Chapter 51: Dragonstone

Late at night.

Three figures sneaked back to the Red Keep.

One returned the carriage, and two ran back to Maegor's Holdfast together.

In the bedroom.

Aemon took off his patched hat and took a deep breath.

Finally back.

"It's late, you should go back and rest."

Aemon loosened his collar and wanted to catch up on some sleep.

Unexpectedly, a hug came from behind and held him tightly in her arms.

Aemon was stunned, looking up to see a pretty face with a slight blush.

Rhaenyra showed her true feelings and whispered, "Aemon, thank you."

"Why thank me?"

Aemon turned his head away.

"Nothing, just thank you."

Rhaenyra rested her chin on his shoulder and gently rubbed her cheek.

Aemon uttered a huh and pushed, "Go back to bed."

Don't bother him, it's almost dawn.

"Okay."

Rhaenyra smiled wickedly, unbuttoned the buttons of her old linen clothes, and changed back to the beige skirt she had before.

Then, she got into bed.

Aemon: ?

"Come, rest."

Rhaenyra only showed her head and waved happily.

Aemon was speechless.

After confirming that the other party really wanted to stay here, he changed back into his pajamas and went to bed decisively.

What's there to be afraid of? He was only eight years old.

"Well, I'll hold you to sleep tonight."

Rhaenyra hugged the little guy and smiled triumphantly.

She had just experienced too much and the scene was too shocking.

She urgently needed a soft pillow to soothe her soul.

Aemon rolled his eyes, rested on the girl's uniquely soft and pillowy chest, and slowly closed his eyes.

He thought he could sleep peacefully.

After a while, a drop of water fell on his cheek.

Aemon opened his eyes and saw Rhaenyra biting her lip and secretly shedding little pearls.

"Do you have a toothache?"

"..."

Aemon was speechless and turned to lean into the soft embrace.

Mercifully, I'll hold you.

Rhaenyra sat up and hugged Aemon in her arms, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She still didn't understand.

It seemed that since she became the heir to the Iron Throne, everything was going in the worst direction.

Alicent, her father, the princes and ministers...

Now, even her uncle Daemon, who had been the best to her since childhood, was the same.

"Just because I'm a girl?"

Rhaenyra asked herself.

Aemon opened his mouth and wanted to say that it was because you were stupid.

But seeing her crying, it would be hurtful to say it out loud.

"Okay, stop crying."

Aemon hugged her back and patted her back to comfort her.

Rhaenyra softened, buried her face in Aemon's neck, and sobbed quietly.

"It's not your fault, you just have a bad brain."

Aemon comforted softly.

"Woo woo~~"

Rhaenyra felt even sadder after hearing this.

Aemon pursed his lips, knowing that he shouldn't say too much.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and the midnight was particularly quiet.

Aemon was calm, holding the crying head in his hands, his eyes staring at the table.

A dragon-shaped stone sculpture lay there quietly.

It was given by his uncle Viserys, who hoped that his nephew could repair the relationship between brothers.

"How is it possible?"

Aemon murmured in his heart, rubbing his face against the smooth cheek in his arms.

A wisp of fresh fragrance was inhaled into his nose, with a sweet taste.

What happened tonight made him realize a lot.

It is better to rely on yourself than on others.

But this is just an appearance.

In the real world, everyone has their own ideas and strives for their personal goals.

It's like thousands of troops crossing a river, all fighting to cross.

Aemon bumped his head against her and said, "Rhaenyra, prepare a boat for me tomorrow morning."

"Where are you going?"

Rhaenyra broke free from his arms and spoke incoherently.

Aemon looked at her red and swollen eyes and said lightly, "Find a dragon and ride on it."

Hearing this, Rhaenyra was stunned.

She didn't expect the little guy to suddenly rise up with the determination to tame a dragon.

Aemon tilted his head, indicating that there was no other way.

Daemon, the old man, was firm in his attitude. He only watched the show and did not intervene.

As a son, he could not interfere with his decision.

The trip to Dragonstone Island was bound to have an impact on the royal family.

For an eight-year-old boy like him, defending the royal family was politically correct.

The royal family's dignity was destroyed, and his status as a prince would also plummet.

It would be even more difficult to take root in the valley in the future.

"Dragons are dangerous."

Rhaenyra swallowed a mouthful of saliva and reminded him seriously.

Aemon's eyes turned and he teased, "Aren't you also a big female dragon?"

"Aemon, I'm not kidding."

Rhaenyra said angrily.

Aemon restrained himself a little: "Me too."

Rhaenyra's throat was dry and she couldn't say anything negative.

No matter how you looked at it, the little guy was more reliable than herself.

Just when Aemon was about to get impatient,

Rhaenyra acquiesced: "The royal ship will leave the day after tomorrow. You will set off tomorrow morning and maybe you can catch up."

"That's good, go to sleep."

Aemon broke free from her arms and lay back freely.

Rhaenyra stared for a while, then lay down and leaned her head on the not-so-broad shoulder.

Aemon moved, feeling awkward.

He found that she had developed a dependence on him.

Rhaenyra was very clingy, stretching out her elastic white legs under her skirt, and pressing him with the quilt.

Aemon was trapped.

When he wanted to resist again, he heard a soft snoring in his ear.

Rhaenyra had fallen asleep.

She felt very insecure, but she slept well tonight.

Because she was sure of one thing.

Aemon was the only one who was willing to help her sincerely.

Others wanted to cling to her status to achieve certain goals.

Only Aemon didn't take her seriously.

What the best in the world is—just a lie.

She knew that Aemon had never alienated Alicent, and the two of them had been flirting behind her back.

But there was nothing she could do.

Others were like vultures circling around, always wanting to see her corpse so that they could feast on it.

Aemon didn't.

He gave her advice, helped her do practical things, and won the love of the people.

He was just like the little prince in the picture book story.

"Aemon, Alicent is a bad person."

Rhaenyra smacked her lips and muttered.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, on a remote beach.

A small boat went into the sea, splashing waves.

Two men in black robes ran onto the boat and swung the oars to row.

"Thank you for your hard work, two lords."

Aemon sat on the boat and thanked them.

Eric and Arryk looked at each other, and the two brothers said in unison: "It's a long journey, please don't mind."

Aemon smiled and put on another small black robe.

The boat was arranged by Rhaenyra, and the Cargyll brothers were seconded from Alicent.

This trip to Dragonstone was not easy to be discovered.

It was very particular.

Going with a big fanfare meant standing on the side of the royal family and being remembered by both Velaryon and his father Daemon.

Going quietly was another way of saying it.

If he could successfully tame the dragon, he could play a silent deterrent role after going to Tidehead Island.

Ensure that the royal family does not lose face.

On the contrary, if he raised the banner of supporting the royal family before taming the dragon, he would only be attacked by everyone.

It's still the same wise saying.

Enter the village quietly, don't shoot.

Crash!

The waves hit the boat and the boat drifted with the waves.

Aemon lay on the board, closed his eyes and gathered his strength.

Time passed quietly. In a blink

of an eye, the sun set.

"Prince, wake up."

Ser Arryk called softly.

Aemon climbed out of the boat with sleepy eyes and looked around blankly.

At a glance.

A large island with strange rocks stood in the sunset and waves.

Aemon was refreshed and smiled: "Dragonstone."

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