Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

Vale, Runestone City.

Boom!

A huge bronze dragon soared past, blocking the sun's rays and sweeping up green leaves.

Many people saw the dragon and walked out of the building.

"It's the prince! His Royal Highness and his dragon."

Everyone talked about it, and their fear of dragons turned into proud worship.

After a long time, the bronze dragon landed outside the city.

Aemon climbed down and smiled at his familiar home.

His uncle tried to keep him, but he was too eager to go home.

Meanwhile, Alicent and Rhaenyra's relationship broke down, and they almost came to blows.

They both wanted to possess him and force him to choose sides.

Seeing that the Black and Green parties were about to form, he hurried to build cities and towns and establish a foundation for independence.

Only then could he enter the field as a third party and assert his power again.

"Valley, your prince is back!"

Aemon raised his chin and suddenly fell ill.

"Roar!"

Vormithor's pupils were indifferent, and a dull roar came from the depths of his throat as he approached the driver like a debt collector.

"Two fat sheep for one flight, no credit."

Aemon's smile disappeared, and he cursed, "You're great. You have no dignity at all."

Vormithor ignored him, snorted lightly, and rested his chin on the grassy slope, waiting for dinner.

What an arrogant attitude!

Seeing this, Aemon took a deep breath and accepted his fate.

Vormithor has a bad temper, but Aemon had been with him for several years.

Besides, he doesn't eat in vain.

The more meat he eats, the more he grows.

He has grown considerably since he was tamed, and he's almost reached the 90-meter mark.

Overtaking Vhagar is just around the corner.

"Prince!"

The escort team arrived soon.

Aemon glanced at everyone and asked the White Knight, Steve, "Is Mom home?"

"Lady Rhea received your letter yesterday and has been waiting for you."

Delighted, Steve led the prince through the castle gate.

After staying in the Vale for four years, he had almost forgotten his identity as a White Knight. He could only hope that His Royal Highness would come of age soon so he could return to King's Landing.

As he walked, Aemon talked with everyone, reminding the dragon breeders stationed in Runestone City not to forget to feed the dragons.

...

In the spacious hall,

Aemon saw his mother and carefully expressed his inner thoughts.

"You want to find a territory?"

Lady Rhea raised her eyebrows and sneered. "Runestone City can't accommodate you, so you'd better stay in King's Landing."

She was dissatisfied with her son's permanent residence in King's Landing.

What's the use?

In the end, he still returned to the Vale obediently.

"Mom, you should support me."

Aemon wasn't angry. He sat down next to his mother and said with a smile, "The Royce family accepted me, but you're still in your prime. You should give me some room to play."

This is the truth.

With the dragon, however, the Royce family's attitude changed drastically.

They all wanted him to stay in Runestone City because they feared he would stay in King's Landing and never return.

Lady Rhea glanced at him and said unceremoniously, "The Valley is high in mountains and has many lakes. The best land is in the Arryn Valley. Where are you going to establish your territory?"

Could he be going to the mountains to compete with the mountain clans for territory?

"I can look for it. There's nothing to lose."

Aemon closed the distance and said shamelessly, "As long as you send me some people and don't leave me to go alone."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

Lady Rhea was discouraged and waved her hand.

"Thank you, Mom."

Aemon laughed, stepped forward, hugged her tightly, and ran out quickly.

He's not stupid; how could he ask for trouble?

For four years, he had accumulated countless magical essences and exchanged them for resource cards.

As long as he had a decent territory, he would definitely showcase his skills.

"Stupid boy."

Madam Rhea rolled her eyes and smiled.

...

The next day:

Aemon rode a white stag and led a group of 150 Vale knights.

Fifty were from his prince's camp and fifty were newly recruited by his mother.

The Vale ceremony was grand.

"Prince."

Steve rode forward and said, "According to Madam Rhea, you should first inspect the villages in the territory before visiting your vassals."

Aemon chuckled and replied, "Don't worry. I understand."

His mother's meaning was simple: she wanted him to familiarize himself with Runestone City as soon as possible.

The last one to come is finding an unowned territory.

"Prince, should we go to Seagull Town first?"

William approached him with a flattering demeanor and said, "Sir Ryan has a newborn son. We can go congratulate him."

Aemon glanced at William and let him experience it for himself.

Is that to congratulate him?

I don't want to point it out, but you clearly want to go to Seagull Town for fun.

Life in the Vale is monotonous, and Seagull Town is the only place that can be called a city.

The sixteen-year-old William was eager to try it.

"Let's go to the east coast first. There's a small fishing village there."

Aemon made the decision and planned the trip.

The valley is very large, and the Moon Mountains form a natural barrier protecting the Arryn Valley.

In addition to the Arryn Valley, which is under the jurisdiction of the Eyrie, there are also the Three Sisters Islands, the Five Fingers Peninsula, and Crab Bay.

Runestone City and Seagull Town are located outside the mountains on the east side of the Moon Mountains and on the west side of the Strait of the Sea, as well as on the north side of Crab Bay.

The Royce family calls this independent and fertile land the "Eastern Cape."

Seagull Town relies mainly on Crab Bay for port trade and owns very little land.

Ninety percent of the land in the Eastern Cape is under Runestone City's jurisdiction.

Aemon's trip this time is to travel all over the Eastern Cape.

For this reason, he chose a white deer instead of riding Vormithor.

"Yes, Prince!"

The escort team responded in unison.

Aemon rode the deer and took the lead, followed by 150 knights from the valley.

The two-part flag bearing bronze runes and three-headed red dragons was hoisted high, piercing the dust kicked up by the horses' hooves.

...

At dusk,

In an ordinary, small fishing village, every household has low houses with curling chimney smoke.

There were no dogs barking or chickens crowing, and the path was rugged.

A few small, broken boats were stranded on the beach, showing that the people lived in poverty.

Aemon led the white deer to the village entrance and saw a child who looked like a mud monkey picking up unwanted conch shells in a basket.

"They have a hard time," Aemon said.

Aemon frowned and said.

It was April, and the valley was still cold.

William whispered persuasively: "Compared with other places in the valley, the people of Runestone City are already very fortunate."

Aemon looked at the white knight and the taciturn Gunthor.

Both nodded.

Aemon remained silent, deep in thought.

During the reign of his great-grandfather, the Seven Kingdoms were initially stable, and people's lives thrived. When my uncle took the Iron Throne, a prosperous era began.

However, this prosperity belonged to the nobles and knights, not the lower class.

"So what?"

After pondering for a while, Aemon quickly figured it out:

The world is unfair. Only when the nobles are wealthy do the lower-class people have a chance to breathe.

Moreover, my uncle is kind and generous to the people.

In the territory of Runestone City, for example, people have enough food and warm clothes, which far surpasses the conqueror period.

"Although my uncle is weak, he is a benevolent monarch."

Aemon laughed dumbly.

Everyone has two sides, and there are always some shining points.

He has considered rebelling, but he has no reason to.

"Let's go into the village and rest here tonight."

Aemon cheered up just in time to see the people's living conditions.

Others are fine.

The knights of the valley set up camp, and the guard team followed.

The arrival of His Royal Highness the Prince is bound to cause a small sensation.

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