Viserys was riding on the back of a dragon, feeling the snowflakes falling all around, the biting cold wind constantly penetrating his clothes, but he did not feel cold, and his long silver-gold hair fluttered in the wind.
The Neck is the dividing line between the north and the south of the continent of Westeros. Everything south of the Neck can be called the south, while anything north of the Neck is truly north.
Most humans living on this continent live in the warm south. The climate conditions in the north are harsh and unsuitable for crop cultivation and human life.
Although it occupies more than half of Westeros including the Land of Everwinter, the population in the north is not that dense, especially north of the Great Wall, which is closer to the Land of Everwinter in the north than the Thern territory.
It's almost a forbidden area of life.
In his spare time, Viserys browsed through some books in the Red Keep. These books were still collected in the Red Keep during the Targaryen reign.
Not only were no books included during the reign of the usurper, but the collection suffered serious damage due to wars and lack of safekeeping.
Robert didn't care about these books at all, and he didn't think of them as "spiritual food." For Robert, these books were too hard to wipe his ass.
Viserys felt a little distressed by this situation, but he still found some records about the Land of Eternal Winter in these books.
This is a conjecture mentioned in the book "The King of Winter—The Genealogy and Legend of the Stark Family of Winterfell" written by a bachelor named Childe in the academy a long time ago.
One of the legends mentions the land of eternal winter. Maester Childe believes that the secret of the birth of the White Walkers is hidden at the end of the world, waiting for humans to unlock it.
Viserys then continued flying north on Balerion, and finally landed at Winterfell when the moon rose in the east and the sky darkened.
This is the capital of the North and the center of power. It is said that it has been built for eight thousand years and is still standing.
Viserys rode a black dragon and descended from the sky, immediately alarming the "aboriginals" here. For a long time, the dead army roared into the sky, and then was burned to ashes by Balerion's surging dragon flames.
Wow——
Viserys jumped off the dragon's back and stepped on the ground.
In fact, Winterfell did not need Balerion to destroy it, as it is now riddled with holes.
There are large scorch marks on the city wall, which were set on fire by Benyan before he jumped from the wall of Winterfell. The roofs of many houses have been crushed by the thick snow, leaving only the ground covered with fire.
of ruins.
Perhaps in the more than 8,000 years since Winterfell has stood on the northern land, there has never been a moment like it is now that it has been uninhabited and uncared for for most of the year.
The owners of Winterfell have now fled to King's Landing. Even the entire North, except for a few expeditions from the Free Trade Cities, has become completely deserted and has become a no-man's land. The breath of life has been wiped out, even the grass.
There was no growth, only thick snow buried the ancient castle.
After the sky darkened, if Viserys hadn't been sharp-eyed and checked the map to confirm that this was Winterfell, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to identify it while flying in mid-air on the back of a dragon.
"This is the famous Winterfell."
"The origin of many wonderful stories. I have always wanted to see it before, but I never expected that it would look like this when I first arrived."
The changes in Winterfell were disappointing, and Viserys felt that his once beautiful dreams about Winterfell were shattered.
This place is now a ruined castle, and the scale is not very large. Balerion is still a little frustrated in his activities here.
The silver-haired young man was kneeling on the ground at this moment. Although he had become a king, he had not lost his skills in surviving in the wild. Viserys carried the flint with him, found an abandoned and rotten piece of wood, and then lit the torch.
The fire dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surrounding mess.
Most of the 'aboriginals' living in Winterfell had just been burned to ashes by fire, and he did not rule out whether there were other wights surviving.
There are still dead people everywhere on the land in the north, but the number has become too rare. There are only a few dozen in the entire Winterfell.
It seems that the large army of the Army of the Dead has followed the Night King back to the Land of Eternal Winter. If things go by the past, there may be hundreds or even thousands of corpses here.
Viserys held the torch high, dispelling the surrounding darkness, stepping on the thick snow and the remains of the corpses that had just been burned to ashes, and walked towards a tall tower.
"We will rest here for the night today, Balerion."
Viserys spoke, his voice echoing constantly, while Balerion lay down not far away, in an open area in Winterfell where he could lay down his body, quietly watching Viserys walk forward, lowering his head.
The voice responded.
It had already been exhausted after flying for a day. They set off from King's Landing. Viserys stopped briefly at the Twins last night to rest for a night, and then set off again this morning, flying to Winterfell in one breath.
"Ho--"
Then Balerion once again let out a low roar, sounding like muffled thunder in the night sky that was so silent that one could clearly hear it if a pin dropped.
Balerion warned Viserys to be careful, but Viserys just waved his hand.
Then the silver-haired young man held a torch and pushed open the door of the tower. The snow above his head fell. The light from the torch dispersed the darkness in the tower, and Viserys could see everything here clearly.
This is a library, or to be more precise, the library tower of Winterfell.
Viserys took a torch and shined a light on it, and saw countless bookshelves arranged inside, some of which contained books, while some bookshelves had collapsed and precious classics were scattered all over the floor.
The White Walkers will not read these books, nor will they deliberately destroy them if they have nothing to do.
Viserys walked around briefly and then walked out.
"According to legend, during the Dance of the Blood Dragons, Prince Jacaerys Velaryon rode his dragon Vomax to Winterfell to discuss sending troops with Cregan Stark."
"Womax laid a dragon egg in Winterfell's underground hot springs."
"Can you feel where the egg is? Balerion."
Viserys walked out of the library tower of Winterfell holding a torch and asked.
"Huh?"
Balerion raised his head slightly, with a look of confusion on his ferocious dragon face.