"For so many years I have lingered, waiting, watching, and when the dawn comes, I am too old and I am dying, little Dani."
Maester Aemon bluntly admitted that his life was coming to an end. He felt his great-granddaughter's tears falling on his cheeks. He also felt that his soul was about to leave his body, but tears also poured out of his white blind eyes.
"Actually, for an aging person like me... death shouldn't be scary. I might have died long ago."
"But I'm afraid, am I stupid?"
"Since I have always been in the dark, why am I still afraid of the dark? However, I still can't help but think about what will happen next when the last trace of warmth leaves my body?"
"Feasting in the Father's golden palace, as the monks say? Will I see Egg again, find Daeron still healthy and happy, and hear my sisters singing to their babies? Or maybe the Horse Kings are right?
Will I ride a flaming horse through the night sky forever? Or must I return to this sad world?"
"But who can say for sure? Who has ever crossed the Wall of Death to see the truth? Only the wights and we know what they are, we know"
"Little Dani"
Maester Aemon's voice slowly weakened, until finally the unfinished words were swallowed back into his throat. He wanted to tell his great-granddaughter that the night would eventually pass, and that humans could defeat the darkness, but he failed to finish the last sentence.
Maester Aemon, he is Prince Aemon Targaryen. He should have been the king, but he gave up the throne to his younger brother. Perhaps if he had taken over the crown of the Great Council, what happened later would not have happened.
After a series of events, the Targaryen family will not lose the Iron Throne.
Now his magnificent life has finally come to an end. His flames have been extinguished and he has watched until death. This is the end. Daenerys has already burst into tears at this moment, and the pain in her lower abdomen has become more severe.
"Your Majesty the Queen!"
"Your Majesty the Queen!"
Daenerys's maids and guards helped her up. Only then did they realize that Daenerys's face was pale, she was covering her abdomen with one hand, and her body was shaking slightly. The experienced maids reacted instantly.
, shouted loudly to the guards around him.
"quick!"
"Find the midwife quickly! Her Majesty the Queen is about to give birth!"
The northern guard also shuddered when he heard the maid's words. Only then did he realize what had happened and hurriedly ran towards the other side.
Because Daenerys was pregnant, an experienced midwife had been kept at Castle Black for a long time and was on standby at any time, and she finally came in handy at this time.
Daenerys's face was pale, and her body was still shaking uncontrollably. She knew that she had just been stimulated and was about to give birth, but she still endured the pain and looked at the body of Maester Aemon, and then ordered that the body be removed first.
My own great uncle was buried with great honors.
"Take me to where the glass candles are kept!"
"I need to tell Viserys about the attack!"
Although Daenerys was weak, she still spoke decisively. She asked to give birth in the room where the glass candles were stored. No matter what, she must tell Viserys what happened here first. This is the most important thing. As for the pain in her abdomen
She can still bear it.
Naturally, her maids did not dare to object, so they supported the little queen and walked toward the room where the glass candles were stored.
On the other side, the fierce battle in the sky continued.
One of the ice dragons was bitten by Rego and its wings were severely damaged. It was unable to continue flying and fell from the sky and landed on the Great Wall.
But then it fluttered violently, flapped its wings, and fell from the Great Wall. It landed with difficulty on the ground outside the Great Wall, making a huge roar.
The earth trembled, dust and snowflakes were thrown up, and the ice dragon made a sharp roar. The King of Winter riding behind it was also thrown off and fell to the ground.
Naturally, Rhaenys and Rhaegal would not let go of this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog. They pursued the victory. Although the bronze dragon had some bruises on its body, it still swooped down from the sky, preparing to end the ice dragon's life.
At this moment, the sharp and painful roar of a giant dragon suddenly came from the sky again, this time it was Viserion.
Because there are no dragon knights fighting side by side, the dragon's will to fight is not so firm. The ice dragon has now become an undead dragon. It is not afraid of death or pain. Viserion is naturally no match for it.
Viserion had been able to persevere just now with Daenerys' encouragement, but now Daenerys gave birth prematurely and was too busy to take care of herself that she naturally couldn't care about the situation in heaven.
Therefore, Viserion's will to fight repeatedly declined, and his body was also covered in bruises. Dragon blood continued to fall from the air. Finally, the white dragon's psychological defense collapsed and he finally chose to escape from the battle!
"Hoo"
The white dragon let out a painful wail and dragged his bruised body away towards the south of the Great Wall.
On the other side, Rhaenys, who swooped down from the sky and was about to beat up the drowned dog, saw this scene and her heart suddenly sank.
"really."
She had just sensed in mid-air that Viserion was no match for the ice dragon opposite. It was absolutely impossible for the white dragon to fight to the death without the blessing of the dragon knight. Animals have the mentality of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and they could not fight with them.
What is the purpose of an enemy who is not afraid of death and fights to the end?
Therefore, it was only a matter of time before the white dragon escaped. In fact, Viserion's ability to persist for such a long time was beyond Rhaenys' expectations, but it was still a little late.
"If only Viserion could hold on just a little longer."
The female dragon knight wearing silver armor gritted her teeth slightly. If Viserion could hold on a little longer, she could bite the dragon to death, kill the opponent's dragon knight, and then rush over to support it.
At that time, it will be a two-on-one situation. This battle will be won no matter what, but unfortunately, there are no ifs. Viserion happened to escape at this time, and Rhaenys had nothing to do.
.
"Then there's only one way now."
The strong wind roared in her ears, and the snow continued to fall. Rhaenys took a deep breath, and her eyes fell on the struggling ice dragon on the ground, and the King of Winter who was thrown down on the other side.
At this moment, this strange ghost was holding an ice spear, with ice-blue flames burning in his eyes, and he was also looking at her.
"Lege, kill this ice dragon!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
Rhaenys spoke firmly, then pulled out the Valyrian steel sword Dark Sister from her waist, and jumped off the dragon's back.