylor's aim was to calm and appease, not to let the dragons fight each other.

Moreover, the gluttons are the main force attacking the Three Daughters Kingdom's city, and they absolutely cannot be harmed at this time.

The Glutton and Baylor were of one mind, and upon understanding the Rider's thoughts, they immediately vanished into the clouds above Dragonstone.