章節 513: Chapter 513: Return to King's Landing
"I'm fine," the silver-haired young man stated, his face as pale as parchment. With Leaf and Snow's assistance, he got back to his feet and shook his head. He bent down again to pick up the torch that had fallen to the ground and carefully examined the ancient obsidian spearhead in his hand.
Now it appeared dull, devoid of any sheen. However, Viserys understood its immense historical significance, drenched in the blood and tears of the Children of the Forest. Yet, a nagging question remained.
"The Children of the Forest, unicorns, giants, and mammoths – who exactly were these beasts they united against?"
Although back in the present, the images he had seen made Viserys frown and feel a touch of fear. He and Balerion might be capable of taking on such creatures due to the dragon's size and aerial abilities. But what would it cost humanity to wage a full-scale war against such monsters? Especially when it was only one of many.
Once back in King's Landing, Viserys planned to consult books for answers. Despite being the capital, King's Landing didn't boast the most extensive library. The answers he sought were ancient, and Oldtown's Citadel might hold the records he needed.
Having absorbed the visions from the Three-Eyed Raven, he realized this matter couldn't be postponed. He needed to swiftly eliminate all current foes and brace for harsher challenges ahead.
"Let's move on," the silver-haired youth said after taking a deep breath.
Days later, Viserys rested in the cave beneath the Weirwood tree, consuming a paste made from its seeds to rejuvenate his depleted psychic energy. The Weirwood's power had fully transferred to Viserys, leaving the tree a mere husk, swaying in the wind.
The golden leaves, once radiant, now faded to their natural pale branches and red leaves.
Emerging from the cave with two young Children of the Forest, Balerion awaited outside. Over the days, the dragon would occasionally fly away for food.
Beneath the Frostfang Mountains, the vast army of the dead neither attacked in Balerion's absence nor retreated. They merely waited, knowing Viserys would depart someday.
And that day came.
The wind outside the cave rustled as Viserys, cloaked and with Dawn at his side, stood alongside the two Children of the Forest. They mournfully looked at the Weirwood, their last bastion. To the Children, the Old Gods were synonymous with the Weirwoods.
But Viserys didn't share their sentiment. His psychic powers ignited, eyes blazing a soft purple, as he locked eyes with the Night King below the Frostfangs.
At the mountain's base, the Night King, crowned with ice, waited atop a skeletal horse. Snow had accumulated over days of his motionless vigil. Sensing Viserys's gaze, he finally moved, shaking off the snow, and met Viserys's stare.
Ascending the dragon with the two Children, a roaring cry echoed across the vast mountains as the black dragon soared into the sky.
The army of the dead stirred as Viserys left, engulfing the Weirwood like a dark tide.
Viserys's absence from King's Landing hadn't been long, but rumors ran rampant. Some claimed he left because the Queen bore him no son, while others whispered about a mistress in Pentos. His return dispelled all speculation.
The dragon's roar announced his arrival, landing in front of the Red Keep. Entering the grand palace with the two Children, Viserys's return disappointed many who hoped he'd never return.
The Children, especially Leaf, who claimed to have once traveled Westeros, were taken aback by the city's grandeur. She had seen a dragon, not a friendly one, and after facing many perils, returned home.
Viserys's acquisition of the Children became the talk of King's Landing. The Children, unseen for a millennium, combined with the previously revealed giants, led people to marvel at Viserys's capabilities. If he charged for viewings, he'd be rich, but he wasn't that callous.
His return stabilized King's Landing's political scene. At a Small Council meeting, Varys presented intelligence about increasing meetings among the city's poor, suggesting a crackdown. Princess Rhaenys, however, sympathized with them, attributing their plight to war and the Riverlands' blockade restricting food supplies.
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