GOT King of Dragon

Fortunately, disaster did not strike.

The white deer drew closer, and Rhaegar's hands and feet trembled slightly. He cautiously moved forward, raising his hands above his head.

"Yoo, yoo~"

Under the setting sun, the shadows of the boy and the deer overlapped.

The white deer stopped in front of Rhaegar, lowered its head, and sniffed at the grapes he held out in his small hands. It stretched out its tongue, rolled up a grape, and began chewing.

The sweet flesh of the fruit burst with juice, filling the deer's mouth with a refreshing taste, offering it a new and delightful experience.

After swallowing one grape, it quickly devoured the rest.

Rhaegar watched the deer with excitement, but due to insufficient blood circulation to his heart, his face gradually turned pale. Cold sweat soaked through his thin, elegant clothes.

"Good buddy, you've eaten my stash. Now, let me pet you a little."

As he spoke, Rhaegar took deep breaths, stretching out his small hand under the deer's clear gaze.

He touched the silky fur of its long neck.

"Yoo, yoo?"

The white deer didn't flinch, letting the young human stroke it. It even nudged his satchel with its nose.

Rhaegar beamed. "You little glutton, you smelled that I've got more treats?"

Hugging the deer's neck with one arm, Rhaegar pressed his cheek against its snowy-white fur, gently nuzzling it. 

With his other hand, he opened the small pouch and poured out the remaining contents all at once onto the ground.

A few grapes, a slice of apple, half an orange...

The white deer didn't hold back, lowering its head to eat ravenously.

Watching this scene, Elick was utterly shocked. His lips moved slightly. "Your Highness…"

Rhaegar turned to look at the bewildered Elick. A faint blush crept onto his pale face as he stammered shyly, "These were just leftover fruits I hadn't finished. It would've been wasteful to throw them away."

"No, that's not what I meant. I mean... I mean…" 

At this moment, Elick found himself utterly speechless.

Even someone as unshakable as him, who wouldn't bat an eye when surrounded by assassins, was deeply astonished.

A white deer voluntarily approached a human.

In the recorded history of the Vislote continent, there had never been anything so extraordinary.

If poets and bards were to hear of this, it would surely become a legendary tale passed down through the ages.

Regardless of what the White Knight thought, Rhaegar wasn't in a state to ponder such things.

His heartbeat grew heavier with each passing moment. Accompanied by a ringing in his ears, Rhaegar felt dizzy, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

"Sir Knight, don't hurt my friend…"

With his last bit of strength, he whispered these words, then loosened his grip on the deer's neck and collapsed.

*Thud—*

After an exhausting day, Rhaegar couldn't handle the surge of emotions and fainted.

"Your Highness... Your Highness…"

Before losing consciousness completely, Rhaegar seemed to hear Elick shouting desperately and shaking him.

"Rare creature detected. Contains trace amounts of magical elements. Initiating scan…"

"Scan complete. A pure-hearted white deer. Would you like to begin exploration?"

"…"

"Explorer is unconscious. Exploration will begin automatically. Please wait…"

Hearing the system's prompt, Rhaegar could no longer think. He completely blacked out.

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Meanwhile, elsewhere.

In an open clearing near the royal forest.

Having fled the camp in sorrow, Rhaenyra was now calm, sitting atop a fallen tree.

In front of her, a handsome knight in silver armor and a white robe set down his sword and skillfully lit a campfire.

"Ser Cole, I didn't expect your talents to extend beyond combat," Rhaenyra teased, propping her chin in her hands.

With a smile, Cole, his dark curly hair framing his face, worked on preparing a rabbit he had hunted. "I come from humble beginnings. Before becoming a knight, I had to do all the chores myself."

It was undeniable—Criston Cole was truly exceptional.

Not only was he a knight of great honor, but his good looks also charmed many young women.

His gentle demeanor and pure gaze were a deadly combination.

Starved for affection, Rhaenyra was utterly smitten with her White Knight.

She gazed at him with starry-eyed admiration as he worked on dinner.

