Chapter 2 The dragon spits fire

Author: Kel'Thuzad's Cat

Chapter 2 The dragon spits fire

"your Highness".

The white knight Kriston Cole slowly walked forward and knelt down on one knee, interrupting Rhaenyra's contemplation.

The white knight's proud head was looking down at the ground, until Rhaenyra's order for him to get up came from the front.

The moment Criston Cole looked up, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. At this time, Rhaenyra was widely loved by her subjects. She was flawless and beautiful. She was called the "Light of the Kingdom". The true dragon blood of Targaryen was obtained in her body.

A good reflection, her fine silver hair was braided and tucked behind her ears, her pair of pure purple pupils seemed neither happy nor sad, and the sun seemed to care about her behind her, casting a faint ripple of light.

"White Knight, why don't you guard my father?" Rhaenyra asked calmly.

The maid next to her, Ellie, also looked at Cole curiously.

"On the order of the king, I came here to protect the princess."

"Your Majesty, please." Rhaenyra continued to lower her head, immersed in the monk's notes.

An imperceptible smile flashed across Christon Cole's face, and the gentle guard stood beside him, looking intently, but feeling a little sad for the princess's recent neglect.

Rhaenyra secretly pondered, "This Cole is really a hot potato" and thought about the origins of Kriston Cole.

ps (Ser Criston Cole was promoted to the Kingsguard not long ago. He is the son of Lord Dondarrion's steward in Darkport. He is twenty-three years old and has a lot of talents. He is celebrating the enthronement of King Viserys.

The tournament held in Fountain Town attracted the attention of the palace for the first time - he won the group melee first, and in the final duel, he used a meteor hammer to knock away the "Dark Sister" from Prince Daemon's hand, which made the king laugh.

The prince was furious; then he presented the winner's crown to the seven-year-old Princess Rhaenyra, and asked to wear her token in the joust. After receiving permission, he really showed off his skills. Not only did he defeat Prince Daemon again, but he also showed his bravery.

The combative twins of Kargael - Ser Alec and Ser Ilic of the Kingsguard - dismounted, only to be defeated by Lord Lemon Mallister.)

Cole was once infatuated by Rhaenyra. The teenage girl always called him "my white knight" when she was pregnant, and begged the king to let him be her personal guard.

Cole was a good white knight, but later, a series of love-hate entanglements eventually led to Kriston Cole and Rhaenyla falling out, and finally joining the Green Party, becoming Rhaenyra's number one enemy, and doing

There were many things that hurt Renee to the core, and the two never interacted with each other until death.

When Cole wanted to elope with Rhaenyra, Rhaenyra rejected him and said that she was of true dragon blood and if she wanted to wear the crown, she would have to bear its weight, and if Kriston Cole betrayed the White Knight's

He vowed that he would not believe the marriage vows he swore, so Cole turned black on the spot.

At that time, netizens also said this, Cole, when you dreamed back at midnight, did you think of the infinitely beautiful Rhaenyra when you were a teenager?

Rhaenyra was also a little speechless. She didn't want to get involved in the love and hatred between Cole and the original body. It didn't matter who was right or wrong. Moreover, things were not out of control now. Please strike carefully and don't break mine.

thing.

Sir Cole was feeling slightly sad, but he didn't know that he had already been slapped with a big cross by Her Royal Highness the Princess, and he made up his mind never to have any quarrel with her.

Rhaenyra does not want to create a final boss for the future, and the fact that love turns to hatred to the point of killing people shows that this guy is a dynamite, and alienating him as soon as possible is the right way.

But now that I am not very powerful, I can still do it with a little help.

Love-minded men and women are both terrible.

After only a moment of thoughts in her mind, Rhaenyra had already thought about the matter and said to the maid who was filling her cup with water, "Ellie, come with me to the dragon's lair."

Rhaenyra's former guards, maids, and jesters have now been eliminated by herself, leaving only the previously inconspicuous maid Elly by her side.

Rhaenyra was not used to serving so many people, and it was difficult to guarantee their loyalty. Since she couldn't control them, it would be better to show less weakness.

So Rhaenyra, followed by Criston Cole and Ellie, set out together and arrived at the dragon's lair not far from the Red Keep.

As soon as we arrived not far away, a huge roar filled the sky.

"Hiss!" Huge wings came into view, and two huge dragon beasts played with each other in the sky, spitting out pillars of smoke and fire from time to time.

"Blocking out the sky and blocking out the sun" was Rhaenyra's first feeling when she saw the dragon. The dragon's blood in her veins was also boiling, reaching its peak when she saw her own dragon.

"Syrax!" The golden dragon that was perching not far away heard its master's call, flapped its wings, and landed in front of him.

Rhaenyra stepped onto the dragon's wings familiarly, sat firmly on the seat on the dragon's back, and gave the order to take off in the ancient Valyrian language.

"Hiss!" Syrax let out a loud neigh, flapped his wings, and chased the two giant dragons flying in front of him.

"Dragon flames!" The command was also issued in the ancient Valyrian language, and a huge stream of fireworks was spit out from Syrax's mouth. Its power was more intense and longer than the dragon flames of the two dragons in front, setting off the

In the light of the fireworks, Rhaenyra's restless body seemed to have some power about to break out of its cocoon.

"Your Highness, you are truly a dragon!" The people in the Dragon Cave looking up to the sky below, as well as Eli who was looking at Rhaenyra, all exclaimed.

After riding Syrax and flying around the dragon's lair a few times, Rhaenyra calmed down a little.

Rhaenyra wasn't trying to show off yet, so she didn't fly above King's Landing to overlook the entire city. After all, those who were showing off would definitely be greeted by violent storms.

When she first came into contact with Syrax, Rhaenyra was still a little uneasy. Syrax's movements seemed a little confused, as if the person in front of her was the master but not the master, but in the end she accepted Rhaenyra, saving her from the dragon's fire.

A situation where they are burned to death (many dragon trainers have been burned by their own dragons, and there are even records of wild dragons eating people)

Fortunately, Syrax is a docile and ladylike young dragon, and Rhaenyra has been controlling her since she was 7 years old, when she was still a little female dragon.

Of course, this is for a Targaryen with true dragon blood. When meeting other people, he will inevitably end up being burned to ashes by dragon fire. The majesty of a true dragon cannot be offended.

What is that strange impulse? It feels... a bit like...

Rhaenyra was leaning against Syracuse's wings, recalling the feeling of wanting to break out of her cocoon, when Cole came not far away and said to Rhaenyra: "Your Highness, Your Majesty asked you to ride the dragon less often."

, I’m afraid there may be danger at high altitudes.”

Renee replied without changing her expression, "I understand."

Syrax folded her wings carelessly, but in fact, if she felt any strange movement from the people not far away, she would definitely spray a puff of dragon flame over her.

Rhaenyra stroked Syrax's wings soothingly, which she thought was a small way to enhance her relationship with the dragon and soothe her emotions.

"Syrax, the power of your dragon flame seems to have increased a bit."

"Hiss!"

"So it's like this. The fire on Dragonstone Island makes you very comfortable, doesn't it?"
Chapter completed!