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Chapter 44 Crying

The fleet's return from the expedition naturally caused a sensation on Dragonstone.

In fact, on the way back to the fleet, the news of this great victory had spread on the wings of raven.

First, there was an uproar in King's Landing. Problems can easily arise when there are too many people in King's Landing. The population in King's Landing is dense and complex, so naturally it spreads very quickly.

But the golden robes didn't have a few days of rest, and they were once again rushing around to arrest people.

Then the news began to spread from King's Landing, brought over by merchant ships that docked at Dragonstone between the two continents to rest, even faster than the Targaryen fleet.

The Targaryen fleet destroyed all the Baratheon ships in the Battle of Shipbreaker Bay, but the rumors fermented into several other unreliable versions after being spread by word of mouth.

The first is that the Targaryen royal family awakened the sleeping Dragon King of Valyria on Dragonstone. Another theory is that they unearthed treasures left behind by their ancestors.

As for the last one, it is even more magical. It is said that the little prince Viserys awakened the bone dragon in the blood sacrifice on Dragonstone, and then personally controlled the dragon to reenact the war when Aegon conquered Westeros and burned down Storm's End Castle.

However, there are various rumors, and in the end the most credible one is that Viserys actually stood in front of everyone.

The fleet sailed into the port and after some twists and turns, it finally docked and secured the ship.

Viserys stood at the bow of the ship with many soldiers waiting to disembark. His long silver-gold hair was flowing, and the boy still looked brave in his leather armor.

A pair of lavender eyes looked into the distance, and then lowered their heads to look at the crowd below.

As the center of the storm, Dragonstone was naturally hit very hard. Now that Viserys can see it, Dragonstone seems to have changed a lot from what he remembered.

The trees were torn apart, the land was rolled and muddy, and the bare islands now looked even more rugged, as if they had been mercilessly ravaged.

The volcano in the distance was still billowing white smoke, and many rocks seemed to have fallen down due to landslides. The small fishing village not far from the port was seriously affected by the landslide.

Many of the rocks that washed down are still in the village, destroying houses and the few arable fields that were already there.

In the small fishing village, Viserys also saw many houses with white cloths hanging. It seemed that a family member had died in an accident during the storm.

This small fishing village is the only source of population on Dragonstone.

Their lives also rely on fishing at the port of Dragonstone Island, but now the former port is in pieces, with some wooden planks still floating on the sea.

Viserys withdrew his gaze and looked below. He could see that there were soldiers working hard to repair the ship, shouting loudly and cooperating with the people above to pull the ropes and trying to get the warship to dock.

And among the welcoming crowd below.

Sir Shad, the acting steward and city lord of Dragonstone, looked slightly ugly for some unknown reason at this moment.

And beside him is Ser William Darry, the former commander of the Red Keep, who risked his life to protect Layla and her son.

The two of them stood at the front, with the instructor holding the little girl Rhaenys by his hand. Behind them were servants and soldiers.

Viserys stood on the ship and looked down for a few times, then followed Sir Geoffrey and walked off the Black Death, surrounded by a group of soldiers.

Tread...

Step on the wooden gangway, one step at a time.

Viserys stepped off the warship, and the people who were waiting at the port below saw the silver-haired boy stepping off the warship. They didn't say a word and then fell to their knees with a huff.

"Um?"

Viserys, who was walking down the improvised wooden gangway while holding on to his hand, was slightly startled when he saw this scene. He didn't know what was happening and why everyone was doing this.

However, just as he was about to ask, he was interrupted by Rhaenys who broke free from the instructor's hand and ran over.

The brown-haired little girl hugged Viserys tightly, and tears burst into her eyes instantly. Viserys hugged Rhaenys and felt his shoulders being wet by the girl's tears, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Raynys..."

As the sun set, the boy squatted on the ground and hugged Renes, slightly licking his chapped lips.

Then he opened his mouth again, seemingly hesitant to speak.

But in the end, I chose not to ask for an exit.

It was already dusk when the fleet arrived at Dragonstone Island. It was already dark after the time it took to load and unload the loot. In addition, the port was severely damaged by the storm. Now that the warships were secured before they could disembark, it was already completely dark.

Come down.

A group of people walked on the rugged and winding mountain road, with torches lighting up the road ahead.

Tread...

Heavily armed guards on both sides protected their 'little king', holding torches high in their hands. The blazing flames danced in the wind, lengthening the shadows.

Everyone in the group was silent, as if the joy of victory had not dispelled the gloom, they all kept their mouths tightly shut and said nothing.

Because the temperature on the island dropped a bit at night, Viserys wore an extra black cloak.

The boy's long silver-gold hair hung down on the soft cloak, swaying slightly in the wind, and his right hand was tightly holding Rhaenys's little hand.

"Sir William."

And at this time.

Viserys was silent for a long time, and opened his lips for the first time since getting off the ship. He seemed to have had a premonition of something, but he still didn't ask.

Now that he had reached this point, he finally couldn't help himself and turned his head to look at the instructor walking beside him.

"Mother, she..."

Queen Leila did not come to the port, and Viserys had already guessed something.

After all, this is a destined fate.

He once tried hard to change, wanted to cure his mother's heart disease, untie her heart knot, and even wanted to make her laugh and make her happy.

However, things in the world are unpredictable, and many things did not appear in Viserys's memory, but they did appear in this reality.

Queen Layla received stimuli and blows one after another, including the death of the old bachelor, subsequent assassinations, etc.

The instructor's face was slightly sad. He heard Viserys's words, and then shook his head silently, without saying anything, but Viserys had already understood everything.

My heart thumped as if it had been hit hard, and I instantly hit rock bottom.

He already knew it, he already guessed it.

But when things really came to light, his emotions were severely impacted.

Viserys stepped onto the next stone step, and then stopped abruptly halfway up the mountain.

One of his hands held Renesse, but his palms trembled slightly unconsciously. His thin body seemed to be infected by the cold and wanted to cough violently. He bent down and covered his mouth with his other hand.

"cough--"

Blocked by the shadow of the torch, he tried hard to control his tears from falling.

He didn't want Rhaenys and the people around him to see him cry.

But in the end it didn't help.

Tears burst out of my eyes.


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