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

The white horse passed by, and the moon passed by in a hurry.

Dragonstone Island, Stone Drum Tower.

In the bathroom, the pebbled pool is bubbling and the rich mist is steaming.

A figure was naked, with long silver-gold hair scattered around the edge of the pool, and his entire body was soaked in boiling water.

The figure was motionless, and faint snoring could be heard.

Crunch——

The bathroom door opened from the outside, and a figure walked in.

Her long silver-gold hair is tied back, she wears a black off-shoulder dress, and her bright purple eyes are full of brilliance.

Rhaenyra sat on her knees beside the pool, quietly watching the people in the water through the sultry water vapor.

After staying for a while, I seemed to be tired of it.

She curved her lips into a wicked smile, twirled a strand of hair that was hanging by the pool, and teased the other person's handsome cheek.

"Rhaenayla, you are so boring."

Rega turned his face away and muttered without opening his eyes.

Rhaenyra put down her hair, stretched out her hand to pinch the tip of his nose, and said with a smile: "Get up, father and the others are here."

A month has passed.

The two siblings hid deep in Dragonstone Island and hung out together all day long.

After the tourney, Viserys and Allison took care of the many guests and prepared the ship to go to Dragonstone.

The ceremony is about to be held, and the guests don't need to turn back, they are just in time to arrive.

"Go ashore when we get there. I'm very sleepy."

Rhaegar turned over in the water, raised his arms to hug Rhaenyra's waist, and pressed his cheek against the belly covered by the dress.

After a month, my originally flat lower abdomen became slightly curved.

The dress that used to fit perfectly was now a little tight.

According to the double confirmation of Archmaester Orwell and Maester Menas of Dragon's Lair, Rhaenyra is indeed pregnant.

It's just that he has a special physique and it was difficult to detect before.

By the time of the tournament, nearly two months had passed.

It is now exactly three months and the tire condition is stable.

Rhaenyra's eyes were full of helplessness, and she patted Rhaegar's back like a child, urging: "Don't make me say it a second time, do something serious."

"Why didn't I do the right thing?"

Lei Jialeng opened his eyes and complained: "I spent the whole night looking for that wild dragon last night, and I didn't close my eyes until dawn."

Rhaenyra put on a straight face and said bluntly: "Then have you found it?"

"Forehead……"

Rhaegar was speechless for a moment, and he rubbed his slightly swollen belly like a naughty boy, making it difficult for the baby in his belly.

The unknown wild dragon is very cunning, and occasionally flies to Dragonstone Island late at night to explore the towering Dragon Mountain.

The Huanlong people could not find the dragon shadow and could only find some traces of wild dragons in Longshan.

Last night, the wild dragon sneaked onto the island and disturbed the dormant Silver Wings.

Rhaegar spent the night driving Glutton to track him, but he disappeared in the night, and his whole night's work was in vain.

"Get up quickly, don't let me lecture you."

Rhaenyra tidied herself up before completely waking up the man in the water.

Calling softly at the door: "Daniela, come in."

The bathroom door opened, and a figure walked in with a tray in his hands.

She has silver-gold curly hair, white and transparent skin, and looks like Rhaenyra.

Daniella knelt down by the pool, put down the tray of clothes, and offered a bath towel.

"Get out!" Rega turned his head away, his voice flat.

Danila remained silent, glanced timidly at Rhaenyra, and then tiptoed out after receiving the signal.

boom--

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Rhaegar got out of the pool, hugged Rhaenyra, and nibbled on the bare neck.

"Rhaega, don't do anything bad."

Rhaenyra giggled happily, pushing him with both hands, yet enjoying the sweetness of their ears and temples rubbing against each other.

She knew Rhaegar was expressing dissatisfaction.

The illegitimate daughter fell into her hands, but she did not deal with it privately or drive them away.

Daniella stayed with her as a personal maid.

The younger Leila was given to Helena as a playmate.

She deliberately used this method to remind Rhaegar to take care of himself.

After a long commotion, water splashed onto the black skirt, outlining her graceful figure.

