Chapter 589 The Sigh of the Sea Serpent
In the morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Rhaegar inspected the port as usual, and the sailors were busy.
"Your Majesty."
As soon as he approached, the sea snake got off a large ship and greeted him respectfully.
"How are the supplies prepared, Lord Corliss?"
Rhaegar looked up and saw herds of goats being driven onto the ship.
The sea snake was very confident and assured: "Don't worry, it's enough for three dragons to eat for a month."
"That's good."
Rhaegar responded and continued to look around.
He had a hunch that the other party had something to ask for.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
Sure enough, the sea snake bowed slightly and took the initiative to bring up the topic.
Rhaegar retracted his gaze and smiled: "Tell me."
Very curious, what the old sea snake wanted.
"Recently, pirates near the Stepstones have become more rampant, which has seriously affected maritime transportation."
The sea snake said seriously, "In my opinion, Prince Aegon's Sun Flame was injured, and we should send a reliable fleet to deal with it strictly."
"Oh, which fleet should we send?"
Rhaegar pretended to be surprised and glanced at the large ships in the port that were all flying seahorse flags.
"As you can see, I am leading the entire fleet of the Velaryon family this time."
The sea snake showed pride and recommended: "The Smoke Sea is very dangerous, but you don't need all the ships to accompany you. Leaving half is enough to deal with the pirates."
Rhaegar laughed dumbly and said, "Not a bad suggestion."
Seeing the dozens of large ships in the port, almost all the capital of the Velaryon family was spent.
Leaving half to clear the pirates is the same as leaving Aemond.
It's all for their respective families, there's nothing to say.
"I thank you on behalf of the sailors, Your Majesty."
The sea snake knew it well and thanked sincerely.
Rhaegar waved his hand and said slowly and methodically, "Is there anything else you need before we set off?"
The Sea of Smoke is full of dangers, and less than eight out of ten people survive.
As a mortal, the sea snake can only rely on its fleet to fight against the smoke and salt, so it should not be stingy with its tolerance.
Hearing the king's initiative, the sea snake had an idea and said decisively: "Your Majesty, I have a first mate who once saved Prince Maekar and me. He is an upright and loyal young man."
"I know, Adam, right?"
Rhaegar's eyes flashed, and he detected a strange breath.
"Yes, it's him."
The sea snake admitted generously and tried to raise his words: "I will go to the Sea of Smoke with you, and he will command the fleet of the Velaryon family. I believe he is much more reliable than a little girl like Rhaena."
Rhaegar put away his smile and heard something unusual.
The sea snake clenched his big hands, hesitating a little: "Rhaena is too young to command the unruly sea army, but more suitable for court duties."
Rhaegar frowned slightly and looked him up and down.
From the details of his body, it can be seen that he must have struggled hard when he said this.
However, he gave a lame excuse.
Rhaegar's momentum changed, and he said sharply: "Lord Corliss, Rhaena is the heir you chose. I don't think the master of Tidehead Island needs to be proficient in navigation."
"Of course."
The sea snake took a deep breath and finally tried: "But a little girl who starts to feel dizzy before getting on the boat can hardly lead the Velaryon family to serve the country."
Ask yourself, the longer you are in contact with the Targaryen family, the more you can see through the complexity of people's hearts.
Compared to the granddaughter who is separated by a layer of blood, he prefers the illegitimate son who is also salt and sea.
Rhaegar heard the deep meaning and said unhappily: "Lord Corliss, Rhaena is the daughter of Laena, a dragon with blood and fire."
"That's just a little dragon that never grows up!"
The sea snake was excited for a moment, and the volume rose in vain.
Rhaegar's face turned cold, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
What a joke!
At the beginning, he begged and made a fuss to adopt Rhaena to the late Laenor to inherit the family business of Tidehead Island.
Now that he has raised a smart and capable illegitimate child, he wants to throw him away like a worn-out shoe.
What do you think of Targaryen blood?
Rhaegar sneered and was about to scold.
"Corliss!"
Suddenly, Rhaenys's low voice sounded, interrupting the conversation between the monarch and the minister.
Rhaegar raised his eyebrows and looked at the deck of the big ship.
Rhaenys appeared at some point, leaning on the board with her elbows, staring at her husband and nephew.
"Aunt."
Rhaegar greeted her, frowning in his heart.
The mental power was consumed too much, and the vigilance was greatly reduced.
He didn't even notice someone above his head.
"Your Majesty."
Rhaenys nodded slightly, looked at her silent husband again, and said in a muffled voice: "Corliss, we haven't finished talking about what we just said."
"Your Majesty, I still have ships to check."
Corliss was disappointed and bowed to leave.
Rhaegar didn't stop him, looking up at his worried aunt.
Rhaenys pretended to be strong and changed the subject: "Daemon is back."
"I saw it."
Rhaegar nodded, and said: "Very ostentatious, not like frustrated."
Rhaenys thought about it and told the truth: "I returned the dark sister to him."
"I saw it too."
Rhaegar looked surprised and waited for the next words.
Rhaenys no longer hesitated and said bluntly: "Daemon is an inseparable part of the family. It is a good thing for the family and him to be the prince of the dragon clan."
Over fifty years old, can best see through people's hearts.
What Daemon pursued throughout his life was nothing more than the word "recognition".
Return the Dark Sisters to him and take over the responsibility of the Dragon Prince.
Only then can we tie an endless yoke to the prodigal prince.
Hearing this, Rega was startled, lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
He had never imagined that Daemon would be the Dragon Prince.
From the bottom of my heart, a good uncle is an unreliable existence.
