Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"This feeling..."

Viserys knelt on the ground, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, as if he were naked and completely exposed.

In the spacious sanctuary, Queen Leila recited vows for her son, while Maester Daniel, Sir Shad, and others witnessed it from a distance.

As for the focus of everyone's attention, the silver-haired boy seemed to be fidgeting restlessly.

Then Queen Leila pressed her down with her hand.

"Are you willing to have a compassionate heart...?"

My mother's voice came from above.

However, Viserys felt his breathing become slightly rapid, and no one noticed that his face had turned red, as if the blood in his body was starting to burn.

He heard his mother's words, but Viserys could only nod blankly and say, "I promise," while raising his head slightly and looking around with a bewildered gaze.

The towering statues of the seven gods are looking down at the little figures below.

In the sanctuary on Dragonstone, the old woman's eyes are pearls, the Father's beard is gilded, and the stranger looks more like an animal than a human.

The statues were carved from the masts of ships that the Targaryen ancestors used to cross the sea from Valyria. Over the centuries, they have been painted, gilded, silvered, and inlaid with jewels.

There are also several altars in the church, with stained glass that reflect a dazzling light under the torches.

"It's so hot..."

Viserys felt a slight burning sensation as he pressed his palms against the temple floor, as if he were in a giant furnace where flames burned everything.

"Do not..."

"It's so hot."

However, everyone around seemed oblivious to this, except for Viserys, who appeared somewhat amiss.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Why do I have this feeling under the gaze of the Seven Gods?"

Viserys was puzzled, yet his body temperature continued to rise.

He knew that the coronation ceremony at this moment was very important, and he tried his best to remain composed and not reveal anything unusual.

However, his breathing became more and more rapid with time, as if Viserys was about to be melted by the flames. His skin, muscles, blood, internal organs, and bones were being burned into charcoal and eventually turned to ashes.

And at this time.

Queen Leila's long vows were finally finished.

Then the silver-haired woman removed the golden crown inlaid with rubies from her own head and gently placed it on Viserys's head.

"From today onwards."

"My child..."

“You are Viserys Targaryen III, King of the Andals, Rhoynar and First Men, rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the whole realm.”

Chapter 14 Wrath

Viserys, who was kneeling beneath the statues of the seven gods, finally could not hold on any longer.

The silver-haired boy's body temperature was alarmingly high, and his fair skin was even red, as if a furnace was scorching him inside his body.

Queen Leila, the mother, finally noticed her son's unusual behavior.

"Viserys!"

"what happened to you?"

However, the world spun around him, and his mind went blank from the heat. All the boy could see was his mother's half-squatting figure and her anxious face.

Then her body went limp and she fainted, her burning red cheeks pressed against the cold ground.

"Bachelor's degree!"

The newly crowned young king suddenly fainted, and chaos erupted within the sanctuary of Dragonstone.

...

Compared to this minor incident of the Targaryen remnants who fled to Dragonstone fainting.

at the same time.

In the distant land of King's Landing.

The all-powerful Tywin Lannister is furious; this is the real big deal.

No one would have expected, and they would find it hard to imagine, that the cunning and ruthless Duke Tywin Lannister would ever lose his composure like this.

wow-

The Lannister knights knelt on one knee, begging the Duke to calm his anger.

They have not forgotten the song "The Rainy Season of Castamere" that echoed over the ruins of Taber Hall, nor the land stained red by the massacre of entire tribes, regardless of age or gender.

Meanwhile, the Lannister soldiers who had escaped were now tied to stakes, awaiting the enraged Duke of Casterly Rock to skin them alive.

The reason for Tywin Lannister's fury was quite simple: the team he sent out to secretly hunt down Queen Leila and her young son Viserys had been almost entirely wiped out, except for a few who escaped.

Because of the time lag in information dissemination, this devastating news arrived a step too late.

The body of Kevan Lannister, Tywin Lannister's brother and most trusted right-hand man, was found a few days later and brought back to King's Landing.

