The gate of the castle was pushed open, and Viserys led a group of knights into the castle.
The eldest princess Rhaenys and Daenerys, as well as the maester and many servants in the castle, came to the door to greet them.
"Kings."
Then a large group of people fell to their knees.
Viserys was wearing simple clothes, slightly wrinkled breeches and leather boots, with a set of leather goods tied around his waist and a long sword among them.
He wore a golden crown on his head, and his long silver-gold hair hung down his back, and his long hair fluttered gently in the wind.
Viserys Targaryen III led an army at the age of fourteen and conquered the Rhoynar people near the Mesopotamia in half a year. He also defeated a powerful Dothraki horse king head-on and won the first battle in his life.
After winning the battle, he returned with his army.
The young king is still the same as before, but his cheeks are a little more weathered, losing the tenderness he once had, and his eyes have become deeper.
His eyes swept across the large group of people kneeling below, and then he nodded and said.
"Everyone, get up."
After hearing Viserys speak, everyone who was kneeling on the ground stood up and dusted themselves off.
Wow...
Then, Viserys also got off his horse.
The servant took the reins from his hands, and the many knights who had just returned from victory following Viserys also got off their horses.
After Viserys handed the reins to the servant, he walked quickly to Daenerys.
He looked at his sister, who was only as tall as his waist. She was wearing a big hood and a circle of white gauze around her head. Then she knelt down and hugged Daenerys tightly in her arms.
"Sorry, Dani."
"Brother is back late."
Viserys had heard the news just after entering Andalus.
Although Rhaenys ordered the entire news to be blocked in a very timely manner, there is no impermeable wall in the world.
News about the fire in the castle and that Princess Daenerys emerged from the flames holding three baby dragons quickly spread throughout Andalos.
Not long after, the news that Viserys had defeated Khal Drogo in Gor Dohe was gradually brought back with the flow of caravans.
According to the walking merchants, the ancient Valyrian road was almost covered with Dothraki corpses, and the blood stained the Little Rhoyne River red.
Vultures and crows circled in the sky, vying to plunder the rotting corpses, and the nauseating smell of decay has not dissipated even now, more than a month later.
Many caravans were even forced to take other detours.
Princess Daenerys hatched a dragon, and Viserys led his troops to defeat the Dothraki invasion.
These two pieces of good news spread quickly in Andalos, and people celebrated with joy, believing that the king was the legendary Dragon of Destiny, and would even regain the Iron Throne one day.
Feeling the warm embrace of Viserys and the strong smell of blood coming to her face, Daenerys sniffed slightly.
"Brother...I'm fine."
In fact, so long has passed since this incident, and Daenerys has already accepted it in her heart.
But now that she saw her relative whom she had not seen for half a year, and was hugged and comforted by him tightly, the grievances in the girl's heart could no longer be restrained.
The beautiful eyes covered by the white gauze were filled with tears, and her young shoulders were shaking, as if she was sobbing gently.
When Viserys heard his sister's cries of grievance, his heart was aching.
He did not expect that such a thing would happen. Although he knew that Daenerys had the blood of a true dragon and could hatch a dragon, he did not expect that it would appear in such a way. After he left for half a year, a sudden
A fire burned the servants in the castle, and a dragon hatched.
"Can I take a look?"
Then Viserys raised his head, carefully trying to see what Daenerys looked like now.
"No...no!"
However, the choking girl firmly held the hat on her head.
Although after such a long period of growth, Daenerys's bald head has now grown some eyebrows and hair, but she is still determined not to let Viserys see her current appearance.
"All right."
Seeing Daenerys' resolute attitude, Viserys had no choice but to give up. Finally, he hugged his sister hard, then stood up and looked at Rhaenys who was standing beside him.
"Thanks for your hard work."
He knew that after he left, a lot of work fell on Rhaenys's shoulders.
The brown-haired girl was currently wearing a decent black velvet dress and had her hands in front of her.
Just now, he watched the scene of the reunion of brother and sister Viserys and Daenerys in silence, and then raised his head and whispered softly.
"No hard work, Viserys."
"I'm just afraid you'll blame me for screwing up a lot of things."
Rhaenys seemed a little worried. After all, accidents happened frequently during this period and she was not doing well enough.
Then she seemed to be afraid that Viserys would see something, and then the girl blinked her beautiful eyes and showed a big smile.
"Hey--"
The girl's bright smile fell into Viserys's eyes.
And when he looked at Rhaenys's still optimistic and cheerful expression, he didn't know if he really saw something. He was silent for a moment and then pursed his lips and smiled.
"fine."
"No matter what happened."
Then he hugged Rhaenys gently too.
"Let's talk about the rest after we go in."
And while they were talking.
A black shadow passed over the crowd, and at the same time, a dull roar came from the crowd.
Click——
The sharp claws clung to the rock wall of the castle, and the gravel mixed with dust fell down.
"what?"
"Protect Your Majesty!"
Clang, Clang, Clang——
The many knights following Viserys reacted quickly and drew out their shining swords, forming a circle to protect the king behind them.
Viserys, on the other hand, did not panic too much. He stood quietly in the circle below, holding the hilt of his sword with one hand, and raised his head slightly to look at the black shadow above his head.
"This is…"
Under the bright sunshine, the black scales reflect a metallic color, and the gaps between the scales are like flowing lava. Supported by the slender neck, the ferocious head is raised high.
The figure of Viserys was reflected in a pair of scarlet eyes.
It felt like this person seemed familiar.
Viserys also stood below and looked at the dragon above his head. Because the sun was a bit dazzling, Viserys put up an awning with his hands and squinted his eyes slightly.
He suddenly felt that this dragon was somewhat similar to the one he saw in the dragon dream.