Chapter 53: Journey to Nightsong City

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Jakaris's dragon is still young. The brown-black-haired boy, like Dragon Zell, always makes people ignore their age because of his overly mature behavior. In fact, Jakaris is only nine years old this year. Perhaps in response to the old saying in Westeros about children with doubtful bloodlines, both Xiaojie and Xiaolu grew up faster than children of the same age. Of course, he didn't go anywhere fast, that's why Aslan Rondel recognized his courage and ability so readily.

After all, being able to persist for so long in front of a seventeen-year-old boy is enough to prove that Jakaris is indeed somewhat famous.

"Hiss~"

Warmax carefully climbed out of the dragon's lair. In front of it, the majestic mountain Warmaxor narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to be recharging his energy. Womax carefully glanced at the senior dragon, which was many, many times bigger than him. Seeing that it ignored him, he rubbed himself against Jakaris who had changed into a riding outfit with a three-headed dragon pattern.

"Valar, the castle will be handed over to you while I'm away." Longzell, who was wearing a riding uniform with patterns of silver dragons and laurel leaves, patted his younger brother on the shoulder. "If something happens to Dorn, please contact me immediately for major matters. You can decide the minor matters yourself. You don't have to worry about the construction of the territory. There are professional people doing it."

"I understand, brother, don't worry, I won't do anything I don't understand." Valar promised. Long Zell can trust his brother in this regard. Although Valal is not very smart, he knows how to It is a very simple principle to leave the things you understand to those who understand.

Longzell nodded, turned and walked towards Wormisor.

The giant dragon slowly raised its head and lightly bumped Long Zell's chest. Long Zell conveniently hugged the dragon's mouth, which was larger than his entire body. "Man, we're off again."

The giant dragon nodded slightly and lay down. Longzell grabbed the rope ladder and climbed onto Wormisor's dragon saddle with a groan.

Jakaris is much simpler. He doesn't even need to climb, he can just jump onto Womax's dragon saddle.

Similar to its owner, Womax also grew up very fast. Perhaps because he was kept free in Dragonstone and Dragon's Nest City, Womax still looked very majestic.

Of course, you can’t compare with Wamisol.

"Xiaojie, please fly with me to save Womax's energy." Longzell grabbed the handle on the dragon saddle and shouted to Jakaris below.

"Yes, sir, don't worry, my mother and father have taught me the skills of dragon training." Jakaris slowly pulled back the handle on the dragon saddle.

The little dragon hissed, spread his wings and flew up.

Wormisor also shook his head, stretched his wings, and raised a cloud of dust.

The dragon took off.

Long Zell felt the wind blowing by his ears, and Wormisor felt that there was a little dragon flying beside him, and his flight became much smoother.

Jakaris felt the thoughts coming from Womax under his crotch. It was really easy to fly with the giant dragon. After flying hard for a while, the dragon flattened its wings and was carried by the air flow brought by the dragon.

This is one of the few times that Jakaris's dragon has flown since it hatched, and Jakaris is slowly finding the feeling. Familiarize yourself with the flying skills you have learned.

But it's too difficult and Womax can't do it now.

It turns out that flying is the fastest way to travel. After letting Womax rest for a while and eat half of Womisor's burnt stag, the two dragons took off again. The first target location was quickly reached.

Nightsong City is a beautiful but scarred castle. Legend has it that its towers can sing ancient songs. But legends are just legends. The greatest significance of this castle lies in its location - guarding the northern end of Prince's Pass for many years. This castle has been besieged at least 37 times. It has witnessed the grudges of the River Kingdom and the Storm Kingdom, as well as the capriciousness of the Dornish people.

Count Royce Cullen has already led people in the open space of the castle to wait for the dragon to land. When he received Ronzel's request to visit his castle, Count Royce fell into a deep contradiction. According to legal theory, after the birth of the "Governor of the Frontier", he should be loyal to the Governor, but as a person who has surrendered A family of many centuries in the Stormlands, it was difficult for the Cullen family to make this decision, especially since Royce's daughter was the wife of Boros Baratheon.

