Before Viserys pulled Rhaenys onto the carriage, he looked back slightly in the direction behind him. He saw a woman holding a child in an open window above Maegor.
With brown hair, black eyes, and a delicate body swaying slightly in the wind, she held a swaddled baby in her arms.
Viserys knew that she was the wife of his cheap brother, his sister-in-law Elia Martell, the princess of Dorne, and that she was holding his nephew Aegon Targaryen in her arms.
However, his brain was now groggy. He forced himself to accept that he would be facing an escape situation just after he came to this world. He held the little girl in his arms and asked her not to be too active.
At the moment, he had no time to think about why his father kept Elijah and her children in King's Landing.
Obviously they had a chance to escape with him.
However, the rebels were about to attack the city, and staying in King's Landing would mean danger. Viserys took a temporary risk and decided to take Rhaenys away at the critical moment before the team set off.
He didn't even know if his father would send troops to recover them.
Or his small move to change history flaps the wings of a butterfly, and what will happen in the future?
But now he has only tried his best, which is at least justified by his conscience.
If a golden robe chased him later and wanted to take Rhaenys away by force, he might not have the courage to stand up and stop him.
"Set off!"
And Elijah, who was standing on Maegor's Tower, saw his daughter boarding Viserys' carriage by chance and finally leaving the Red Keep. Her already frail body shook slightly, and then her eyes became slightly red, with crystal tears.
across the cheek.
She had a premonition that this would be the final farewell to her daughter.
...
Because the sea is not peaceful now, storms have been rising in recent days.
Originally, the team escorting the queen and prince could take a boat in King's Landing and go straight to Dragonstone, but after Sir William's careful consideration, he finally chose to take the land route to minimize the journey by sea.
The king's burning of the soldier who brought the bad news did not stop the news from leaking out. The Red Keep was already riddled with holes. Now the news spread throughout King's Landing that the main force of the royal army was defeated and Rhaegar Targaryen was killed in battle.
The rebels are approaching King's Landing with great momentum.
For a time, this large city with over a million people fell into panic, people were panicked, and the clouds of war hung over King's Landing.
The escort set out from the Red Keep and passed through Aegon's Hill. Along the way, heavily armed soldiers dispersed the chaotic crowd.
There was no sign of the Targaryen family on the carriage, and with the curtains hanging down, it was impossible to see which nobleman was sitting in the carriage.
"Go away!"
The soldiers urged their horses to disperse the pedestrians on the street, and swung the whips in their hands mercilessly.
Snapped--
The noisy and chaotic crowd suddenly became orderly under the whip. They were driven to both sides of the road with howls and cries to make way for the convoy.
Queen Rhaela's carriage went first, followed closely by the carriages of Viserys and Rhaenys.
The boy's fingers gently opened a small gap and saw the scenery outside. Carriages were shuttled through the narrow streets surrounded by soldiers. Looking up from here, one could see a hill overlooking King's Landing in the distance. The Targaryen
The dragon lair used by the family to raise dragons is on top of it.
"Yonder are the Hills of Rhaenys."
Viserys, who was sitting in the carriage, had to find a topic to distract the little girl in order to appease Rhaenys who was excited about going out for an outing.
And this landmark with the same name as her is undoubtedly the best topic between the two little guys.
Sure enough, the brown-haired girl held her little black cat Balerion in her arms and looked over expectantly.
However, what disappoints her is that this hill was not built for her by her father who loved her deeply.
Viserys racked his brains to recall the knowledge he had read in history books during this period. Fortunately, he still had the ability to remember things through photographic memory.
Then he told the little girl this story that happened more than two hundred years ago, about his ancestor Aegon the Conqueror and his sister and little queen Rhaenys.
Rhaenys Hill was named by the queen's husband, Aegon Targaryen, in memory of his sister who died in the battle, and built a memorial church. However, this church was later replaced by
It was destroyed due to riots and replaced by the Dragon's Den.
The brown-haired little girl listened with gusto while holding the kitten in her arms. When she heard the news that the queen with the same name as her died after falling into a dragon, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"I will also find a husband who loves me like this in the future."
"Viserys."
Rhaenys's eyes were a little red, and she sobbed slightly. She seemed to have taken it on herself and linked her fate to that of Little Queen Rhaenys. After all, the two people had the same name and surname, so it was easy for them to have sympathy and associations.
In addition, the little girl is at this innocent and romantic age, a time when she likes to listen to stories, is prone to fantasies, and also has some expectations for the future.
However, she did not know the news that her father had died in battle. The name Rhaenys seemed to carry some kind of curse. Her current fate was not much better than that of the little queen more than two hundred years ago, and she was even less able to arouse pity and sympathy.
Because the little girl is only three or four years old now and has not received a very strict education in court etiquette, she forgot that she should call Viserys 'uncle' instead of calling him brother or just calling him just because they are similar in age.
name.
"He was even brave enough to kill a dragon for me."
The story of dragon slayers has always been in biographical novels, and it is normal to have fantasies.
And Rhaenys stubbornly raised her little face and delicate chin, even with some pear blossoms in her eyes, and said such unrealistic fantasies in a serious manner, which still made people want to laugh.
An awkward yet polite smile appeared on Viserys' cheek.
Gululu——
The wheels of the carriage kept rolling and making noise, and they were not far from leaving King's Landing.
The pursuers sent by his father have not arrived yet, and it seems that his father has already acquiesced to him taking Rhaenys away.
After all, no matter what the father's purpose was in detaining Princess Ilya Marte and her son, having a more important person, one more little girl or one less, has become inconsequential, not to mention that this is also his granddaughter.
Viserys had already relaxed a lot, then reached out and rubbed the little girl's brown hair inherited from her mother until it was a little messy before speaking.
"There are no more dragons in the world."
"Rhynys."
"The last dragon has been dead for over a century."
As he spoke, Viserys looked at the hills of Rhaenys in the distance and said silently in his heart.
If the Targaryens still had dragons, they might not be in this situation.