Chapter 712: The Kiss

In the end, the Grey Sea King, with the two treasures bestowed upon him by the Storm God, successfully vanquished the sea dragon, Nagga.

However, the Storm God did not obtain the coveted fire seed of Nagga, for the Grey Sea King and the corpse of Nagga were both drowned, sinking into the abyss of the deep sea.

By a twist of fate, after sinking with Nagga's corpse, the Grey Sea King inadvertently acquired Nagga's fire seed, granting him a power that could rival the gods.

Thus, the Grey Sea King became the supreme deity for the countless drowned Ironborn. He then emerged once more from the depths of the sea.

The Storm God, feeling deceived and realizing that the fire seed of Nagga now resided within a human, declared war on the Grey Sea King in rage, vowing to annihilate his people.

But this time, the Grey Sea King did not retreat, just as he had bravely sailed alone towards Nagga in his wooden ship years ago.

The Drowned God, revered by countless Ironborn, and the cunning and malevolent Storm God, embarked on a battle that spanned millennia. Legend has it that the Grey Sea King lived for a thousand years. During this time, he married a mermaid princess who bore him a hundred sons. These sons, with the bloodline of both the Grey Sea King and the mermaid princess, could freely live on land and in the sea.

In the end, the descendants of the Grey Sea King became the ruling families of the Iron Islands. Many Ironborn families, including the Greyjoy and Greyiron clans, claimed their lineage traced back to the Grey Sea King and his descendants from the Age of Heroes. Only the Goodbrother family differed, believing they descended from the loyal brother of the Grey Sea King.

However, these are tales recorded by later generations. The Age of Heroes is believed to be eight to ten thousand years ago. The oldest human records are those written after the Andals arrived in Westeros.

The First Men left no written records, only runes carved on rocks and artifacts. Thus, what many believe to be facts about the Dawn Age, the Age of Heroes, and the 'Long Night' are actually reconstructions by maesters thousands of years later.

Due to this, many historical records have gaps, relying solely on speculation. The maesters of the Citadel don't believe in kings who ruled for hundreds of years or knights who lived for a millennium, especially since the concept of knighthood didn't exist back then. They also find it hard to believe that anyone could live for several centuries.

However, when Viserys opened his eyes in the dungeons of the Red Keep, he saw some who looked lost, sitting still in a daze. Myles Toyne and Jon Connington both turned their attention to him.

"Your Grace, how do you feel?"

"What just happened?"

Jon Connington's voice held a hint of urgency. Viserys had been engulfed in lightning, a divine power not to be trifled with, so they dared not approach.

After a while, Viserys finally opened his eyes, but he sat still, lost in thought, which naturally worried them.

"Oh, don't worry."

"I'm fine."

Viserys said, shaking his head slightly after hearing Jon Connington's words.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Viserys seemed to sense something. He turned his head and saw a skirt hiding behind a black dragon bone. Rhaenys had sneaked in, curious about what Viserys was doing in the dungeons with dragon bones.

However, she hadn't expected to witness such a shocking scene. Her 'brother', Viserys, was bathed in golden flames that illuminated the entire dungeon. Soon after, the golden flames turned into scattered lightning. Rhaenys wanted to help or call for Maester Marwyn, but then Viserys opened his eyes, and everything settled.

Rhaenys hid behind a towering black dragon bone, not wanting Viserys to know she had deceived the guards to sneak in. But then something even more terrifying happened.

Viserys suddenly started speaking to thin air, as if someone was there with him. Rhaenys was chilled to the bone, even more afraid to come out. She wondered if Viserys had gone mad or if there was some invisible guest beside him.

But then, Viserys suddenly stopped speaking. The dungeon became eerily quiet. Rhaenys's heart raced, and before she knew it, Viserys had caught her.

After hearing the girl's tearful explanation, Viserys couldn't help but chuckle. Jon Connington was floating right beside Rhaenys, and she hadn't noticed him even when she turned her head.

Explaining this would be complicated. Viserys thought for a moment and then told Rhaenys he would explain everything when he had the time.

"Really?"

Upon hearing Viserys's words, the previously fearful girl's attention shifted. In her eyes, Viserys would never harm her. So, if he knew about the ghost or whatever it was, then she was safe.

"Of course."

Viserys nodded.

"You're so kind."

Suddenly, the brunette-haired girl pecked Viserys on the forehead, her face turning red. It seemed this impulsive act surprised not only Viserys but also herself. Without looking back, Rhaenys hurriedly ran off.

Viserys, still sitting cross-legged, watched her retreating figure, still in a daze. He was asking himself a question.

He could have dodged that kiss, right? With his Eyes of the Moment ability, even if the Night King tried to ambush him at that distance, he should have been able to react.

What just happened?