Wormisor landed first. The castle's open space could barely accommodate the dragon, but it still left room for Wormax to land.

"Prince." Count Royce bowed to Ronzel. "Your Highness, I have prepared a room and a banquet for you."

"Just one room is enough." Long Zell nodded. "By the way, prepare food for me and the prince's dragon. It should have been explained in the letter."

"Your Highness is ready." Earl Royce motioned to his men to bring the sheep and cattle over. "We have prepared three cows and 20 sheep, all of which are alive."

"Thank you for your generosity." Long Zell nodded. Led by Count Royce, he walked into the banquet hall of the castle.

Jakaris was already very hungry, and once he could eat, he threw himself on the dining table. Concentrate on the lamb chops and roast chicken in front of you.

"Lord Royce, you must be aware of the purpose of my visit." Long Zell said straight to the point. "I want to hear your opinion. After all, you are the elder among the princes in the border area."

"Don't dare." Royce sighed. "It stands to reason that I should recuse myself, Your Highness, because my daughter is married to Ser Boros Baratheon, and her four daughters are the candidates for this time."

Longzel chewed the food in his mouth slowly, looking at Count Royce without saying a word, wanting to see what he would say next.

"For selfish reasons, I would suggest that you marry my granddaughter, or my niece." Count Royce motioned the girl who was quietly eating fruit to stand up.

"Tia Karen, my niece." Count Royce introduced the quiet, short girl.

"You should know that my marriage is not a simple issue." Longzel sighed, "Are you mentally prepared?"

Count Royce also sighed and shook his head. "Prince, there is really no way. The loyalty and tradition of the Karen family for more than a dozen centuries are not so easy to change, so I just suggest it."

Tia Karen saw that her uncle did not mention her again, and Longzel did not cast his eyes over her, so she could only sigh and sit back in her seat.

Although she was indeed attracted by Longzel's handsomeness. But marriage is not something she can do.

Lord Royce continued, "The Cullens cannot offer their loyalty to you, so they dare not ask for a marriage with you." He raised his glass. "But we can still be solid allies. After all, after a thousand years, we finally see the damn Dornish pay the price. Let us toast to the wisdom of Prince Longzel."

Everyone at the banquet raised their glasses together, and Jacaerys also raised the milk in his glass. Lord Royce was the first to drink the red wine in the glass, and the maid next to him added fine wine.

"Let us toast to the bravery of Prince Jacaerys and Prince Lusiris."

Lord Royce drank the wine again.

"Let us toast to His Majesty King Viserys I!"

After the banquet, Lord Royce was carried back to the bedroom. But Longzel and Jacaerys were still awake. The room arranged by the Cullens for them had two large and comfortable beds. One of them was obviously just moved in.

"My lord, Lord Royce seems to be trying to escape from reality." Prince Jacaerys washed himself with clean water and changed into comfortable pajamas.

"He is unwilling to bear the consequences of changing his allegiance." Longzel sat cross-legged on the bed. "After all, his interests are closely linked to the Baratheon family. Xiaojie, go to bed early. We will fly to Horn Hill early tomorrow morning."

"Well." Jacaerys lay down on the bed obediently.

At this time, the door creaked open.

An ordinary man flashed in.

"Your Highness, someone has sent the girl back to her room." No one knew how the Faceless Man did it. Anyway, Kungur arrived at Nightsong City even earlier than Longzel. "She has been lingering at the door of your room just now."

"Tia Karen?"

Kungur nodded. "But the girl seems to have never made up her mind to enter your room."

"Alas." Longzel sighed. "You'll have to work hard to stand guard at night."

"This is someone's mission." Kungur said softly, and his body slowly disappeared into the shadows.

Longzel looked at the place where Kungur disappeared for a while, and blew out the candle that provided light.

Darkness enveloped the entire room.

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