Lei Jia suppressed the ripples, stood up, dried his body, and put on the prepared clothes.

"Rhaegar, carry me out."

Rhaenyra's eyes were blurred, her whole body was numb, and she opened her arms to give orders.

Leaning over and kissing her smooth forehead, Rhaegar gasped: "You are the queen."

…

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.

Dragonstone Island, Dragon Mountain.

In a flat open space, several bonfires were lit, and thousands of princes and nobles gathered.

Targaryen, Velaryon, Celtigar, all the Valyrian bloodlines gathered together.

Everywhere in Longshan, giant dragons are either crawling or flying freely.

In the center of the crowd, two figures stood looking at each other.

Under her long silver-gold hair, she wore a red and white robe and a wide and tight burlap belt.

Rhaegar has a stoic face and his long hair is spread freely.

Rhaenyra looked forward to it, wearing an ancient wooden headdress on her head.

Under the watchful eyes of most of the nobles and lords of the Seven Kingdoms, a ceremony in compliance with ancient Valyria was carried out.

Rhaenyra lowered her head slightly, holding a sharp dragon crystal in her hand, cutting her lower lip, and a trace of bright red blood flowed.

Rhaegar held her hand and pointed the sharp dragon crystal at his lower lip, cutting a bloody mark as well.

Their index fingers each sipped a smear of blood and printed it on each other's foreheads, outlining a hazy mark.

This is an ancient Valyrian term.

The mark on Rhaegar's forehead is "blood".

The mark on Rhaenyra's forehead is "Fire".

The black dragon crystals continued to move, each scratching the palms of their hands, and blood flowed gurglingly.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra looked at each other, seemingly unable to feel the pain, and stretched out their bleeding palms to hold each other tightly.

A black and gold ribbon wrapped around the two palms, like a rope holding the two hearts firmly together.

On the periphery, Maester Menas of the Dragon's Den was holding his cane and reciting High Valyrian with great emotion:

"Two bloodlines merge into one."

Rhaenyra took a bronze wine cup, took a slow sip, and handed it to the other party.

"Gloomy flames, ode to shadows."

Rega stared at the other person intently, and steadily took the bronze wine cup.

"Two hearts come out together, and the fire peak embers."

In the eyes of many people, the bronze wine cup was pressed against his lower lip, and Rhaegar raised the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Menas's voice was deep and he recited the congratulations word by word:

"Tomorrow is promised in the cup, and the stars in the sky are witnesses."

"I swear to travel through time, day and night."

Beside the campfire, Viserys looked excited, witnessing the long-awaited scene.

With her lips trembling slightly, Allison, who was supporting her husband, vaguely heard the word "Emma".

Aegon, Helena, Aemond, and Daeron, the four younger siblings stood side by side, looking at their eldest sister and brother with solemn expressions.

This is a traditional ceremony of the dragon kings of ancient Valyria, surpassing the rites of the Seven in Westeros.

Bang!

The bronze wine cup fell to the ground, and the two siblings looked at each other and smiled.

Lei Jia probed his head slightly and opened his blood-stained lips.

Rhaenyra looked at him lovingly, tilted her head and leaned closer to respond.

At this moment, all the complaints were gone, leaving only lingering affection.

The figures gradually overlapped, caressing each other's necks, entangled endlessly like intoxication.

"Hiss-"

The glutton stands at the top of Longshan Mountain, its green vertical eyes overlooking the driver's grand ceremony, its head raised and roaring loudly.

"Hiss..."

Syrax kept neighing, fluttering its wings and hovering over the open space, unable to contain the golden dragon flames that spewed out.

They all try their best to celebrate the driver.

Immediately, the dragons were aroused by their emotions and roared unconsciously.

Dream Fire, Sea Smoke, Colakxiu...

Several giant dragons soared in the sky, and several giant dragons stood on Longshan Mountain to participate in this ancient ceremony.

I don’t know how long they lingered, but the two figures separated reluctantly.

Rhaegar smiled, and Rhaenyra pursed her red lips.

Their foreheads were pressed together, and they thought of a sentence in their hearts: "Blood and fire come from the same source!"