Little Aemon raised his head and stared blankly at the young man in the distance who had removed his armor and was only wearing a blood-stained white robe. The man's face was gentle and he had a very friendly smile.
Aemon swallowed his own spit slightly and stood there not knowing what to do.
However, at this moment, a pleasant female voice sounded.
"Aemon, why don't you come and see your father?"
Only then did Aemon realize that there were three women in the cellar of the Red Keep, two of whom he should call his queen, and the other one who spoke was his mother.
Daenerys, who had long silver-gold slightly curly hair, looked at her son with encouragement in her eyes. She stood beside the white-haired man.
And just as he opened the cellar door, for some reason Aemon's eyes all fell on this man in a white robe, and he subconsciously ignored everyone around him.
It seems that no matter where he stands, he will be the focus of the world, or that Viserys has begun to feel a little out of tune with the world.
Eamonn was in a daze and didn't know what to do, but his mother's words reminded him.
"This man is the father!"
The silver-haired boy swallowed, shuddered, and then quickly lowered his head, not daring to look into the other person's eyes, and walked down one step at a time.
"Viserys"
Daenerys was slightly disappointed when she saw her son's timid appearance.
But she was afraid that Viserys would also be disappointed with this son, so she looked at him worriedly.
"It doesn't matter."
However, Viserys just smiled slightly. He did not care about Aemon's timidity and strangeness when he saw him. After all, he had not seen him since the day Aemon was born.
This is his irresponsibility as a father, not the responsibility of his children. It is natural for Eamonn to feel nervous when seeing him.
But despite this, seeing his son for the first time, Viserys' eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he carefully looked up and down at the boy with silver-gold hair.
His eyes were lavender, with ice-blue flames burning faintly in the depths of them, as if he could see through the boy's psychological fluctuations at the moment.
Viserys' gaze was slightly focused, weighing down on the boy's mind like a mountain. Aemon felt himself getting more nervous, and he didn't even know which leg to take.
"Come here, kid."
In the end, Viserys urged again, which relieved the tension that was almost overflowing in the hearts of some boys.
Aemon stole a glance at his mother and saw the slightly disappointed expression on Daenerys' face, and then he felt a little nervous in his heart.
Daenerys has a very harsh impression of Aemon, and if she disappoints her today, she will probably be punished in the future.
"Father."
However, Aemon regained his composure and stood obediently in front of his father, letting the unknown events happen next.
"Don't be nervous, Eamonn."
But then, a gentle voice came from above his head, and a big warm hand gently patted his shoulder.
"I haven't been back since you were born."
"I haven't seen you, and I haven't seen your mother either."
Viserys looked at the silver-haired boy standing obediently in front of him, sighed and continued.
"Of course I wanted to come back, but I did have more important things to do at that time."
Viserys did have more important things to do at that time.
Whether he is protecting the world, this country, or even their small family, he must stand up in times of crisis.
Although no one knows what he did, someone must do it, otherwise the gods of Westeros will choose to sit on the sidelines when facing a common crisis, and when the enemy finally runs towards them, there will be no more
People will come to help.
"But it's also my mistake."
"I owe you and your mother an apology."
"No matter what, I should come back first and give you an explanation."
Then Viserys paused and continued.
Eamonn was slightly surprised when he heard the voice coming from above his head. Then, as if he had forgotten his nervousness, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at his father.
His father actually apologized to himself?
This broke Eamon's long-held understanding of adults. In his opinion, adults such as mothers will never admit their mistakes. They will only attribute their mistakes to children.
"Now let me see what's wrong with your body."
But then Viserys spoke again.
He raised the palm on Aemon's shoulder again, and just when the boy raised his head and looked at his father in surprise, he was pressed down.
Viserys put his palm on his son's head, and then his huge mental power scanned Aemon's body without any hindrance.
"There seems to be nothing wrong with Aemon's body."
However, after scanning Aemon's body, Viserys couldn't help but frown slightly.
He had just heard from Daenerys that Aemon was a little frail and sick, which seemed to be due to premature birth and being born in the cold winter, but now it seemed that there was nothing wrong with Aemon's health.
"Is it because of this?"
Then Viserys raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to realize that his youngest son was different from ordinary people.
Aemon's Targaryen bloodline is too pure.
Rhaegar, Viserys and Daenerys all have extremely pure bloodlines. Later, Viserys experienced the strengthening of the power of the Black Mist, and his own bloodline became even stronger.
Therefore, the bloodline of the son born to Viserys and Daenerys is unquestionable, even far surpassing that of his mother.
However, Daenerys has reached the pinnacle of being an ordinary member of the dragon-controlling family. She has standard silver hair and purple eyes, can hatch dragon eggs, control giant dragons, has the prophecy ability of dragon dreams, etc.
If Daenerys had been born during the Free Fortress of Valyria, she would have been a powerful wizard similar to Denise the Dream Girl, an ancestor of the Targaryen family.
Daenerys's bloodline has reached the peak of ordinary people, and Aemon, who has inherited a lot of Viserys' bloodline, has surpassed ordinary people. Therefore, instead of being an advantage for him, it has become a burden for the boy.
“So that’s how it is”
Viserys put his hand on his son's head and inspected his body, his brows relaxing slightly.
"If the lonely yin does not grow, the lonely yang will not grow."