Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

This was his deepest secret, which he had kept hidden from everyone except his wife, with whom he had once contemplated suicide before the Battle of Winterfell...

"Aunt Lyanna? The truth?"

The Stark boys Robb Stark, Sansa Stark, Jon Snow, Theon Greyjoy, and even Brendan were all present.

They rarely heard their father mention Aunt Lyanna, so they looked on with curiosity when they heard the truth from Viserys.

"Rhaegar did not kidnap or rape Lyanna Stark; their relationship was a 'mistaken affair'."

"Rhaegar loved Lyanna, and Lyanna loved Rhaegar; they were truly in love..."

The nobles of the seven kingdoms looked at each other in bewilderment.

"impossible!"

Robert, upon hearing Viserys's words, flew into a rage, trembling with fury, and pounced on him.

But this time Viserys showed no mercy.

clang--

He drew his sword, Twilight, and with a single stroke, severed Robert's warhammer from its blade. He then plunged it into Robert's chest, piercing right through him.

puff--

Blood spurted out instantly, and the stag armor that had followed Robert through countless battles was as brittle as a sheet of paper.

"what?"

The change happened so fast that many of the nobles from the Seven Kingdoms present did not have time to react before His Majesty had already defeated Robert. Some noble ladies even gasped in surprise at the sight.

"My God."

King Robert, who had been so aggressive just moments before, was defeated in an instant after Viserys retaliated.

"Lyanna even bore Rhaegar a child, which she gave to his brother Ed to raise."

Viserys crouched down and looked at Robert, speaking into his ear, telling him alone, before turning away.

"Jon Snow".

Chapter 608 The Death of Robert

Robert Baratheon is dead.

He was defeated in the duel by the younger and stronger new king. Sometimes the rules of humanity are similar to the law of the jungle in the animal kingdom: natural selection and survival of the fittest.

After successfully seizing the Iron Throne, Robert did not diligently manage his kingdom. Instead, he quickly became decadent and began to squander his wealth, ultimately dying in a duel between the two kings.

Viserys severed his warhammer with a single sword stroke, just as his life had been tumultuous and magnificent, then with a backhand thrust, he plunged his sword into the chest, ending his life. The body fell into a pool of blood.

However, before Robert died, Viserys chose to tell him the truth.

The goddess he longed for didn't like him. What he thought was love was nothing but a pitiful unrequited love. In fact, his goddess eloped with someone else and had a child with him.

Of course, this is actually a very simple multiple-choice question.

A rough, uncouth man who spends his days drinking, whoring, and swearing, and another prince who is handsome, talented, and even has superb martial arts skills, capable of conquering the hearts of girls from seven kingdoms.

When mounted, he is a knight unmatched in the seven kingdoms; when dismounted, he can pick up a harp and play music that brings tears to people's eyes.

If everyone were Lyanna Stark, the choice would be quite easy.

Before the sword pierced Robert's chest, Robert didn't believe Viserys's words. However, when the sword pierced his chest and Viserys told him the truth in his ear, Robert turned his head to look at the somewhat bewildered brown-haired boy.

He saw a familiar figure in the boy's face.

Jon Snow's features are delicate and lively, much like the girl who captivated him at first sight; she also possessed a pair of grey eyes.

The contours of the boy's face were remarkably similar to those of his mortal enemy, whom he could never forget, especially his profile when he turned his head.

If it weren't for Viserys's reminder, the careless Robert might never have realized that his good brother Eddard Stark's bastard son's appearance was a perfect blend of Rhaegar and Lyanna...

These are the children of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna!

Seeing the child, Robert finally believed the truth Viserys had told him. His long-held beliefs crumbled. It turned out that the Targaryen family he had been relentlessly hunting had not killed Lyanna; the one who truly killed Lyanna was himself.

Rhaegar and Lyanna were truly in love, while he was just an insignificant passerby. Having figured all this out, Robert's body trembled uncontrollably, perhaps from the spasms of his muscles before death, or perhaps from the unbearable pain of not being able to accept it.

His eyes were bloodshot, and blood spurted from his mouth, staining his beard red. His gaze was fixed on his good brother Eddard Stark on the platform.

Ed's expression was complicated. He took a deep breath and lowered his head, not daring to look Robert in the eye.

However, Viserys's decision to make Robert a ghost was not meant as mockery. He actually respected Robert quite a bit. Robert did not back down in the war against the White Walkers, bravely resisting the army of the dead and taking on the responsibilities of a king. He was a worthy opponent.

In the end, Viserys told Robert that he didn't need to worry about what would happen to him after his death, and that he could leave in peace, as his wife and children would take care of him.

"Cough-cough-"

Robert Baratheon lay on the ground, his chest heaving like a broken bellows, and then coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

He heard Viserys's words and, with his last bit of strength, turned around to look at a boy behind Viserys's seat in the stands.

The boy had black hair, blue eyes, a kind and round face, and a sturdy build. He was holding a wine jug and pouring wine for Queen Ariane, unaware of Robert's gaze upon him.

