"Uncle."

Helos had tried hard to imagine what kind of person he was called his uncle, who was called careful, extremely intelligent, thoughtful, and unfathomable.

Prince Doran is now almost eighty years old, and he is the one who survived to the finals in this game of power.

Most of his old opponents are no longer alive. They died in wars or accidents. He is the only one who has survived until today.

However, all of Heros's imagination of Prince Doran was definitely not the scene he saw before him.

In the spacious and dark bedroom, there is no extra furniture, not even a chair, just a big bed.

There were gauze curtains all around, which half blocked the figure lying on the bed, and the air was filled with the strong smell of herbs.

As soon as Helos walked into Prince Doran's bedroom, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he lightly covered it with his arms and managed to resist the pungent smell.

"Uncle."

He walked into the bedroom and looked at the figure lying on the hospital bed, and then the figure waved to him, and Helos walked in front.

Then he saw a gray-haired old man with a withered face lying quietly on the hospital bed.

The other party's body was already thin and bony, and he could almost see the bones on his cheeks and arms, and he was staring at the ceiling with dim yellow eyes.

"Didn't expect me to look like this now?"

Helos looked at Prince Doran and opened his mouth without saying a word, while the old man lying on the hospital bed was slightly short of breath, then tried his best to turn his head to look at Helos, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I..."

Helos has a very smart mind, but the series of words he prepared in order to meet Prince Doran, when he actually saw it, he found that he couldn't say it.

"You are very like your father."

However, Prince Doran didn't care about Helos' speechlessness. He looked at the young man in front of him and seemed to see the son-in-law he personally selected back then.

Prince Doran coughed violently a few times, and his gray head shook as if he would lose his breath at any moment.

Then his voice changed, and he asked in a hoarse but straightforward manner.

"Tell me about it, child."

"What happened in King's Landing?"

It has been several hours since Helos entered Prince Doran's bedroom and secretly talked, and the sky above his head has gradually darkened.

On the other hand, Tristan stayed on the balcony on the second floor of the Flowing Water Garden, leaning on the railing, overlooking the noble children who were urged by the nurse to eat after playing around. Among them were his two sons and one daughter.

Tristan was still thinking about what Helos just said, and was a little uneasy.

The inheritance of the Martell family, or the inheritance of most nobles in Westeros, is like this. The children of the collateral line will gradually differentiate and eventually become ordinary people.

For example, Prince Doran is now Lord of Sunspear and Prince of Dorne, while his siblings Oberyn and Yinlia are also princes and princesses.

And if Tristan's brother Quentin takes the throne, Tristan will also become a prince, but the children of Uncle Oberyn and Aunt Yinlia can't be called princes or princesses of Dorne.

They will be gradually differentiated into ordinary Martell family members, until they become servants or warriors who serve the family. Otherwise, the number of family inheritance will be uncontrollably huge.

However, what His Royal Highness Heros just said... his son will become the prince of Dorne in the future.

If he is telling the truth, Tristan must have thought about this issue. After all, no one will turn a blind eye to it. It must be a lie.

But then this idea was abandoned as the reality gradually became clear.

Until Helos' words just now rekindled Tristan's hidden ambition in his heart.

My brother was born a few years earlier than me, so my ability is not necessarily worse than him...

If he can surpass his brother and become his father's heir, wouldn't his son Morse be the future Prince of Dorne?

If you say that you have to work hard for your son...

When the ambition is excited, the next step is to feel restless and uneasy.

But it is a pity that Tristan was only aroused by ambition, but for a while, he couldn't think of any good way to replace his brother and win the favor of his father.

However, at this moment, the door to my father's bedroom suddenly opened.

Prince Doran was in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the bedroom by his personal bodyguard. Then Prince Doran announced a decision that surprised and even panicked Tristan.

Prince Doran announced that he had given his grandson the title of Prince of Dorne, Prince Heros Targaryen, also of Dorne blood.

Next, Helos will take full control of Dorne in his place, and the Martell family will also swear allegiance to Prince Helos.

Prince Doran suddenly made such an unexpected decision that many people were caught off guard.

However, this matter cannot be faked. After all, it was announced by Prince Doran, who was bedridden for a long time, and he also had his own letters to testify.

Therefore, the news that Prince Helos had become the new Prince of Dorne spread as fast as wings in Dorne.

"A century and a half ago, Dorne joined the Seven Kingdoms, and the Martell family continued to rule Dorne in the name of King on the Iron Throne, and still maintain the title of 'Prince of Dorne'."

"Can the title of prince be transferred to a foreign surname?"

Prince Doran's decision is incomprehensible, but he has to follow it obediently~www.mtlnovel.com~ After all, Prince Doran's rule of Dorne for so many years has long been ingrained, and Prince Helos comes from a clean and innocent background.

His mother was Queen Rhaenys, the daughter of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Inria Martell.

Therefore, the legal reason that Heros found the title of Prince of Dorne from his grandmother is reasonable, just as Robert ascended the Iron Throne in the name of his grandmother Rayleigh Targaryen, this is not a mechanical one.

Therefore, although many Dornish nobles have some doubts in their hearts, they have no blatant opposition.

After all, the Martell family has ruled Dorne for so many years, just like the Stark family ruling the North, it has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Anyway, Prince Helos has the blood of the Martell family and has a giant dragon. If he wants to be the Prince of Dorne, let him be.

And among them, the most anxious person may be the sure thing, almost Prince Quentin Martell, who is waiting for his father to die.

He never imagined that a person would parachute down and take his position, and this person was also his nephew.

"Tristan, we can't sit still!"

After Helos took control of Sunspear City logically, Quentin anxiously found his younger brother Tristan.