Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

"Hiss..."

Yang Yan suffered a secret loss, he screamed repeatedly as he was bitten, and soon he was covered in bruises.

The sheep thief didn't give the other party any room to resist. He locked his fangs on Yang Yan's neck, shook his head like crazy, and dragged with the sound of his wings.

Yang Yan was pushed to the ground on his back, stretched his neck to dodge, and pierced the sheep thief's abdomen with his sharp claws.

Stab!

The sharp claws first tore off a layer of lumpy horn, then pierced through the scales with great effort, hooking onto the flesh which was better than nothing.

If it weren't for the hot dragon blood oozing out from the sheep thief, Yang Yan would have thought that the other party had no flesh and blood, only a handful of rotten bones.

"Hiss..."

The fragile abdomen's defense was broken, and the sheep thief screamed, immediately released the dragon's kiss, and opened the distance with lightning speed.

Losing the suppression of the adult dragon's size, Yang Yan quickly stood up and spurted out a mouthful of golden dragon flames.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief screamed again, slapped his chest randomly, and ran away seemingly unintentionally.

Yang Yan was aroused by the smell of blood, and regardless of his injuries, he opened a dragon's kiss and pounced on the opponent's exposed neck.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got close, the sheep thief immediately counterattacked, tearing Yang Yan's body with his claws, and dragon flames spurted out from the withered dragon head.

boom--

The mud-like brown dragon flames hit his head, Yang Yan shook his head angrily, and bit the sheep thief's neck with all his strength.

I have to say that Yang Yan's talent is indeed not bad, and his fighting spirit is very courageous.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief neighed sharply, stabbed Yang Yan's chest with one claw, and pinched Yang Yan's neck with another claw, suppressing him again.

The age gap between the two dragons is huge, and their body shapes are even more disparate.

The sheep thief who felt the pain had a hideous face, looking extremely terrifying and ferocious.

The vertical pupils in the sunken eye sockets swept across Yang Yan's golden scales and pale pink wing membranes, and he bit the randomly flapping wings on one side with hatred.

It wants to tear off the wings of the opponent who is strong on the outside and strong on the inside.

"Hiss..."

Yang Yan struggled hard, and the golden dragon flame sprayed continuously, and the last bite penetrated into the bleeding abdomen of the sheep thief.

The sheep thief is huge, but his body is unusually thin, and his abdomen also appears slender.

Yang Yan's sharp dragon kiss pierced the scales, took two mouthfuls of hot flesh, and went straight to the internal organs in the abdomen.

"stop!!"

Aemond was shocked and shouted: "Sheep thief, get away!"

The battle between the two dragons had long disturbed the peace on the cliff. The strong wind that swept through them forced everyone back, each avoiding their own dragon.

No matter how much Aemond disliked the sheep-stealing ugly dragon, he knew that the mud dragon was fighting for him.

Rhaegar stopped Aemond's move to step forward and considered driving the glutton to separate the two dragons.

However, dragons are a dangerous species with hot blood and cold hearts. Once they fight with each other with real fire, it will be difficult for external forces to separate them unless they are separated by life and death.

"Hiss..."

Severe pain came from his abdomen, and the sheep thief screamed again and again. He kicked off Yang Yan with his claws, and at the last moment of separation, he suddenly tore at the opponent's wings.

Stab!

The dragon's snout with exposed fangs was released, and a two-meter-long gash was opened in Yang Yan's pale pink wing membrane, with scattered holes scattered around the edges.

An inconspicuous bite destroyed the originally gorgeous and majestic appearance.

"No! My Sunfire!" Aegon shouted in shock, as if it was being torn on him.

boom--

The sheep thief flapped his broad brown wings and flew into the air, spraying a puff of dragon flame to block Yang Yan's counterattack, and fled in embarrassment with only slight injuries on his body.

In the blink of an eye, it plunged into the black clouds and disappeared without a trace.

On the other hand, Yang Yan was covered in blood, with pieces of flesh and blood of varying sizes being torn off from his neck, ribs, and right leg, and ravines were plowed out of his golden scales.

The most serious thing was the large hole in the right wing membrane. Yang Yan flapped his wings in an attempt to pursue him, but he was teetering in mid-air, unable to control his balance.

Incompetent roared furiously and fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Aemond, look at what your dragon has done!"

Below, Aegon was distressed by Sunfire's miserable condition. He grabbed Aemond's collar and pulled his head away to see.

"Let me go, you idiot!"

Aemond's face was full of indignation, and he used both hands to break off Aegon's palm and struggled hard.

Aegon was heartbroken and said angrily: "Your dragon tore off Yang Yan's wings. It is the most majestic dragon!"

"Aegon, you were the one who attacked me first."

Aemond was unmoved and sarcastically said: "Also, the sheep thief is not my dragon, but he can make you pay the price. I hope he can fight until the end!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Sheep Thief and Yang Yan are fighting in a crushing manner. There is a significant gap between the two in terms of size, strength, and fighting skills.

In the fight to the end, Yang Yan will definitely die tragically on the spot.

"Shut up you two, you are brothers!"

Allison was about to explode, trying to separate his two sons who were entangled together.

Otto stood nearby, silently holding Aegon's clenched fist on his right hand and giving him a warning look.

Tonight, I lost the support of the great bachelor Melos forever, and it seemed that he was still in the crown prince's mind.

It would have been a good thing for his grandson Aemond to tame the sheep thief, reversing the losses on his side.

At a critical moment, brothers should not fight each other and make jokes.

The two brothers quarreled again, and the others stepped forward.

Helena and Daeron squeezed between the two, not only protecting Aemond, but also keeping Aegon away.

