MTL - Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day-Chapter 261 Sea serpent conspires with Daemon

Chapter 261 The Sea Serpent and Daemon conspired

Rhaegar's eyes gradually sharpened, and he became extremely wary of this giant dragon he had never seen before.

Any dragon not under Targaryen's control is a disaster.

The dragon fight on the clouds became more and more intense, and dragon flames streaked across the sky.

Rhaegar felt cold in his heart and tried to change his perspective.

 He has [Dream Vision] and can explore more secrets in dreams.

However, the field of view only moved up slightly and was always stuck under the clouds.

There seemed to be a force that prevented him from seeing the truth above the clouds.

 “Hiss!”

 “Hiss…”

His movements gradually intensified, and the hot spring water was stirred, making waves.

These giant dragons, some big and some small, are fighting each other on the vast sea.

 The outside world.

A small hand opened a corner of the bead curtain, and the fine water drops hanging on the curtain dripped down.

The voice of dissuasion had no effect, and instead he was pushed away by someone's hand.

Rhaegar has often suffered from nightmares in recent years, and his nerves have become increasingly tense day by day.

Suddenly, a giant dragon glided over Rhaegar's head, its snout spraying out a column of fire-like dragon flames.

Hearing a familiar call, Rhaegar opened his eyes suddenly and let out a hoarse roar.

Rhaegar's eyes were bloodshot, his chest was heaving violently, and his brain was dizzy due to lack of oxygen due to the sudden rise.

 …

 “Hiss!”

 She was wearing a light gauze dress, half-hidden under the mist.

 “Get out of the way, there is no place on Rhaegar’s territory that I cannot enter.”

Boom—

 “Rhaegar, it’s me.”

Rhaegar turned his head and looked around. Giant dragons whose appearance was unclear were soaring over, spitting dragon flames at each other.

Rhaenyra approached with gauze in hand and looked at the other person worriedly.

 A depressed voice persuaded.

 A burst of meteors streaked across the sky, like **** of fire, falling densely.

 “Heavy snow…fire…”

Rhaenyra saw something was wrong, stepped forward barefoot, and said nervously: "Rhaegar, wake up."

 “Dragon…” Rhaegar looked confused and looked around for traces of the dragon.

 Outside the hot spring pool.

 She heard the roar of the glutton and looked for Thousand Faces Island in particular.

  Immediately afterwards, he sat up from the hot spring with a crash and looked around cautiously.

 Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to learn the harp to relieve your gloomy mood.

“Princess, the prince is bathing in it, you can’t go in.”

 Meteor showers fall rapidly, hitting the frozen ice surface and setting off surges of ice and cold water.

Lega was startled and subconsciously reached out to block him.

When Rhaegar opened his eyes again, the dragon disappeared.

Rhaenyra slowly walked into the bath, tilting her head and stroking her long hair with her hands.

At this time, Rhaegar was immersed in a dream that was gradually turning into a nightmare, with a trace of horror on his pale face.

 In an instant, heavy snow covered the sky and the sea surface condensed into ice.

 The entrance is made of white stones, and a bead curtain blocks the view.

　　Wow…

 At this moment, several dragon roars sounded, converging from two directions.

A long white leg crossed the threshold, water drops dotted on the smooth and moist skin.

At the same time, a snowflake fell and fell on Rhaegar's long eyelashes.

There was a commotion in the sky, wind and clouds surged, and the sky changed suddenly.

Rhaegar was murmuring in his sleep, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his body was tense and his head was shaking.

Turning her head, Rhaenyra saw Rhaegar soaking in the hot springs, and called out softly: "Rhaegar~~"

Holding his dizzy head, Rhaegar stared at Rhaenyra helplessly, the bloodshot eyes receding and a moist sheen appeared in his eyes.

 Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Nono couldn't help but said: "Sister."

Rhaenyra couldn't help but feel moved when the words came to her ears, and she quickly walked to the hot spring pool where Rhaegar was sitting.

Rhaegar hadn't called their relationship this fragile for a long time.

 The last time was when he was young.

At that time, Rhaegar also woke up from the nightmare, holding her in his arms and shaking slightly.

 “Don’t be afraid, are you having another nightmare?”

With eyes filled with concern, Rhaenyra knelt down by the hot spring pool and pulled Rhaenyra into her arms.

Rhaegar moved his position accordingly, resting his head on a soft place in a daze, and hugged his waist with his hands.

 He had a headache and his heart was beating wildly.

 The depressive feeling when he woke up from the dream made him slightly breathless.

 He didn't know whether it was fear or insufficient blood supply due to dizziness.

"Rhaenayla, I had a dream, a very bad dream."

Rhaegar's voice was weak, and he rubbed his cheeks hard, trying to get as much warmth as possible.

Rhaenyra patted his back gently, lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead, gently but firmly: "Don't worry, I will always be by your side."

 She didn't know how to comfort her, and she couldn't share Rhaegar's fear.

 But she would stand by Rhaegar's side and be his haven.

"Rhaenaela, I dreamed that a child died, and the dragon he was riding on was attacked by a dragon and fell into the sea."

Rhaegar closed his eyes tightly, thinking of a similar dream three years ago, and subconsciously said it.

Rhaenyra rested her forehead against hers, caressed her cheek with compassion, and softly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it's all a dream. No one will be attacked by a dragon."

 “No! You don’t understand, I’ve seen it all.”

Rhaegar reacted a little fiercely. He opened his trembling eyes and said in a trembling voice: "That child looks exactly like me when I was a child."

Rhaenyra was startled when she heard this, and looked at him in astonishment.

Rhaegar pursed his lips and said nervously: "There is also the dream just now. It was also a child fighting a dragon. In the dream, it started to snow heavily."

