step on...

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the house, and a figure walked to the door of a spacious bedroom on the second floor of the tower.

The door of the bedroom was concealed, and a tiny candlelight was faintly visible from it. A small figure was sitting at the round table in the bedroom, with one hand resting on his cheek, and long silver hair covering his ears, like a gem. The shaking candlelight reflected in the crystal clear purple eyes.

He is Viserys Targaryen, the second son of His Majesty Iris II. He is only seven years old this year.

Visiris, who was naturally active recently, didn't know why he always stared at the candlelight in a daze, and took the initiative to shut himself up in the room to read the book he had bored the most.

This situation has been going on for several days.

The wrinkles on the face of the old maid standing outside the bedroom were slightly piled up, and worries were wiped out in a pair of dim eyes.

As an old servant who has served the Targaryen family for several generations, she is very worried about whether Viselis will have mental problems like his father, the "Mad King".

After all, 'every Targaryen is born, the gods will throw a coin to decide whether he is great or crazy. '

However, the old maid's gaze did not awaken Viselis who was in a daze. Half of his handsome cheeks were immersed in the darkness, and he was wearing the prince's gorgeous costumes. One hand was placed on the heavy parchment book. Thinking about his past and present life.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

The old maid helped on the edge of the door frame and knocked on the door twice, then spoke softly. Her voice is not loud, but it is especially clear in the quiet Meige Building.

And the prince of Targaryen shivered like a frightened bird, and suddenly woke up, with a pair of light purple eyes looking at the maid standing on the edge of the door frame with a slight panic.

paused for a second.

Then he remembered that he was the 'His Royal Highness'. After all, there was no one else in the bedroom, and this old maid seemed to be called... Sophia based on the chaotic memory in his brain.

"What's the matter?"

Visiris saw the figure of the old maid in his field of vision, and then shook his head slightly, throwing all the messy thoughts behind his head, and looking at the other side earnestly.

"Your Majesty the Queen is looking for you."

was wearing a dark waiter's costume and a gray headscarf. Seeing that the prince was awake, the wrinkles on the maid's forehead were slightly unfolded, and then he spoke.

"Mother?"

Veserys was slightly startled, his heart shook, but he closed the parchment book in his hand pretending to be calm, and slid off the chair.

Judging from the chaotic memory in his mind, his current mother seems to be named Layla Targaryen, a gentle and kind woman who has been working hard to protect Viselis from his mentally disturbed father. Hurt.

However, Veselis has been trying his best to avoid meeting with his mother. After all, his mother is the closest person to him, and he is afraid of revealing any flaws in any way.

So I kept shutting myself in the bedroom and reading, one is to learn more knowledge, and the other is to avoid meeting with Layla.

But he did not expect his mother would suddenly look for him at this moment.

"I see."

Veserys's face is slightly tight, and he tries to show his composure. In fact, his acting skills are also impeccable. Almost no one can see the flaws. Even if he sees it, just a seven-year-old boy will not think of other aspects. go.

Then Viselis stood in front of the silver mirror in the bedroom, and the maid stood behind him to tidy up his clothes.

You must be courteous to meet the queen, even if Viselis is her biological son, the etiquette of the nobility and the court has almost been engraved in Viselis' memory and even muscles.

Veserys glanced at the maid behind him who was tidying up his clothes, and found that everything was the same, then retracted his gaze and looked at the silver mirror in front of him.

A cloud of black mist gradually spread.

Weselis Targaryen

Dailyness: 3

Soil: 5

Water-based: 8

Monthly: 18

These words are all displayed in the simple, high-level Valyrian language.

As the survivors of the Valyrian civilization, the Targaryen family is actually not their native language in Westeros, the higher Valyrian is.

Every Targaryen has been taught Valyrian and Dragon language as a child.

These solar and lunar properties can also be translated into the sun, soil, water droplets and moon.

But in front of me...

Business as usual.

Veserys was not surprised, because he had discovered this black fog a few days ago.

As long as he stares at any reflective object for three seconds, this thick black mist will appear.

Of course he has tried more items. Mirrors, colored glazes, gems and even dagger capitals can appear, but the dim stone wooden table will not appear.

And he has also tried many times that other people can't see this black mist. He alone is a special existence, just like this world full of mysterious powers, and it's completely indescribable.

"Maybe this is also some kind of...magic?"

Veselis was puzzled, but he did not find the answer after reading the books these few days.

And he also gradually figured out the meaning of these cumbersome nouns, what they reflected was the current physical condition of Viselis.

Sun-nature represents strength, earth-nature represents heaviness, that is, physique, while water is supple, representing his agility and flexibility, and moon-nature represents his will, or a more mysterious spiritual power.

The data of a normal adult male should be between 8-10. He does not rule out that there will be stronger people.

As for why Visiris's data is so weird today, perhaps it has something to do with his current age of only seven, and his body has not yet fully developed.

But agility and flexibility are real. In his memory, Veselis alone can make several Red Fort guards stomping their feet but can't catch them.

"Monthly... 18."

Veserys looked at the silver mirror and blinked slightly.

This is far beyond the abilities of ordinary people, and may be related to his own special features, perhaps he is a unique existence in this world.

However, his super mental power did give Veserys some preferential treatment, and his memory was different from ordinary people's excellent.

Hiding in the bedroom to read a book these few days, he doesn't say that a lot of knowledge that needs to be remembered is unforgettable, but he will remember it deeply after reading it twice.

and stay up late at night or feel sleepy.

"His Royal Highness has something on his mind?"

And the old maid who was tidying Veserys's clothes has been watching the expression on Prince Targaryen's face. She saw that the boy's lavender eyes looked strangely absent when looking at the silver mirror. UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to be out of focus.

then pursed his lips, looking worried.

"No."

"Thank you for your concern, Sophia."

And Veselis heard the old maid's words and shook his head slightly and said.

"This seems to be the first time your Highness has said thank you..."

The old woman wrapped in a turban slightly covered her mouth, looking a little surprised, while the expression on Viselis's face stiffened a bit, and her mouth opened, as if speechless for a while.

There was silence in the bedroom of His Royal Highness Prince .

After a long silence, Veserys cleared up his emotions and took the initiative to break the quiet atmosphere, and the old maid also just packed up Veserys's clothes.

"So... Did your mother say that she was looking for me for any reason?"

Veserys pretended to be casual, but asked slightly tentatively.

And the old maid was silent for a while, of course she knew the reason, the Targaryen royal army was defeated, and the news of Prince Regar's death had already spread in the Red Fort, and even the whole King's Landing was in panic.

If nothing happens to the boy in front of him, he will become Viserys Targaryen III in the future.

However.

All this is based on the fact that Targaryen can still defend the Iron Throne, otherwise it is waiting for the fate of Viselis...

will be extremely cruel.

Veserys looked at the old maid expectantly, hoping to get a little word out of her mouth.

But in the end Viserys was expecting disappointment.

The old maid wrapped in a gray turban wrinkled and sighed, then calmly shook her head.

"No."