Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 249

Chapter 249 Rega's Changes

　　Time flies by like a fleeting moment.

  121 AC.

 Early spring, morning.

Over the Divine Eye Lake, a giant golden dragon soared past, its golden scales shining brightly in the sun.

 “Hiss…”

The golden dragon roared, its well-proportioned body passed through the clouds, and flapped its wings to adjust its direction.

 In the center of Shenyan Lake, Qianmian Island.

Three years later, the lush green Qianmian Island has undergone great changes.

On the north side of the island, a towering building that is completely dark, looks like a mountain but not a mountain, and looks like a tower but not a tower stands tall.

A girl with the same silver-blonde hair and slightly curly hair was lying behind the boy, supporting her upper body with both hands, and her calves were raised and swaying slightly.

The young man raised his head, looked at Rhaenyra with bright eyes, and said teasingly: "You and I still have to be polite in our relationship, sister~"

 “Rhaegar, why don't you come and welcome me.”

 In the pavilion, the music of the piano is melodious.

 “Alert!”

A young man with silver-blond hair and long shawl hair was sitting on a red carpet, holding a harp in his arms and stroking the strings with his fingertips.

 Harrenhal.

Over Harrenhal, two dragons, one black and one blue, slowly circled, chasing each other back and forth.

The only flaw is a pair of thick dark circles under the eyes that ruin the atmosphere.

 She is still as beautiful as ever, and time seems to have left no trace.

On one wall of the tower, a spacious shack was built, with sets of simple tables and stools placed there.

Jumping to the ground with a thud, Rhaenyra touched the dragon's golden scales and smiled: "Go and play, Syrax."

 Seeing the golden dragon and the figure on its back clearly, the soldier captain showed reverence and continued the patrol mission.

Accompanied by the music of the piano, there were intermittent murmurings from girls in the pavilion.

The building is five hundred feet high, with four large holes running through it from top to bottom.

Permits of pleasant piano music came. It was obviously a cheerful piece of music, but it also contained a sense of melancholy.

 Raising his head, the golden dragon flew over the city wall and entered the castle.

　　showing a somewhat gloomy look.

When the wind blows, it makes a trumpet-like sound.

 “Black thread, dragon, rose…”

　　The young shoots poked out of the soil, and a little bit of white snow hung from the crown of the only willow tree.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and green fingertips held the slightly trembling strings to soothe the unfinished melody.

Syrax neighed in a low voice, the dragon's kiss arched the driver, turned around and flapped its wings to take off.

A strong wind blew, making the soldiers unsteady.

 Zhengzheng…

The golden dragon flew half a circle around the dark building, gliding towards the north shore of Divine Eye Lake.

The thick and steep city wall has been repaired, and groups of soldiers wearing black armor are patrolling in large strides.

 Syrax arrives and joins the dragons in their playfulness.

On the dragon's back, Rhaenyra, wearing a long red dress and her long hair tied behind her head, untied the chain around her waist and climbed down the ladder quickly.

Rhaenyra walked into the pavilion with her hands behind her back.

 Dozens of children around ten years old were sitting at attention, listening to the tall and fat teacher.

 In front of King Burning Tower, the location of the original "Bear Pit".

 The young man has a pale complexion, an unusually handsome appearance, a pair of deep purple pupils, and **** thin red lips.

The belly of the dragon is close to the sparkling lake surface, and the slender dragon tail is swaying in the water, splashing layers of water.

Hearing the sound and looking for it, a stone pavilion was built at the corner of the tower.

 “Quiet, this is the princess and her dragon.”

 “Hiss…”

 A strong wind arose from the ground, and the golden dragon flew across the vast castle vestibule and landed outside the pavilion.

The last two characters of 　　 are deliberately emphasized by two points.

Rhaenyra's face turned red and she said angrily: "You can't even show off?"

 As early as half a year ago, Rhaegar chose to follow the family tradition.

 With the witness of his father Viserys, a preliminary agreement was made.

 She and Rhaegar usually called each other by their first names, and only in private would they address each other by relationship.

Rhaegar clearly had bad intentions when he called her that.

“Rhaenayla, you just left the day before yesterday, why are you back so soon?”

Rhaegar asked with a smile on his face, a little confused.

Rhaenyra is now the foster mother of two girls. She also has to worry about the affairs of King's Landing and Dragonstone, and her feet are hitting the back of her head every day.

Even if you come to Harrenhal to see him, you won't be too frequent.

“Why else, of course I have a mission.”

Rhaenyra curled her lips and said helplessly: "Rhaegar, you haven't been back to King's Landing for more than half a year. My father misses you very much."

Rhaegar's smile faded when he heard this, he lowered his head and stroked the strings, losing interest in talking.

 Three years ago, Weimund Velaryon's funeral ended.

 After returning to King's Landing, Viserys frequently chatted with Rhaegar.

  It is not about discussing the renovation plan for King's Landing, nor is it about Harrenhal and Dragon's Lair.

Instead, around the Stepped Stone Islands, two proposals were put forward that were inconsistent with Rhaegar's opinions.

Viserys insisted on his opinion, but Rhaegar refused to agree.

 Finally, the father and son had two violent quarrels and broke up.

Rhaegar left King's Landing in anger, moved into Harrenhal, and devoted himself to repairing the castle and building dragon's nest.

“Rhaegar, you have been away from King's Landing for too long. The kingdom needs a prince who can be seen at all times.”

Rhaenyra walked into the pavilion, sat down next to Rhaegar, and whispered words of comfort.

 Three years have passed, and Rhaegar has returned to King's Landing more times than he can count on one hand.

 Many ministers in the court were privately discussing the discord between the king and the prince and his son.