 When he spoke, he breathed out hot air and his legs stirred up the water.

 Beneath him, a thick tree root stretched out, its skin dry.

Rhaenyra was a little at a loss and asked cautiously: "What is the connection between these two dreams?" Hearing that the two children were in danger one after another made her calm heart suddenly twitch.

“My dreams will not appear without reason, they must be prophetic.”

Rhaegar felt a chill run down his spine, and he worriedly expressed his guess: "Those two children are my children!"

"What will happen if they are in danger...?" Rhaenyra listened in rapt attention, and her mind was aroused.

　　Wow…

Rhaegar moved his body, turned around and faced Rhaenyra, staring straight into her purple pupils.

A few meters away from the two of them, a weirwood tree that had lost its leaves was rooted here, its branches like ferocious claws.

On the tree trunk, a terrifying face with bleeding eyes stared at the two siblings who were closely dependent on each other.

Rhaegar looked confused and said absentmindedly: "It is very possible that... he will lose his life!"

 He knows the terrifying aspects of dragon fighting best.

 If you are not careful, you will be killed by the dragon flames.

 The two related dreams must be the dreamwalker's talent warning him.

Rhaenyra's face darkened when she heard this, her eyes flashed in confusion, and she stretched out her hand to touch her flat belly.

Rhaegar’s children, aren’t they...

 It took a while before she broke free from her uneasiness.

Rhaenyra stared into Rhaegar's eyes with anger, biting her lower lip: "Whose dragon is in the dream, Aegon or Daemon?"

The only children she could think of who could threaten Rhaegar's children were her half-brother and her uncle, who had ulterior motives.

 Especially Dimon, she was heavily suspicious of him.

Rhaegar and Daemon had a deep hatred for each other and never got along.

 There have been rumors recently that Daemon is stirring up trouble on the Stepstone Islands and seems to have some big plans.

Rhaenyra could not help but be wary.

That wasn't just a nightmare, it could also concern her heirs.

 “Not sure, but I don’t think it’s them.”

Rhaegar raised his head, doubts flashing in his eyes.

 Two dragons appeared in the dream, one with green scales and the other with dark red scales.

 Unlike Kagero or Colaxiu.

Unable to get an answer, Rhaenyra gritted her teeth and took Rhaegar into her arms.

 Only in this way can she feel at ease.

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A gust of breeze blew through the bead curtain, blowing the steaming mist and covering the ferocious-looking weirwood trees.

Rhaegar lay on the soft surface and whispered softly: "Rhaenyra, I feel that there is a curse surrounding Targaryen. The end of one nightmare is the beginning of another."

This feeling had its seeds when he was unable to remove his father's cut.

 At this moment, this idea is becoming more and more ingrained.

Rhaenyra hugged Rhaegar like a child, her chin lowered her silver hair, and she bit her lips: "Hush! No one can hurt us, the dragon's flame will drive away evil."

 “You’re right.” Rhaegar’s voice was soothing, and his mind gradually calmed down.

 He was a little frightened by the heavy snow and meteor shower in the nightmare, so he said all the words at once.

Rhaenyla should not know about these prophecies.

 Adds a bit of bad mood.

 After a long time, we separated our arms.

Rhaenyra was sitting by the hot spring pool, her calves dipping into the water.

Rhaegar lay on her lap, counting the troubles he had learned recently.

After a while, he rubbed his cheek, pinched a corner of the veil, and whispered: "Rhaenyra, why are you wearing a veil? This is disrespectful to the hot spring."

 “Go and think of some good things.”

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and said fiercely: "You took over Thousand Faces Island, and that green man claimed to be the guardian of the island and stopped me from entering."

 Had it not been for outsiders, she wouldn't have had to wear gauze.

 In the thick mist, it will get wet quickly and it will not feel comfortable at all against the skin.

Lega smiled dryly and said: "Don't be angry, Gal is still somewhat capable. He is a very clever witch doctor and gardener."

"snort!"

Rhaenyra snorted softly, and kicked someone hard with her feet in the water.

“Oh, Rhaenyra, your kick hurts me.”

Rhaegar was pitiful, hugging his thigh tightly and not letting go.

Rhaenyra turned her head proudly, her small earlobes flushed.

 …

 Chaotou Island.

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The flames danced in the fireplace, illuminating the dim room.

The room has a luxurious layout and is filled with the sweet smell of burning fragrant wood.

 On the fireplace, there is a round table and two chairs.

The sea serpent was sitting on a chair next to the hot fireplace, covered with a blanket.

 At this time, the sea snake had a serious face, lowered eyebrows, and long hair spread over his shoulders.

 Three years later, his physical injuries have long since healed.

 But the pain in my heart cannot be healed.

“The Three Women’s Kingdom is still ready to take action, selling a large number of goods and slaves, and they are accumulating strength.”

 A voice came from the other side, magnetic and deep.

The sea snake picked up a piece of firewood and filled it into the fireplace. He stared at the fire and said in a deep voice: "In the last war, the burning of the dragon laid the root of the disaster. Now the nine free trade cities are hating Targaryen and Velaryon." family."

 In other words, hating the dragon.

The other party did not speak, and laughed playfully.

The sea snake stretched out its hand and approached the scorching flames, feeling the roasting on its dark skin, and murmured to itself: "It has laid not only the root of disaster, but also an unprecedented opportunity."

“Seize this opportunity, and the whole world will change and tremble.”

As he spoke, the sea snake slowly turned its head and cast a cold gaze.

 On the other side of the round table, there is a wine cabinet with bottles of wine behind it.

A man was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and a smile on his face.

Under the light of the fire, Daemon's unruly and handsome face was revealed.

Damon crossed his hands, his eyes dimmed under the firelight, and fell into deep thought.

 (End of this chapter)