Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Since Kevan Lannister died at his hands, the course of the world has begun to change.

He might now be secretly regretting his impulsiveness, wondering if the Lannisters, who are known for their unwavering commitment to repaying debts, will launch a furious revenge.

If he had been hiding in the carriage without any help to assist Sir William, perhaps he would have agreed to Kevon's request to stop there.

Even if he does nothing, they can still escape to Dragonstone by following the trail.

but...

Will nothing really change if he does nothing?

Viserys watched as the longship, engulfed in flames, sank completely into the sea. Countless soldiers from both sides screamed as they fell into the ocean and struggled desperately, but to no avail. He was slightly lost in thought.

He knew very well that everything was made up of probability.

Perhaps even if he did nothing, or even if he had never come at all, if everything happened again, the trajectory would be different.

Moreover, if he does nothing, he will be crowned with a molten gold crown or some other form of death.

He didn't believe the Baratheon family would let him and his unborn sister go.

However, thinking about these things, he realized that his sister's birth was destined to take his mother's life, and his inner turmoil intensified.

After spending more than half a year together, he has truly integrated into this world. His mother, Queen Leila, is very good to him, and he doesn't want to lose her.

However, Viserys had no way to ask his mother to abort his sister, or to tell her that the child in her womb was destined to take her life.

He could only try his best to make his mother happy and relieve his depression, but Viserys' efforts did not seem to be very effective.

Even though Queen Leila forced a smile in front of her son, the deep sadness in her eyes was visible to everyone.

Mental illness is difficult to cure.

The deaths of her husband Iris and eldest son Rhaegar have become an unresolved wound in Leila's heart.

Viserys, his silver-gold hair slightly curled and tousled by the sea breeze, leaned against the windowsill, clutching his sword.

Then he let out a slow sigh.

...

On the other side of Dragonstone Castle.

"Ok?"

The faint sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet corridor, drawing the attention of all the mercenaries present.

"Someone?"

The leader of the Courageous Group narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp and cruel glint flashing across them.

He slowly pulled a dagger from his boot and held it in his hand.

He then turned to look at the burly man with the axe who had come up first. The man seemed a little flustered. He had just denied that there was anyone there, but he was proven wrong in an instant.

However, the mercenary leader did not dwell on these matters any further. He leaned against the black stone wall, his shadow swaying slightly, and carefully made his way step by step toward the dark corner, dagger in hand.

If someone is indeed hiding there, then that person is in big trouble. Although their main purpose for this trip is to kill the remnants of the Targaryens, he wouldn't mind sending someone on their way to their death if they were courting it.

The leader grinned maliciously, the dagger in his hand gleaming coldly.

The figure drew closer and closer to the dark corner, and he felt he could even hear the other person's tense breathing.

And at this time.

"Meow~"

He had reached the dark corner when he suddenly heard a faint meow coming from the other side of the corner.

"Is it a cat?"

The leader's cruel smile froze, and he paused for a moment, gripping the dagger in his hand. The other six mercenaries not far behind him also paused slightly, then breathed a sigh of relief, especially the burly man carrying a battle axe.

It seems to be a misunderstanding. There was no one hiding around that corner; rather, a little stray cat had wandered in and made a noise.

The misunderstanding has now been cleared up.

However, the mercenary leader gripped his dagger tightly and, just to be on the safe side, decided to double-check.

Then, pressing his body against the wall, he slowly poked his head out, revealing a bloodshot eye on the other side of the corridor corner.

The lights in this corridor were not very bright, and were even somewhat dim, with a torch lit only a long distance apart.

In the dim, almost imperceptible light, a small, pure black cat sat beneath a bonsai tree. Its eerie green eyes saw the man's head peeking out and his bloodshot, ferocious gaze.

Then he tilted his head slightly.

"Meow~"

It let out another questioning cry.

"It really is a cat."

The mercenary leader stepped out upon seeing this and began to curse.

At the same time, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. Their raid was extremely dangerous, and he didn't want any unnecessary complications.

However, what he didn't see was that beside the little black cat, behind the potted plant, a small figure was curled up, trembling nervously.