 “Rhaenaela, are you afraid that someone will take the opportunity to steal your rights?”

Rhaegar's eyes were dull and unmoved.

Although he was angry at his father's foolish actions, he was not yet dizzy with anger.

 At first glance, it seems that he has left King's Landing and is far away from the center of politics. In fact, the power he holds is getting stronger day by day and is very solid.

 Staying in Harrenhal, he always supervises old Tully of Riverrun.

 Using Old Tully, the feudal lord, as the intermediary, he rode a glutton to visit all the princes in the Riverlands one by one.

 Among them, the Blackwood family was the first to pledge allegiance.

 Subsequently, other nobles in the Riverlands expressed their goodwill and swore allegiance privately.

 The Valley, he and Janey had kept in touch for many years.

Royce of Runestone City and the Grafson family of Seagull Town are his die-hard supporters.

 Kingland, Reach Land.

 Through the ever-growing mushroom collection, the nobles of both places had good personal relationships with him and he was quite popular.

Rhaegar just doesn't show up in King's Landing, and he can be seen all over the Seven Kingdoms.

Rhaenyra looked deeply at Rhaegar and sighed: "Your nameday is in a few days. My father is going to hold a family banquet. He asked me to inform you that you must attend."

"You know, I haven't liked name days since I was a child." Rhaegar lowered his voice.

Rhaenyra moved her buttocks, got a little closer, and said softly: "Go back, my father has been dreaming about you lately, and Allison even told me."

Rhaegar stroked the strings and made a sudden sound.

 He doesn't want to attend any family dinner.

　　In the days when he left King's Landing, he was far away from the disputes in the political whirlpool, and no one controlled his rights.

After the renovation of the black dragon stone, Harrenhal has taken on a new look, and Thousand Faces Isle has an additional dragon nest.

 Life is so comfortable.

Rhaenyra's face was solemn, she was so soft that she was ready to be tough.

 “Well, what's wrong?”

Helena was startled by the sound of the piano and looked up blankly, revealing a fair and beautiful face.

Rhaenyra heard the sound and looked.

 Helena is 12 years old and has already had her menarche.

　　The look on her face is like that of an ignorant girl. Her long, fluffy curly hair is tied into a bun. She is wearing a long goose velvet dress. Her figure is inherited from Allison's slender figure.

 Hands on the red carpet with both elbows, a pile of stone sculpture toys and wool **** are placed in front of him.

At this time, he was still holding a loose ball of green thread and a dragon-shaped stone sculpture in his hand.

Rhaenyra looked helpless, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, just play slowly."

"Oh well."

 Helena nodded, acting very obedient.

Suddenly, she raised her head again, looked at Rhaenyra blankly, and said strangely: "Sister, didn't you leave the day before yesterday?"

"I am back again."

Rhaenyra was speechless and her eyes twitched slightly.

 Since Rhaegar's arrogance, Helena's character has become more and more eccentric.

　　Not only are the prophecies nagging from the gods, but there is also a sense of selflessness and confusion.

Hearing this, Helena said "Oh" and lowered her head to play with the stone sculpture again, reducing her sense of presence.

 She has been staying at Harrenhal for several months.

 In winter, the climate in King's Landing is damp and cold.

She lived in an uncomfortable place and spent the winter in Harrenhal, where there was no supervision and it was always warm.

As he was speaking, the dragon-shaped stone sculpture in his hand fell from his hand and hit a red rose.

The rose rolled a few times, its petals withered and lost its beauty.

Helena pursed her lips and lowered her head, sulking at herself.

Without Helena's interruption, Rhaenyra picked up the previous topic.

“Rhaegar, this is your 16th name day, and it's your coming-of-age ceremony. You must come back to King's Landing with me!”

As she spoke, Rhaenyra looked serious and could not refuse.

 In Westeros, males become adults at the age of 16.

Rhaegar's name day was approaching, and no matter how reluctant he was, he had to accept his coming of age ceremony from his father.

Rhaegar glanced at her, his eyes flashing slightly.

Rhaenyra's eyes became increasingly dangerous, and she reached out to touch the soft flesh of his waist.

 It has been too long since I taught him a lesson, and he is not obedient at all.

 “Okay, okay, I'll go back with you.”

Rhaegar quickly grabbed the evil hand and smiled bitterly.

Rhaenyra frowned and questioned, "Really?"

"Of course, Targaryen is true to his word." Rhaegar was certain.

 It has indeed been a long time since he left King's Landing.

 A lot of things have been delayed.

For example, his knighthood should have been carried out at the age of 13, but it has been postponed until now.

 “That's pretty much it.”

Rhaenyra hummed softly, took the harp from his arms, and placed it on the stand nearby.

Rhaegar stretched, wanting to stand up and move around.

 “Sit down, I'm not leaving now.”

Rhaenyra moved behind him, pulled him into her arms, and held him close.

 Three years have passed in a flash.

  Rhaegar's appearance changed greatly.

 The slightly youthful face gradually matured, the height increased, and the muscles all over the body became solid.

 Belongs to the type of looking thin when wearing clothes and looking fleshy when undressing.

Handsome cheeks are fascinating, and deep pupils are dangerous.

Haunted by nightmares, I learned to play the harp from a famous teacher.

 This is used to temper the mind and soothe tense nerves.

 “What are your plans after the name day?”

Rhaenyra's voice was soft, her chin resting on his shoulder, and her red lips close to her ear.

 The agreement has been made.

 When Rhaegar comes of age, good things should be put on the agenda.

“Father will probably arrange for us to tour the mainland and visit nobles in various places.”

Rhaegar sniffed the fragrance of his hair and muttered: "When I am officially knighted, everything will be on track."

 (End of this chapter)

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