Game of Thrones: I Am The Heir For A Day

Chapter 466: The Miraculous Effects of the Soul Restoring Orchid

Chapter 466: The Miraculous Effects of the Soul Restoring Orchid

Knock, knock...

Someone was knocking on the door.

Laena's voice came from outside the bedroom. "Rhaenyra, may I come in?"

"Come in!" Rhaenyra quickly agreed.

The door creaked open, and Laena stepped in, her eyes widening in surprise as she saw Rhaegar training a young dragon. "Rhaegar, another dragon?"

"Cousin, thank you for coming all the way from Driftmark," Rhaegar said, putting down the baby dragon and rising to greet her.

Laena chuckled. "It's nothing. I'm just glad Rhaenyra has given birth safely."

Rhaenyra, who was nursing her baby, turned her head to cover herself, interrupting, "Is something wrong?"

Noticing her discomfort, Rhaegar draped a thin blanket over her back.

Laena watched the couple's tender interaction, momentarily speechless. Then she remembered her purpose. "The Cannibal has arrived at the Red Keep. The Hand of the King sent me to find you, Rhaegar. There’s much to be done."

From the king's coma to the queen's power play, and the financial strains and gathering of undesirable elements by the Greens, the issues required the attention of the heir prince, who also held regent powers.

Rhaegar's expression darkened slightly as he realized the gravity of the situation. Sensing his concern, Laena continued, "Alicent fed the king poppy milk to manipulate the Small Council, but the situation is now stabilized."

She added that the king had stopped Alicent but had fallen back into a coma. Upon hearing this, Rhaegar's face immediately turned grim.

After a moment's thought, he decided to see his father first. "I'll check on my father."

Rhaenyra agreed. "I'll go with you."

She also wanted to take the two children. Rhaegar did not object, taking the eldest son first, leaving Laena to help Rhaenyra change clothes. The young dark green dragon was also taken and handed over to the Dragonkeeper stationed at the Red Keep to be sent to the Dragonpit.

As they climbed the stairs, Laena walked behind, her eyes on the two boys. "Rhaenyra, you're amazing, solving the heir problem in one fell swoop."

Rhaenyra turned back, trying to comfort her. "You will have more children in the future. The Maester's diagnosis is not always accurate."

After a difficult birth, Laena had been told it would be hard for her to conceive again. She shook her head, showing no disappointment, and suggested, "You are my good friend and the foster mother of my daughters. Would you consider a marriage alliance between our houses?"

"This..." Rhaenyra hesitated, clearly tempted.

Rhaegar took over, smiling. "There's no rush. The children are still young. If they like each other in the future, we can consider a marriage contract."

Rhaenyra looked stunned but Rhaegar gave her a reassuring look. The proposal was indeed tempting. With Laenor's death, Laena was set to become a representative of House Velaryon and a future councilor of Lys. A marriage alliance would strengthen ties with Daemon and the Sea Snake, bringing them closer to the royal family.

Laena, sensing the hint of refusal, smiled. "That's good. The children growing up together will surely develop feelings for each other."

Rhaegar smiled back and continued helping Rhaenyra upstairs. He anticipated Daemon and the Sea Snake's power would expand significantly in the next decade. While a marriage alliance would strengthen the royal family, it would also place heavy expectations on them. He didn’t want Daemon and the Sea Snake to wield undue influence or make it difficult to take necessary actions if they made mistakes. Moreover, the children were still young, and premature arrangements might prevent them from finding more suitable matches in the future.

Rhaegar's mind raced as he repeated a passage from the ancient text. "It grows on carrion, looks like an orchid, its pollen is fragrant, and picking it can nourish the spirit." It was very similar to the description of the Soul Restoring Orchid he had found.

"Rhaenyra, do you still have any of the powder I gave you?" Rhaegar asked. There had been two Soul Restoring Orchid powders, and his had been used up long ago during the war.

Rhaenyra paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "There's still a little left."

She pushed open the door and called for someone to fetch it. Seeing this, Munkun breathed a sigh of relief and left with Orwyle.

Soon, Sara, the maid, arrived with a delicate powder box. Rhaegar opened it and found that about a third of the powder remained, enough for roughly a month's use. The Soul Restoring Orchid, which grows in the Smoking Sea, is incredibly rare and difficult to obtain.

Rhaegar had used the powder sparingly, only sprinkling a little on his pillow occasionally. Now, he hoped it might help his father. He sprinkled some of the powder on Viserys’s pillow and then gently reached out to hold his father's hand. Summoning his fire magic, he sought to stimulate the blood flow in Viserys’s body.

One minute, two minutes... Ten minutes passed. Rhaegar’s forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat, and his body temperature rose noticeably. The eldest son in his arms squirmed, kicking his legs in discomfort from the heat.

"Mmm-hmm," Viserys groaned, his face gradually flushing with color.

Overjoyed, Rhaegar put his struggling son on the bed and called softly, "Father, wake up."

Viserys opened his eyes slowly, disoriented. He saw his eldest son and asked, "Rhaegar, you’re back?"

"Yes, Father. You suddenly fainted yesterday, so I hurried back to King's Landing last night," Rhaegar explained. "How do you feel? Are you still dizzy?"

Viserys, still confused, replied, "Not bad. I feel more spirited than yesterday, and my body is warm."

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra exchanged relieved smiles.

"Wait!" Viserys's eyes fell on the baby in Rhaenyra's arms. "This child...?"

Didn't he just fall into a coma a day ago? Yesterday, Rhaenyra was still pregnant, and today she held a baby.

"Ooh-wa-wa~" The sound of a young, squeaky voice came from nearby.

Viserys turned his head. A white, clean baby lay beside him, staring up with clear, purple eyes. The old king and the baby locked eyes, studying each other.

"Gurgle~" The baby tilted his head, thumb in his mouth, his little tummy gurgling.

Viserys’s spirit brightened, and he almost jumped out of bed. He pinched the baby’s chubby hand and his eyes shone with affection. After a moment, he turned to Rhaenyra and said, "The child is so small, how can he grow tall and strong on an empty stomach?"

Rhaenyra blushed and handed her second son to Laena, then took the eldest son and began to breastfeed him. It was amusing that the eldest son remained particularly calm and quiet, no matter what was done to him.

Viserys eagerly reached out. "Show me this little guy."

Laena handed over the baby, causing a flurry of contented grunting. Viserys’s face split into a broad smile as he held the little one, pinching his meaty legs. "This little one has such strength. He will definitely grow up to be a great warrior."

Rhaegar smiled. "The one in Rhaenyra’s arms is a natural warrior."

"Don't jump to conclusions. You should believe that children have infinite possibilities," Viserys gently corrected, teasing the little one and then turning back to Rhaenyra. "Who is the older twin? Have you named them yet?"