Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Sir Jeffrey hesitated slightly upon hearing Viserys's words. He sensed an element of untruth in the young king's words, yet the king's resolute tone at the end made him waver.

Queen Leila is dead, and the Maester died even earlier.

The old man felt he should play the role of a 'strict father' and absolutely not let Viserys go astray.

That would not only betray the expectations of the Queen and the Maester, but also betray the lord he had once followed, Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, Duke of Dragonstone.

The reason why the Dragonstone fleet and the old sergeant are still able to firmly follow the banner of House Targaryen is because of the prince's outstanding personal charm.

But now they seem to have another reason, at least for the old gentleman.

That is to nurture Viserys' growth.

The decisiveness, courage, and wisdom displayed by Prince Réga's younger brother, as well as his remarkable progress since meeting the second prince, are all remarkable.

All of this gave Sir Jeffrey a sense of hope.

The hope is that the Targaryens will regroup in the future, once again lead their armies across the seas to conquer the Seven Kingdoms, and crush Westeros under their feet.

"Since that's the case..."

The old knight stood before the map table, looking at Viserys, then removed his helmet, which gleamed with a metallic sheen and bore traces of blood.

Although the old knight was approaching sixty, his muscles under his armor were still very strong, and he had just killed a rebel with his own hands.

Sir Jeffrey removed his helmet, revealing his graying head, then placed the helmet in one hand on his breastplate and nodded slightly.

"I am willing to do it for you, Your Majesty."

After Sir Geoffrey finished bowing, he waved his hand and ordered his soldiers to drag away the barely breathing acting lord of Dragonstone.

Find someone to treat him, keep him alive for now, and prevent him from dying too soon.

He still needs the information from this Dornish man.

Then he left without looking back.

Viserys, standing before the throne, paused slightly upon seeing the old knight's actions. He then took a deep breath, wanting to say something but ultimately remaining silent.

At one point, the most pressing issue facing Viserys was how to inherit the legacy left by his brother Rhaegar.

Because he had the Targaryen name but was only an eight-year-old child.

This is an age where people tend to look down on you and it's hard to earn respect.

What ability did he have to make these soldiers, who had once followed his brother, obey his orders?

However, this problem now appears to have been resolved.

Sir Jeffrey has just expressed his willingness to support him.

Chapter 52 Hallucinogens

Noon on the second day.

A ray of bright sunlight shone into the room through the window, leaving a square patch of light on the floor, with a layer of fine dust floating above it.

The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks outside seemed endless. The fishermen's songs drifted on, but by the time they reached the castle, they were barely audible. Flocks of white seagulls landed on the castle rooftops, gazing into the distance.

Everything is in the past now.

War, storms, rebellion.

Only in the cracks between the castle's stone slabs could one detect traces of the battle that took place before dawn that day.

Inside the castle, the surviving soldiers and servants were busy cleaning the remaining bloodstains and human tissue from the crevices.

wow——

The soldiers carried buckets of ice-cold water down the stairs, the water flowing continuously down the steps.

Then the servants swarmed around and vigorously rubbed it with rags.

"Over here!"

"Clean them all thoroughly."

Sophia, the old maid who had followed them from the Red Keep all the way to Dragonstone, became the leader of the servants, directing them to clean the castle.

Amidst the bustling cleaning festivities, Viserys finally awoke slowly from his bed, raising a hand to rub his sleepy eyes. His long, silver-gold hair was somewhat disheveled, curling and obscuring the boy's beautiful eyes.

"ha..."

The boy sat on the bed, stretched his arms, yawned slightly, and then yawned.

"sleepy."

Viserys really wanted to go back to sleep, but unfortunately Renis wouldn't allow him to be so lazy.

bang bang bang-

Viserys was just about to lie down when he was jolted awake by a loud banging on the door. The drowsiness in his mind vanished instantly, and he became wide awake.

"Hey!"

"Viserys, time to get up, the sun's already high in the sky."

A girl's clear and sweet voice came from outside the door. Last night, Viserys had arranged for her to be moved to another place in advance, so she did not experience this battle.