Princess Renis was naturally beautiful, but her forehead was slightly protruding. Just as she was trying to slip away, she accidentally bumped her forehead against the wall and fell on her bottom.

At that moment, Renis thought she was really going to die, but thankfully, Bellerion appeared just in time.

The little girl hid behind a potted plant, trembling, praying that the other person would not discover her.

Renis's prayer seemed to have been heard by the seven gods in the sky. After the mercenary leader confirmed once again that it was indeed a cat making the noise, he did not really argue with a cat.

Instead, they turned back to their companions.

The misunderstanding has been completely cleared up.

Chapter 26 Crisis Approaching

Standing on a stool, the boy leaned against the windowsill, the salty sea breeze blowing in his face, breathing in the faint smell of burnt and blood in the air, his silver-gold curly hair gently brushing against his fair forehead.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The distant bells had stopped ringing, but the boy's inner turmoil remained unabated.

He hated the feeling of leaving his fate in the hands of others, because this naval battle directly determined his life or death.

If the Dragonstone fleet is defeated, he, his mother, and Renis will have no way to escape, no matter where they hide.

After all, Dragonstone Island is only so big.

The sea was like a cage, imprisoning them here, with no room to escape.

Viserys decided to wait until after this incident, and if the Dragonstone fleet could repel the invading enemy, then he would do something to change his current situation.

For example...

He persuaded his mother to abandon Dragonstone and led the fleet to escape to the Eastern Continent.

However, Viserys also knew that it would be extremely difficult to achieve this, after all, Dragonstone was of great significance to the Targaryen family.

Although he had been crowned Viserys Targaryen III, he was still young, and even the title of 'king' was just a title; the guards at the gate wouldn't take him seriously.

A seven-year-old 'king' who had lost his throne and was on the run had absolutely no power; he needed his mother's approval even to command a servant.

On the entire Dragonstone, apart from the fleet commander, Queen Leila's words were the most decisive.

As Viserys was lost in thought, he suddenly seemed to have an idea.

Ever since being attacked by the Lannisters while on the run six months ago, Renis has developed a habit of having nightmares in the middle of the night.

The little girl was often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night, and then she would run to Viserys's house seeking comfort, crying her eyes out.

The two children's rooms were very close together; Renes's bedroom was right next to Viserys's, and only when she was holding her 'older brother' who was a few years older than her could the brown-haired little girl fall asleep peacefully once again.

Both of them were actually unfortunate people; Renis had also lost her parents.

Tonight, due to many matters, the old scholar passed away from illness, taking his last breath.

Immediately following was an attack by a fleet that appeared out of nowhere. Viserys was so preoccupied with his own thoughts that he momentarily forgot about Renis.

In the past, the sound of the bells outside had echoed throughout Dragonstone, and Renis should have been awakened long ago.

However, there has been no movement from Renis's bedroom so far.

Still half asleep?

Viserys tilted his head slightly, leaned out of the castle through the windowsill, and looked towards Renis's bedroom next to his.

Below him was a cliff tens of meters deep, with waves surging forward and crashing against the broken rocks below the castle.

Viserys had become much bolder, and he wasn't worried about accidentally falling when he leaned out like this.

However, when she peeked out and looked at the window next to her, she saw that Renis's bedroom was completely dark, without any light.

"He really doesn't look fully awake..."

"That's really strange."

His silver-gold hair fluttered in the breeze. The boy blinked, pondered for a moment, and then withdrew his outstretched body.

He picked up the short sword from the windowsill, hopped off the small stool, and quickly walked towards the bedroom door.

squeak-

Viserys opened the door to his bedroom.

Sure enough, two fully armed guards stood outside the door, wearing ring armor and long swords at their waists.

Viserys tried to leave, but was stopped by two guards.

"Your Highness."

The two guards looked at the young king with wry smiles. Although he had been crowned king, neither Viserys nor anyone else took it seriously.

The guards didn't even change their way of addressing him, still calling Viserys 'Your Highness'.

And now, unexpectedly, Sir William's prediction came true. His Highness is not content to stay in his room and will definitely find something to do.

However, this time they were wrong.

Viserys spread his hands slightly, a hint of helplessness in his expression, and then pointed to Renis's room next door.