Rhaegar was pushed to the edge, and he really couldn't figure out when the two brothers had such deep hatred.

Benila and Renya were still young. They were trembling with fright from the dragon fight and the quarrel. Each of them hugged one of Rhaenyra's thighs and buried their heads, not daring to look.

Rhaenyra softly comforted the two adopted daughters, looked at Rhaegar helplessly, and whispered: "What should I do?"

Letting the two brothers quarrel is not the answer. Someone has to step in to solve the problem.

Rhaegar hesitated and naturally understood this.

Turning his head, his father looked anxious, his bare chest heaving violently, and he looked furious.

In fact, Viserys was furious.

He and his three sons succeeded in training the dragon together. It was originally a great joy, but it had to end in a mess.

Viserys looked angry and wanted to curse and force the brothers to separate as usual.

Opening his mouth, he suppressed the words of blame.

It's true that he is the father, but it is impossible for him to always resolve the dispute between two dragon masters.

Thinking this, Viserys glanced around twice.

Damon crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was watching a show happily.

Viserys was greatly disgusted, knowing that there was no hope for him.

Finally, he set his sights on his eldest son, and the father and son looked at each other.

"Rhaegar." Viserys breathed softly, just saying his name.

Rega understood instantly and solemnly said: "Leave it to me, father."

What he was waiting for was his father's approval.

He tried to educate several younger siblings as the eldest brother, but with little success.

The contact with Emond during the day made him understand the importance of blood, identity, and emotion.

Although he was the eldest brother, he was not born in the same womb as Aegon and the others, so he could not be trusted 100%.

This has a lot to do with his father's inaction.

Now that his father has consciously given him the right to discipline, he can manage his younger brothers and sisters in a normal manner.

"Aegon, calm down!"

Lei Ga stepped forward and dragged Aegon out of the crowd, staggering back without mercy.

"Rhaegar, what does this have to do with anything?" Aegon asked.

Aemond was equally dissatisfied and stared at Aegon eagerly.

Rhaegar looked calm and stood calmly in the center of the crowd, giving Aemond a cold look as he tried to step forward.

Aemond gritted his teeth secretly and froze in place under the pressure of his eldest brother.

Rhaegar turned his head, glanced at the dissatisfied Aegon, and said calmly: "Fighting is fun?"

Aegon was stunned for a moment and didn't dare to answer.

Rhaegar left a warning look on his face, looked at Aemond who was gritting his teeth again, and breathed out: "Have you regained some sense?"

This conflict was basically initiated by Aegon. Aemond was in a situation of being bullied, and he did not want to teach his younger brother too much.

Rhaegar stood like this between the two brothers, with the white lining at the collar loose, and the evening breeze exposed a little bit of the whiteness.

After several hesitations, Aegon mustered up the courage to speak.

"Aegon, I advise you to take care of your dragon."

Rega frowned slightly and spoke calmly.

Aegon immediately held back and walked towards Yang Yan angrily.

Seeing this, Emond said unwillingly: "It's him..."

"Shh!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Rhaegar stretched out an index finger towards him to signal him to keep quiet.

Aemond was forced to shut up and his face turned red.

Rhaegar sighed, rubbed his head, and said seriously: "Congratulations on being recognized by an adult dragon. You have proven yourself."

Without waiting for a response, Imond glanced at Helena and Darren and said calmly: "Good boy, it's time to go to bed at this time."

Darren looked timidly and hid behind Aemond.

The eldest brother was a little scared just now, he didn't dare to say anything.

Helena stood obediently beside Aemond's hand, lowering her little head and glancing around with adoration with her purple eyes.

She remembered that her brother taught Aegon a lesson like this when she was a child.

Rega had no intention of guessing what they were thinking, and could not refuse: "Now, you all go back to sleep and forget about the unpleasantness tonight."

Helena trembled, pulled Aemond, and whispered: "Let's go."

Darren nodded repeatedly, agreeing very much.

"Okay." Emond agreed reluctantly.

Allison was also overjoyed and planned to leave with his children.

Aemond took two steps, stopped suddenly, and said loudly: "Aegon, you haven't apologized to me yet."

Aegon paused and looked dismissively.

"Aegon, we are brothers, is it so difficult to live in peace?" Aemond gritted his teeth and said.

Rhaegar glanced at him, folding his hands on his belly and watching.

He wanted to see what true feelings Aemond could say.

Aegon walked to Yang Yan and ignored him.

Aemond stared at his back, his fists loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and murmured to himself: "Aegon, you owe me an apology, and I will make you pay the price."

After that, he broke free from Helena and Darren's little hands and walked back to the castle alone.

"Emond..." Allison stayed where he was, muttering absentmindedly.

Otto patted his daughter on the shoulder and comforted him: "Let him be alone for a while. Quarrel between brothers is normal."

Rhaegar's eyes flickered, silently watching Aemond's back.

He felt that Emond was a precocious child with his own plans.

Rhaenyra came over, took his hand, and said softly: "Let's go too, tell me what happened tonight."

Father and Aemond were suddenly out training dragons, and Rhaegar killed Grand Maester Meloth.

This is a big enough event to cause a stir in the mainland.

"I do have a lot to say."

Rhaegar sighed with emotion, looking up at the red trace in the night.

The red meteor seemed to be flying from one side of the sky to the other, and did not disappear for a long time.

After thinking for a while, he looked sideways at his father.

The death of Melos, the death of Boros, and the marriage between the dragon and deer families all had to be decided by the father.

Upon seeing it, Allison took off her cloak and covered her husband's naked upper body, and the two walked leaning on each other.

Rega raised his head slightly, winking and not disturbing.

Rhaenyra smiled and followed the group arm in arm.