Chapter 94: Dragons

Hearing Daenerys's timid words, Viserys and Rhaenys exchanged glances and then simultaneously broke into smiles.

"Oh, yes, your brother."

The brown-haired girl crouched down and pinched her 'little aunt's' cheeks until they were flushed.

The little girl struggled and finally escaped Rhaenys's grasp, running to Viserys's side and hiding behind him.

"Brother, Rhaenys is bullying me!"

Daenerys, as if she had found her support, hid behind him, clutching the young man's clothes. Her little face, just reddened from the pinching, puffed up her cheeks indignantly, accusing Rhaenys.

Viserys, seeing this warm scene, couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile. He then bent down, stroked the little girl's soft hair, and pulled her to his side.

He then raised his head and spoke.

"I have a gift for you both."

"What?"

Hearing that Viserys had a gift for them, the attention of the two girls immediately shifted, their faces full of anticipation as they looked at him.

"Dragon eggs."

"What?"

Rhaenys was somewhat incredulous, thinking she had misheard.

"Dragon eggs?"

She was not like Daenerys, still a little girl who knew nothing. She knew what dragon eggs were and was aware of the fate of their family.

And dragons were closely intertwined with their family's fate.

"Really?"

"Did you go to Pentos this time just for the dragon eggs?"

The brown-haired girl's face was full of disbelief. In fact, Viserys had not told Rhaenys the real purpose of his trip in advance, fearing that she would worry. However, Viserys had now returned successfully and had obtained the dragon eggs.

The indignant little girl hiding behind Viserys heard the name 'dragon eggs', and her beautiful purple eyes also sparkled. She tugged at the young man's clothes and peeked out from behind him.

"Brother, can dragon eggs hatch dragons?"

Viserys felt the tug on his clothes and lowered his head to listen to the little girl's question but did not answer her immediately.

Rhaenys, after her initial shock, also raised her delicate chin and looked at Viserys. She, too, wanted to know the answer.

Dragon eggs... can they hatch dragons?

Faced with the expectant gazes of the two girls, the silver-haired boy stared at an ancient black wooden box, somewhat lost in thought, but eventually nodded.

"Perhaps there's a chance."

"Rhaenys, Daenerys."

"Although these three dragon eggs are already countless years old and have turned into fossils, I believe that if you both put your hearts into hatching them, perhaps you can truly hatch baby dragons."

Viserys raised his head, his voice calm as he spoke.

At the same time, he looked more intently at his sister Daenerys, who was hiding behind him with a face full of expectation and longing for the dragon eggs.

That was because these three dragon eggs were the ones that his sister would hatch in the future, becoming the Mother of Dragons.

However, in this life, fate had changed, and Viserys did not know whether Daenerys could still possess that magical power.

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True Dragon Bloodline?

Nowadays, Viserys, Rhaenys, and Daenerys all possess the Targaryen bloodline.

Viserys and Daenerys have the purer bloodline, which is evident in their distinct Valyrian features.

Rhaenys has half Dornish blood, with brown hair and black eyes, making her Targaryen traits less apparent.

The conditions for hatching a dragon are quite strict; Viserys knows it requires fire, a life exchange, and true dragon blood.

Viserys isn't sure whether his and Rhaenys' Targaryen blood can be considered true dragon blood, but there's no doubt that Daenerys' bloodline seems more potent.

"Wow, I want to hatch a dragon baby."

As expected, the two girls become excited upon hearing that the dragon eggs might hatch.

Viserys then uses a key to unlock the box containing the three dragon eggs on the table.

Click—

He lifts the lid, revealing the three huge dragon eggs protected by lamplight grass, each one quite hefty.

"These are dragon eggs."

Sunlight streams in through the window.

Viserys gazes at the three dragon eggs, feeling an inexplicable surge of emotion each time he sees them.

"They're so beautiful..."

The brown-haired girl is immediately drawn to the eggs, even staring at them as if they're the most beautiful things in the world.

"Brother, I want to see too."

Daenerys hides behind Viserys, unable to see the eggs on the table due to her height.

She tugs on Viserys' sleeve, and he lifts her onto a chair so she can see the eggs in the box.

Both Daenerys and Rhaenys are captivated by the eggs, as if they're magnets drawing their gaze.

Perhaps they share the same feelings as Viserys; the Targaryen bloodline might have a unique connection with dragon eggs.

Years ago, Viserys spent a fortune trying to acquire dragon eggs, but he easily identified many frauds using dyed stones to impersonate the real thing.

"Rhaenys, Daenerys."

"Choose one each."

Viserys falls silent for a moment, shifting his gaze from the eggs to the two girls, still staring blankly at the eggs.

This is Viserys' plan—to have all three Targaryens, including himself, attempt to hatch the dragon eggs together.

He recalls what his magical and mystical advisor, Miss Melisandre, once said.

"When glass candles burn again, ghost grass grows anew, dragon fire scorches the earth, phantom turtles haunt the warlock's way, the blind see once more, and those who have shamed warlocks are cursed."

"These signs all represent the return of magic; the power of magic might revive once again."

It's clear that dragons and magic are closely related.

Yet the tide of magic has not arrived, and witches have no power.

Can dragons truly be hatched in this age without magic?

Viserys can't help but think of the Targaryen family history he's read so thoroughly.

The last Targaryen dragon was as small as a human child.

Was it because of the Citadel's conspiracy, or was it simply born at the tail end of the magical tide, that it faced such an unjust fate?

Then...

If it were born a few decades earlier, would it have become a ruler of the skies?

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