If Rhaegar were present, he would swear by the Seven Gods that even if Cole served her a piece of burnt charcoal, Rhaenyra would eat it without hesitation.

*Rustle, rustle…*

Just as the rabbit began to roast, a noise from not far away caught their attention.

Cole unsheathed his sword, ready for an enemy hidden in the darkness.

*Snort, snort~*

As time passed, a black wild boar emerged from the shadows of the forest, charging madly.

Faced with the onslaught of a fully grown wild boar, Cole's eyes widened. He quickly dodged to the side.

With a swift adjustment of his stance, his sword sliced the boar, leaving a wound on its body.

*Snort, snort~*

The boar, its thick skin and flesh largely unscathed, turned and charged again in a frenzy.

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This time, it targeted Rhaenyra, who was momentarily frozen in shock.

"Watch out!" 

Cole shouted loudly, warning Rhaenyra to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, the wild boar leapt over the burning campfire, charging straight at the seemingly more vulnerable girl.

The campfire was scattered, burning logs flying in all directions, sending flames into the night sky.

It was like a burst of fiery fireworks.

Amid the flames, the wild boar closed in on the girl.

Its sharp tusks were less than a fist's width from her soft abdomen.

The danger of death drew ever closer.

…

"No!"

Under the moonlit night, a scream pierced the air, shrill and desperate.

Rhaegar abruptly opened his eyes, sitting bolt upright, his face and eyes filled with fear.

"You're awake, Prince!"

The next second, Elric's joyful voice reached his ears.

Rhaegar turned his head reflexively, as if startled, and his eyes fell on a blazing campfire.

"The… the campfire isn't destroyed?"

Seeing the roaring flames, Rhaegar swallowed hard, his mouth still dry with anxiety.

Footsteps sounded behind him. Rhaegar turned his head and saw Elric striding toward him, his face full of excitement. 

In Elric's hand was a wild chicken, its neck tied with a rope made of grass.

"Sir, where are we? And where is my sister?" 

Rhaegar, still somewhat disoriented, asked anxiously, his youthful face tense with worry.

Elric dropped the game he was carrying, approached the frightened young prince, and placed his hands firmly on his shoulders, his expression serious. 

"Don't be afraid—it was just a nightmare."

"A nightmare?" 

Rhaegar wiped his forehead, which was damp with the cold sweat of terror.

Elric gently patted his back, patiently recounting the events of the day.

Finally, Rhaegar began to recall what had happened.

"Phew…"

He exhaled heavily, relief flashing through his eyes as the fear faded from his face.

"So, it was just a nightmare."

Though the dream had felt incredibly real, Rhaegar was no stranger to being plagued by nightmares.

"Sir, that dream really scared me." 

As the lingering panic subsided, Rhaegar managed a small, awkward smile to mask his unease.

Elric shook his head. "Everyone has bad dreams. Just let it go."

Rhaegar murmured a quiet word of thanks.

Then, as if remembering something, he glanced around.

Not seeing the figure he had in mind, Rhaegar asked curiously, "Where is the white stag? Where did it go?"

Elric answered truthfully, "After you fainted, the white stag stayed by your side the entire time. It even brought you a red fruit. 

"Before I left to check the traps, the white stag let you rest on its belly. 

"Perhaps it sensed you were about to wake up and left on its own."

Disappointed, Rhaegar muttered, "It left? I wanted to take it back and show it to my father."

Elric comforted him. "The white stag doesn't belong to the world of humans. It comes from the forest, and now it's returned there. You should be happy for your new friend."

"Yes, I called it a friend," 

Rhaegar whispered, though he still felt a twinge of reluctance in his heart.

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**Author's Note:**

I don't have a lot of pre-written chapters, so I can only guarantee two updates per day. 

When the book gets officially signed, I'll add an extra chapter as a bonus. 

For milestones like 300, 500, or 1,000 favorites… 

Or 30, 100 monthly tickets… 

I'll add bonus chapters to celebrate these small achievements.

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