Rhaenys said nothing, quietly waiting for her nephew to make a decision.
quite a while.
The waves are lapping gently and the salty sea breeze is blowing.
Lei Jia's thoughts were surging, and there were thousands of words buried in his heart. He only said: "The trip to the sea of smoke will give him a chance to prove himself."
After saying that, he turned around and left the port.
…
At noon.
Everything was ready and the fleet set off from the port.
"Hiss... Ga..."
A giant snake-like scarlet dragon glided past, roaring across the vast sea.
Wuwuwu——
The horn sounded and the seahorse flag waved.
The sea snake looked solemn, wearing silver-gray armor, standing at the front of the deck.
The large ships moved one after another, comparable to a medium-sized fleet.
"Bless the Mermaid King!"
The sea snake murmured, looking back at the ships in the harbor.
Half of the warships then sailed out and sailed towards the Stone Step Islands.
On the first warship, there was also a silver-haired and dark-skinned figure.
The sea snake was fascinated by what he saw, and secretly prayed: "I hope my choice is right and I can return smoothly."
"Hiss!"
Suddenly, a dark young dragon flew overhead, its scarlet wings flapping vigorously, and the sails of the ship rustled in the strong wind.
The sea snake's body swayed, and its eyes stared at the dragon without blinking, with extremely complicated emotions.
Once upon a time, the eldest son also tamed Haiyan when he was young, and rode the young dragon to sail around with him.
…
High tower, the queen's palace.
"Look, grandpa is setting off!"
A few children were noisy, and Renya lay down by the window, looking at the fleet of ships sailing out densely.
"Bloodworms are so cool."
Aemon and Baenilla held hands, admiring the fleeting shadow of the scarlet dragon.
"Okay, let's all go play."
Rhaenyra leaned on the bedside tiredly and coaxed away a few lively children.
The estrangement between siblings made her physically and mentally exhausted.
"Oh~"
The children are very sensible and well-behaved and go out together.
Rhaenyra sighed sadly and walked to the bed.
"Hiss-"
The roar of the dragon, as dull as a bell, resounded for dozens of miles around, causing the tables, chairs and benches in the tower to shake slightly.
Rhaenyra peered out at the cliffs that spanned the shore.
call--
A huge creature as black as coal took steps, its sharp dragon claws crushed the rocks, and spread its wings to quickly rise into the air.
I saw the dragon shadow flashing past, swaying across the fleet, like a curtain covering the clouds and the sun.
The first two dragons are in front of it, making them appear small and agile.
Rhaenyra was in a daze, her eyes resting on the tall figure on the black dragon's back.
Boom!
There was a knock on the door, and the voice of the female companion Elena came.
"Your Majesty, can I take a shower?"
Unable to wait for a response, Elena dressed as a maid pushed open the door and entered, holding a basin in her hand.
Rhaenyra held up the window sill and let her companion comb her silver hair into long, delicate braids.
"Are you okay?"
Elena asked cautiously with worried eyes.
Rhaenyra was in a daze for a moment, then turned her head to see the clan sword "Light of the Kingdom" hanging on the wall.
At this time, the fleet turned into a black spot the size of a chess piece on the sea.
The three dragon shadows disappeared one after another, and no trace could be seen.
As if fascinated, Rhaenyra walked to the wall, took off the "Light of the Kingdom", and pulled out the sword with a snap.
Stunned——
The sword light was sharp and the sky was buzzing.
Rhaenyra held the sword sideways, as if looking for sustenance in it, and her confusion gradually faded away.
She is the Light of the Kingdom, the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms and the Dragon-riding Queen.
Target Queen Visenya.
In Rhaegar's absence, she would maintain the peace of the Seven Kingdoms.
"His Majesty."
Elena was frightened and did not dare to approach the "Light of the Kingdom".
Rhaenyra glanced back and said surprisingly firmly: "I'm fine."
…
Roofless Dragon Cave.
"Roar——"
In the dim hall, a rough whine echoed.
Lanner wore a white gauze dress and sat on the edge of the dragon pit.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye?"
Mesalia stood a little further away with the curly-haired puppy in her arms.
Lanner shook her head slightly and said calmly: "Damon is not a child-loving person, and neither am I."
"That's right. He walked away after making a promise, which is in line with his usual style."
Mesalia shook her head and laughed, full of disappointment and self-deprecation.
"This time it's different."
Lanner's voice was soft, and she raised her pale and thin cheek, exuding an inexplicable confidence.
Damon has met her, and the two have been affectionate for a long time.
The other party made no guarantees, but was extremely firm in saying that he would capture a young dragon and bring it back.
Mesalia frowned deeply and hesitated for a moment: "Maybe."
…
Mill, Governor's Palace.
"Hiss..."
The light gray dragon shadow flickered, burrowed into the lush green garden, and curled up its huge body.
"Where is it?"
Castor wears coarse linen clothes and holds a bamboo stick, completely dressed as a Castor man.
As soon as she ran out, sisters Beron and Dany chased after her.
Then I saw Castor's crooked nose with scars, and shouted carelessly: "Come out, cowardly dragon!"
"Don't shout, you don't have to do this."
Belron looked embarrassed and spoke to stop him.
"It's fine!"
Castor raised his chin and slapped the barren hillock: "Play hide-and-seek with me, and I'll drive it back to Dragonstone."
"Your Highness!"
At this moment, Xilu came lightly, with fluffy brown curly hair that was slightly greasy.
Belron turned his head, a little surprised.
Xilu bent down and whispered in his ear.
"What!?"
Belron widened his eyes and said in shock: "Braavos and Pentos sent a fleet?"