“Gendley…”

Despite being an incompetent father, Robert still learned the boy's name from Viserys.

For some reason... he was willing to believe that Viserys hadn't lied to him.

A person who only had one breath left.

Moreover, Robert could tell at a glance that this was his son, who looked exactly like him when he was young.

Robert then watched the busy boy on the stage, repeatedly calling out the name. One wonders if, before his death, he regretted not treating his illegitimate children and their mother better, for these were his true flesh and blood, while Joffrey and Myrcella were someone else's children.

In his final moments, Robert's bloodless lips trembled as he whispered a thank you to Viserys in a voice he could barely hear, before he breathed his last and closed his eyes in peace.

Robert Baratheon died in the dueling arena, yet the entire arena was solemn; there were no cheers from the nobles and commoners of the Seven Kingdoms, only a deathly silence.

wow——

Then, someone started standing up and clapping, and then everyone started clapping.

The applause was given to this wonderful duel, to the victorious King Viserys, and also to bid farewell to King Robert Baratheon.

Viserys pulled the longsword from Robert's chest, wiped the blood off the sword with a piece of silk, threw it on the ground, and then handed Twilight back to his squire Robb Stark.

Robb.

"His Majesty."

The reddish-brown-haired boy took Viserys's sword, held it carefully in his arms, and then watched as King Robert's body was lifted onto the flatbed cart.

What does Robert's story teach us?

"I...I don't know."

Robb Stark was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and after thinking about it carefully, he still couldn't figure it out.

"Simps never get a good death."

"Remember, don't be a simp."

“Give Robert Baratheon a proper burial, to give him his final dignity.”

Viserys patted the boy on the shoulder, then gave him a word of advice before turning and leaving.

The death of the former king Robert Baratheon in the dueling arena marked the end of the public trial that had lasted for half a month.

His body was given a grand burial on a small hillside facing the sea outside King's Landing, but the farce left behind at the public trial was far from over.

People are talking about Cersei's revelation of the former queen's actions, but the most pitiful ones are the two children.

The Council debated whether Joffrey and Myrcella should be Lannisters, Heathcliffs, or Vishyr. Of course, the Baratheon surname was stripped away, since neither Joffrey nor Myrcella were King Robert's children.

If the Lannisters were still alive and still held power, they might have fought for the right to give their two children their surnames.

However, the Lannister family is now extinct, and Jaime and Cersei did not have a sacred marriage under the watchful eyes of the gods; they are bastards born from an affair and incest.

Ultimately, based on the principle that illegitimate children should be born in the place of their birth, Viserys issued a decree revoking Joffrey and Myrcella's titles of prince and princess, taking back their Baratheon family name, and renaming them Joffrey Viserys and Myrcella Viserys.

False Dawn

Chapter 609 A New Journey

early morning.

The sun is shining brightly.

The sunlight overhead was so bright that I had to squint to look into the distance from my horse.

The Gates of the Gods of King's Landing, the very gate through which Cersei surrendered the city, now stands as a farewell to soldiers about to embark on their campaigns.

tata tao...

The sound of horses' hooves echoed on the bluestone-paved road.

"Whoa—"

A group of knights in bright armor arrived at the edge of the city gate and reined in their horses. The leader was a knight with a weathered face. He was dressed in black, with a metal Ice Wolf medal pinned to his left breast. His once dark brown hair was now streaked with gray.

The knight stood on his horse at the edge of the city gate of the kingdom's capital, watching the endless stream of people coming and going, and a sense of melancholy and emotion welled up in his heart.

The last time they came to this city, they were rebel leaders, but this time they are leaving in a different capacity. He has become a lowly soldier in the Night's Watch and is about to embark on a journey to reclaim their homeland and the Wall.

Despite the many hardships and comings and goings, this city remains the same, with three hills rising and falling on this flat land.

The three-headed fire dragon banners fluttered atop the city walls, displaying majesty, grandeur, and awe-inspiring power. The kingdom's momentum was rising rapidly; they had been built in blood and fire, and now both sides of the Narrow Sea knew that a powerful nation was rising, destined to dominate all directions in the future.

The knight was none other than Eddard Stark, the former Duke of Winterfell. He stood on his horse inside the Gate of the Gods, waiting for the main force to arrive. He looked back at the red palace on Aegon Hill and was filled with emotion.

Several months passed in the blink of an eye, and a new year had arrived in the kingdom, the year 295 of the Aegonian calendar, the third year of the New Calendar.

Perhaps due to the inconvenience of changing calendars, the people of King's Landing have begun to use both calendars, while outside of King's Landing, more people still use the Aegon calendar or the Conquest calendar.

After Robert seized the Iron Throne, he renamed the Aegonian calendar to the Conquest calendar. Over the course of more than a decade, the Aegonian calendar was changed to the Conquest calendar and then to a new calendar. This was indeed a bit difficult for the ordinary people of the Seven Kingdoms, whose education level was so low that they didn't even have prenatal education.

However, all these problems will be resolved over time.