Chapter 1087 Obtaining the Title

"Uncle."

Helos had tried hard to imagine what kind of person he was called a careful, intelligent, thoughtful, and unfathomable uncle.

Prince Doran is now almost eighty years old, and he is the one who survived to the finals in this game of thrones.

Most of his old opponents are no longer alive, either died in wars or accidents, and only he has lived safely to this day.

However, all of Heros's imagination of Prince Doran was definitely not the scene he saw in front of him.

In the spacious and dark bedroom, there is no extra furniture, not even a chair, just a big bed.

A gauze curtain was drawn all around, half blocking the figure lying on the bed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of herbs.

The moment Helos walked into Prince Doran's bedroom, he couldn't help frowning slightly, but he lightly covered it with his arms and managed to resist the pungent smell.

"Uncle."

He walked into the bedroom and looked at the figure lying on the hospital bed, and then the figure waved to him, and Helos walked closer.

Then he saw an old man with a withered face and white hair lying quietly on the hospital bed.

The opponent's body was already thin and bony, and he could almost see the bones on his cheeks and arms, and he was staring at the ceiling with dim yellow eyes.

"Didn't think I was like this now?"

Helos looked at Prince Doran and opened his mouth without saying a word, while the old man lying on the hospital bed was slightly short of breath, then tried his best to turn his head to look at Helos, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I"

Helos is very smart, but he found that he was a little speechless when he actually saw the series of words he prepared to meet Prince Doran.

"You look a lot like your father."

However, Prince Doran didn't care about Helos' speechlessness. He looked at the young man in front of him and seemed to see the son-in-law he personally selected back then.

Prince Doran coughed violently a few times, and his gray head shook as if he would lose his breath at any moment.

Then his voice changed, and he asked in a hoarse but straightforward manner.

"Tell me, child."

"What happened in King's Landing?"

Several hours have passed since Helos entered Prince Doran's bedroom, and the sky above his head has gradually darkened.

On the other hand, Tristan stayed on the balcony on the second floor of Flowing Water Garden, leaning on the railing, overlooking the noble children who were urged by the nurse to eat after playing around. Among them were his two sons and one daughter.

Tristan was still thinking about the words Helos just said, slightly uneasy.

The inheritance of the Martell family, or the inheritance of most nobles in Westeros, is like this, and the children of the collateral line will gradually differentiate and eventually become ordinary people.

For example, Prince Drang is now Lord of Sunspear and Prince of Dorne, while his siblings Oberyn and Elia are also princes and princesses.

And if Tristan's brother Quentyn takes the throne, Tristan will also become a prince, but the children of Uncle Oberyn and Aunt Elia can't be called princes or princesses of Dorne.

They will be gradually differentiated into ordinary Martell family members, until they become servants or warriors who serve the family, otherwise the number of family inheritance will be uncontrollable.

However, what His Highness Helos just said. His son will become the Prince of Dorne in the future.

If it is true, Tristan must have thought about this question, after all, no one will turn a blind eye to it, it must be lying.

But then this idea was abandoned with the gradual realization of reality.

It wasn't until Helos' words just now that Tristan's hidden ambition was revived.

My brother was born a few years earlier than me, so I may not be worse than him in terms of ability

If he can surpass his brother and become his father's heir, isn't his son Morse the future Prince of Dorne?

If you want to work hard for your son

When the ambition is hooked, the next step is restlessness and anxiety.

But it is a pity that Tristan was only aroused by ambition, but for a while, he could not think of any good way to replace his brother and win the favor of his father.

However, at this moment, the door to my father's bedroom suddenly opened.

Prince Doran was in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the bedroom by his personal bodyguard. Then Prince Doran announced a decision that surprised and even panicked Tristan.

Prince Doran announced that he had given his grandson the title of Prince of Dorne, Prince Heros Targaryen, also of Dorne blood.

Next, Helos will take full control of Dorne in his place, and the Martell family will also swear allegiance to Prince Helos.

Prince Doran's sudden decision caught many people off guard.

However, this matter cannot be faked. After all, it was announced by Prince Doran, who was bedridden for a long time, and testified by his own letters.

As a result, the news that Prince Helos had become the new Prince of Dorne spread like wings in Dorne.

"Dorne joined the Seven Kingdoms a century and a half ago, and House Martell continues to rule Dorne in the name of Kings on the Iron Throne, and still retains the title of 'Prince of Dorne'."

"Can the title of prince be transferred to a foreign surname?"

Prince Doran's decision was incomprehensible, but he had to act obediently.

After all, Prince Doran's rule over Dorne for so many years has long been ingrained, and Prince Helos has a clean background.

His mother was Queen Rhaenys, the daughter of Prince Rhaegar Targaryen and Princess Elia Martell.

Therefore, the de jure reason that Helos found the title of Prince of Dorne from his grandmother is reasonable, just as Robert ascended the Iron Throne in the name of his grandmother Rayleigh Targaryen.

Therefore, although many Dornish nobles have some doubts in their hearts, they have no blatant opposition.

After all, the Martell family has ruled Dorne for so many years, just like the Stark family ruled the North, it has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Anyway, Prince Helos has the blood of the Martell family and has a giant dragon. If he wants to be the Prince of Dorne, let him be.

Among them, the most anxious person may be the sure thing, almost Prince Quentin Martell, who is waiting for his father to die.

He never imagined that a person would parachute down and take his position, and this person was his nephew.

"Tristan, we can't sit still!"

After Helos took control of Sunspear City logically, Quentyn anxiously found his younger brother Tristan.