In fact, these traitors' attention was focused on Viserys, the heir to the Targaryen family.

He was a boy, and naturally, he was a thorn in Baratheon's side.

"Damn it..."

Viserys felt a slight headache coming on when he heard the lively sounds outside the door.

Renis is lively and adorable with a carefree personality. Although she is young, she already shows signs of becoming a little devil. Without her mother's discipline, Renis is becoming increasingly unruly.

Viserys wouldn't bother with her, and no one in the entire Dragonstone could control this little princess.

Viserys responded and then sat on the bed, methodically dressing himself in his elaborate and gorgeous clothes.

Queen Leila had previously wanted to arrange a maid for Viserys to help him dress and bathe, but Viserys refused.

He only wanted to live alone in his own house, and then lock the door from the inside, so that Viserys would feel safe and be able to sleep more soundly and sweetly.

Furthermore, Viserys was not used to having others help him get dressed, even though he was just an eight-year-old boy and that part of his body was still a very tiny and cute 'little thing'.

But he still had a strong sense of privacy and refused to be seen by these older women.

Therefore, Viserys took care of all his daily life by himself.

The boy stood in front of the silver-plated round mirror, and a cloud of black mist gradually spread out. However, Viserys calmly ignored the other party, continued to look in the mirror, and then straightened his collar.

This mysterious black mist has been with Viserys for more than half a year. Viserys went from being afraid, curious and exploring at the beginning to getting used to it now, and calmly straightened his collar while ignoring the other party.

However, the black mist continued to churn slowly, and the black smoke that escaped dissipated into the air, exuding a mysterious and eerie aura. No one else could see the black mist that had appeared in Viserys's field of vision.

The boy then looked away from the silver mirror, turned and left the bedroom, while the black mist behind him churned and slowly dissipated.

"Hey, why are you up so late today?"

As soon as Viserys came out, the little brown-haired girl pouted and clung to his arm, complaining.

Because she wasn't at Dragonstone last night, Renis didn't know what had happened, and naturally had no idea why Viserys was up so late.

Because Viserys had just finished dealing with everything when it was barely dawn, he had time to go back to his bedroom, remove his leather armor, and then go to bed.

"His Majesty."

"Lord Jeffrey is waiting for you in the hall."

A guard standing outside saw Viserys, bowed slightly in greeting, and then spoke.

Then, seeing Viserys's gaze shift over, the guard glanced at Renis and added in a low voice.

"They say... there's been some progress on what happened last night."

Viserys paused for a moment, then his expression became clearer; he understood what the guard meant.

It must be the illegitimate son who was captured last night. His mouth has been pried open, and Sir Geoffrey believed that he had obtained relatively important information from him, so he rushed over to tell him.

"Go to the library hall."

After Viserys regained consciousness, he handed Renis over to the guards.

He didn't want the girl to be exposed to these things too early, after all, what happened more than half a year ago was still a psychological shadow for Renish.

As her uncle, Viserys would naturally do his best to spread his wings and protect Renis's safety.

The young king then strode towards the Hall of Illustrations.

...

Soon after.

Viserys arrived and met the old knight who had been waiting for him. He then received some shocking news from the old knight.

"what?"

Upon hearing this news, Viserys froze on the spot, somewhat incredulous.

"Sir, do you mean that this despicable bastard gave my mother and me large amounts of hallucinogens?"

last night.

Sir Geoffrey brought David Shad back to the camp like a dead dog, then strangled him and interrogated him through the night.

The other party seemed to have given up hope of survival and blurted out everything they knew in one breath.

The acting lord of Dragonstone bribed the cooks to put hallucinogens in the food of Queen Leila and Viserys.

This illegitimate child hoped to kill the mother and child silently and without attracting anyone's attention.

After all, with the 'Mad King' as a cautionary tale, it's understandable that the Targaryen family might have a gene for madness in their bloodline.

Queen Leila's later condition was clearly due to the effects of hallucinogens.

As for Viserys, even this traitor didn't understand why.

He even increased the dosage of the hallucinogen to a large level, yet Viserys still did not experience any abnormalities.

"How could this be..."