Chapter 5

Time skip... [285 AC]

Now I am around 6 years old and walking on my own two feet and even picked up a couple of swords and weapons, of course, no full-on combat yet. During these 5 years I tested out my Sharingan on Taragaryen knights and lower-ranked citizens when I used the Sharingan was I able to create illusions in their minds[simple stuff like giving them slight nightmares and making them believe they had lost their coins!] and I was able to copy the Knights' sword skills and attack patterns, of course, I also trained my own sword skills with Zoro's sword techniques, starting first with Nitoryu[Two sword-style].

"You are this young and can already wield a sword! Very interesting!" One of the Targaryen knights said to me as we did a quick sword duel. It wasn't much combat, but he was impressed that a 6-year old could even wield a real steel knight-sword.

"What can I say. I am full of surprises," I smirked as my young body slashes forward, I was very quick for my age. The knight looks shocked and impressed by my sheer speed.

Me and this knight trained together for quite some time, it was good practice for me as we clashed swords, the more I learned about the Taragaryen combat style and my two-sword style as I know started using two knight swords at once.

"Now you can use two knightswords? Is this kid even human? Haha!" The Taragaryen knight smirked, his long white dangles over his face as we continue to spar each other. This knight was called Valros, he was one of the strongest Taragaryen knights and I assume my swordsmanship teacher. I admit fighting in a young body was quite difficult, as my footing was kind 'off' but thanks to my Nitoryu skills I was able to hold my own against Valros in a sword match.

In the background, Daenerys is watching me fight against Valros with awe in her alluring violet eyes. She looked really pretty up close, almost like a young goddess, she was quite the stunning sight. I can't believe that I really was reborn in the Game of Thrones world, now it is time to focus and get ready for future events. I need to know the exact date.

"You are a very strong fighter brother! Can you teach me?" The young Daenerys claps her hands with a bright smile as walks over my way. She was wearing a white dress and white shoes.

"If you want," I said with a smirk as I point my sword to her.

I walk over to Daenerys and pick up a wooden sword, I didn't want to hurt her, plus I am not sure if she could even wield a real sword like me.

Daenerys gets in a fighter's stance and cutely looks over to me"Well? Show me your moves," She smiles as she grabs the wooden sword and faces me. I was shocked to know that a princess like Daernerys would want to fight, then again she was special and different than other princesses' that's for sure.

Suddenly the throneroom door slowly opens.

"She will not be learning any of that, she will become a Queen, not a fighter," An old man with long white hair and sucked-in eyes walks towards me and Daenerys

"Ah my son, Drakon, already fighting at this young age, you are quite the marvel, I knew you were special when you were born, where is your disgrace of a brother?" Aerys II says with a serious face as he pours himself some wine. So the Mad King is indeed my father. Fuck. This is not good, he is a crazy old bastard.

Daenerys speaks up, "Viserys is in his room, I believe he is reading," She says as she brings to brush her long flawless white hair.

"Of course he is, Viserys is an odd one, he never wants to fight or become stronger, he rather read, at least I have a real young warrior as my son, I can see you getting stronger every day, make me proud my son," Aerys II looks over to me as he walks over to his throne.

"Ah before I forget, there is a meeting today, I want you and Daenerys to join, " He said as he sips more wine.

"What is this meeting about?" I said as I put away my knight sword.

"Bloody politics," Aerys II snarls with a pissed off face.

This should be fun...