Kevan Lannister's death was so gruesome that, apart from Lord Tywin Lannister himself, no one else could bear to look at him.

The women, who had never witnessed such a bloody scene, even ran to a corner and vomited violently.

Kevan's fatal wound was in his chest; he was stabbed through the chest from behind and died.

Then the enemy seemed afraid that Kevan was not dead and wanted to cut off his head, but for some reason, perhaps due to exhaustion, the sword got stuck halfway and did not cut him off completely.

So Kevan's body was transported back by carriage with half of his head drooping. His death was gruesome, and his body was already rotting and crawling with maggots. Even though the monks helped to tidy up his appearance, they could only barely stitch up the wound on his neck and could not cover up the stench.

now.

The tall and slender Duke of Casterly Rock had bloodshot eyes and a thick, golden beard that trembled slightly.

He couldn't believe that his own brother had died in battle, casting a shadow over this grand feast of reaping the fruits of victory.

even...

A sense of unease crept into my heart.

This was originally a celebration of dividing up the Targaryens, and the Lannisters were the last to act, but they were the most ruthless.

Everyone knew that if the Targaryens weren't wiped out, they would remain a ticking time bomb forever.

These guys with 'true dragon blood' will make them pay for their crimes sooner or later.

Everything had been going smoothly until Kevan suddenly died just as he was about to reap the rewards of victory. This would inevitably cast a psychological shadow on Tywin, who had already done something wrong.

The body of his old friend Aerys lay before the Iron Throne.

The massacre in King's Landing was a horrific spectacle, with the Lannister army, with his tacit approval, wantonly burning, killing, and looting under the guise of the 'new king'.

Rhaegar's wife and son, Princess Elia, and the body of Aegon were wrapped by his own hands in a gold and red Lannister cloak and offered to Robert Baratheon as a sign of his loyalty.

These scenes, stained with blood, kept flashing through his mind.

Blood debts must be repaid in blood.

It's still karma and retribution.

However, Tywin Lannister's back never hunched over, and his cold and ruthless face remained clouded with gloom.

He would not pass on this vague unease he felt to his vassals; he remained the Duke of Casterly Rock, wielding absolute power.

Then.

bang——

The middle-aged man, dressed in a red robe embroidered with brightly colored lions in gold thread, seemed to have finally lost control of his emotions.

Without warning, he kicked over the table in front of him, scattering its contents all over the floor.

"Targaryen!"

Then he drew his long sword from his waist and began hacking wildly at everything in the room.

If the death of his wife Joanna Lannister years ago took away the last bit of warmth from Tywin, then the death of his own brother Kevan Lannister has now taken away his composure.

The enraged Duke Tywin looked furious.

He hated the Targaryen family to the core, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to such lengths this time, almost wiping out all the dragon offspring.

Many years ago.

The things Aerys Targaryen did to his wife while drunk at their wedding remained a deep thorn in his side.

After this incident, Tywin sent his wife out of King's Landing and back to Casterly Rock, and he and Aerys, who had fought side by side in the War of the Ninepenny Kings, officially broke off their friendship.

Now that Tywin is enraged, all the Lannister knights and vassals who have accompanied him are terrified.

Only Gregor Clegane, known as the "Mountain," remained standing with his arms crossed, arrogant and domineering, seemingly unafraid of Lord Tywin's wrath.

No matter how furious Tywin Lannister was, he ultimately did not take his anger out on anyone else.

He simply executed all the deserters himself and ordered the specific details of Kevon's death to be concealed, using the excuse of an "accidental fall" to hold a grand funeral for his brother Kevon.

He also promised his brother's body that he would avenge him and wipe out the remaining Targaryens.

However...

Fire cannot be hidden in paper.

...

King's Landing, which had just been washed by blood and fire, seemed to have temporarily lost its urinous smell, and was instead enveloped by the stench of blood and decay.

In a narrow alley that only allows two people to pass at a time, almost every household has a white cloth hanging on their walls.

The night was dark.

The capital's guards had just patrolled past.

And at this time.