With that bit of Whitebeard whimsy aside... Ronan started his next great sailing journey.
A kind of trip that he was very much looking forward to.
For these past few years, he's been so cooped up with colony assimilation, dragon raising, seafloor dredging, and just a whole lot of forestation.
With a few bits and bobs sprinkled in between.
It was manageable as soon as the Heaven page dished out corresponding rewards... but they were still some daunting tasks that taxed him in some way.
Fucking Rhaenyra or Laena brought some relief to the stress... until neither of them could no longer handle his libido alone.
Finally fucking both Rhaenyra and Laena at the same time, however... was heavenly!
His lovely wife hadn't really complained much to the reveal of the mistress... as soon as he stuffed her mouth with his dick.
Of course, it helped that she assumed he was some Prince that was Promised... and that "the dragon has three heads" or something.
Ronan didn't have much to say to that rationalization... he simply took advantage of it. Like the scumbag he is.
In any case, after many stress-relieving activities, Rhaenyra eventually did bear their second child in her belly... and finally gave birth to...
Rolls Royce.
An achievement that needed celebrating, and what better way to do so than with a family vacation?
On a gigantic whale ship inspired by Moby Dick, exploring the seas... like how Edward Newgate did with his own version of family.
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Honestly, the whole trip was fun.
Taking starting detours to check up on the progresses of Bronzen Myr, Brozyrosh, the Stepping Bronze, and Lys.
Not the actual final names he wanted to land on, but hey, he'll take Bronzyrosh the Stepping Bronze as a win.
And yeah, their developments as colonies were acceptable too.
Of course, he also decided to make a pitstop at Volantis... to make them lose their shits for a bit while he's actually just on a sightseeing tour of their lovely Free City.
Accordingly, it was high time for his odd Valyrian family to also see some of their ancestral lands... hence the sailing around the Valyrian Peninsula and seeing the edge of the Doom itself.
It helped that some of the new dragons have also made living on its edges... Dragonstone can only house so much after all.
Granted, he also had a suit of armor prepared for this very occasion... mostly green with bronze hints and a matching rune shotgun.
For exploring some of the Doomed Valyria as the Doomguy seemed fitting enough.
And maybe he'll actually be the Doom Slayer (of Bronze) when he can put all these active volcanoes to sleep.
But those were aspirations for a later date... so Ronan simply used his warging to spot the most monstrous Firewyrm he could find... and ride the lavascape with its massive body as if he's some Lisan al-Gaib...
A sight that gobsmacked all those that saw... and amazed the idolizing kids of course.
Consequently, their tour also made its way to places like Elyria and then Tolos and then to the rest of Slaver's Bay... out of sheer curiosity.
It helped that many of them turned meek as soon as a giant whale ship, that can let dragons ride, docked on their "bays".
Even the gulf of Ghis and New Ghis was quite accepting of their Valyrian family trip... flanked by dragons with tentacles emerging from their near waters from time to time.
And then it was Port Yhos and Qarkash until their eventual arrival to Qarth itself. To see the wonder walls of Qarth and whatnot.
From there, it was a straight shot to the uniqueness of Yi Ti and then Leng...
And as a horror house experience for the little ones, they reached Asshai and had them immersed in the spookiness of it all.
Overall, a great trip... only the first half, but still.
With the return journey being just as exotic... like looking over the edge of Ulthos and its purply jungle.
Traversing the Jade Sea for its other island curiosities.
For the Manticore Isles, it was a bug-catching. The crescent-shaped Mahrai and its smoky, flamey saunas. Zabhad... and the usual trade stuff.
Then it was the culture of Moraq as they passed through the Cinnamon Straits and then behind the forested island of Lesser Moraq.
Which led them to Wyvern Point... letting the kids have their dragons battle it out with the local wyverns for a fun time.
Extended further as they passed through Basilisk Isles... with the local corsairs and pirates behaving as if they were the most innocent of folks.
Ronan even had a go at the infamous Gogossos and mingled a bit with some brindled men.
After all, there was a bronze pate disease in this continent, and as a bronze-themed man... he had to have a way to weaponize it. For the shits and giggles.
Alas, it was an endeavor for a later return, as the butterflies of Naath were next in the itinerary.
With the last but not least... being the Summer Isles. Wherein the climax was held... and it was actually just climaxing inside the girls.
Straightforward enough really.
Just as how straight and forward they all sailed back to familiar Westeros from there.
With Ronan released and at ease. Ready to take on the next challenge and the next adventure.
Like sailing into the Sunset Sea to see what's actually West of Westeros.
Or diving under the Sunset Sea to find island-sized Behemoths or find out whether mermaid kingdoms actually existed.
Maybe find out what's East of Essos. What's at the rest of Ulthos and Sothoryos?
Or maybe put out the Doom as he planned to.
He could aim even higher... to see what's beyond the sky. Becoming a Beyonder Bronze that explored more than Planetos itself.
However, before all that, Ronan locked in on the easiest thing he had on his on-the-spot agenda... and that was just to deal with the Night King.
Because he felt that having a subservient butler that can conjure ice cubes into drinks would be quite nifty.
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