Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 250

Chapter 250 Rhaegar's Influence

 Night.

 Pagoda of Burning King, Hall of Hundreds of Furnaces.

 The hall is spacious and hollow, with a total of thirty-four stoves and smooth stone slabs on the floor.

 At the long solid wood table, Rhaegar had dinner with Rhaenyra and Helena.

Eating fruits that were out of season, Rhaenyra looked around and whispered: "Every time I come here, I feel so exaggerated."

 She was afraid that if she spoke too loudly, the hall would be filled with echoes.

 Harrenhal is a huge castle that the black-hearted Harren spent more than 40 years building.

The main hall of the castle alone is huge beyond imagination.

 According to records, the space of Bailu Hall can accommodate an army.

“What stands out about Harrenhal is that it's big and sturdy, so you'll get used to it.”

 It's really tolerable.

Jenny is indeed very honest, staying peacefully in the valley, and only communicating through raven letters on weekdays.

 The Wailing Tower has a storage room on the ground floor and a huge cellar below. The tower is carved with Syracuse, which means harvest.

 To avoid words.

The Widow's Tower connected to the Burning King's Tower is carved with gray shadows of people who moved away from Dragonstone Island and lived on Thousand Faces Islet.

 “Good night, sister.”

 “Fortunately, I went to see her three months ago.”

 “Hmm, good night, brother.”

 Fortunately, the walls of the tower are thick enough, or incredibly thick.

Hundred Furnace Hall is indeed too big, with stairs connecting two corridors and countless rooms.

The Ligui Tower is connected to the rebuilt church, and the top of the tower is carved with Helena's Dream Fire.

 After saying that, Helena wiped her mouth and went upstairs from the hall stairs.

 Looking at the proud Rhaegar, Rhaenyra smiled knowingly and praised him.

 The five towers were repaired, and the style of Harrenhal changed dramatically.

 The interior of the tower is unobstructed and can be simply modified.

Although she could not accept her betrayal, Rhaenyra was still filled with emotion.

Take Aegon's Sunfire to complete the dragons of the current generation of dragon masters in the Dragon family.

The spire of the top floor is built in the style of the Stone Drum Tower on Dragonstone Island, with a stone sculpture of a giant dragon cast one by one.

Rhaegar smiled, proud of his castle.

 With the smelting method of black stone dragonstone, the progress of repairing Harrenhal has increased rapidly.

 Swept away the darkness and devastation of the past, it became magnificent and became the best castle in Westeros.

Rhaegar also rebuilt the Church of the Seven Gods, cut down the weirwood trees that had been burned into dead wood, and only planted some ornamental trees in the sacred forest.

Rhaegar acted very calmly, without the awkwardness of the past, and said: "She understands my choice, and I will give her an explanation when I have the opportunity."

 “As long as you have an idea.”

 After the burning of Balerion, the five towers were twisted and deformed, and the roofs were burned into ruins.

 The last Tower of Terror, there really is no dragon to carve.

"I'm stuffed."

 Except for necessary buildings such as flowstone courtyards, bathrooms, and horse corridors.

 This amount of work alone took a full year and a half.

Rhaegar chuckled and said, "When you're full, go back to bed. We'll go back to King's Landing tomorrow."

 So much so that part of the city walls of Harrenhal have not yet been completely completed and are still being repaired with black dragonstone.

 The roofs of the buildings were all demolished and rebuilt to restore the original height and floors.

Helena put down her knife and fork, her cheeks bulging, and she took a sip of fruit wine.

 Then, he looked at Rhaenyra who was tasting red wine, approached her briskly, and reached out for a hug.

Outside of the tower, Lei Jia ordered people to remove a layer of the twisted and deformed wall and pour it with black dragon stone to form a new outer wall.

One of the reasons why Rhaegar did not return to King's Landing was that the construction schedule at Harrenhal was too busy and he really couldn't get away.

 Helena jumped off the chair, walked around the table, walked to Rhaegar and gave him a hug.

 The Burning King Pagoda, the main tower, has a dragon stone carved in the image of a glutton.

Rhaenyra nodded and asked no more questions.

 The five towers are the top priority.

With only the two siblings left in the hall, Rhaenyra hesitated: "Rhaegar, you and Jeyne..."

When dinner was almost done, Rhaegar took out two pieces of paper from his arms and shared: "Taylan wrote to me a few days ago. There is a serious drought in Dorne, and mobs have begun to appear on the border."

 Attention, it's a mob.

 A group of gangsters who are rampant, burning, killing and looting.

Rhaenyra took the two letters and looked at them, her expression a little solemn.

 It's not just Dorne who has problems.

There is also trouble for House Tyrell in Highgarden.

Duke Tyrell is old and has only one son who has been frail and sick since childhood as his heir.

 Not long ago, the heir contracted a cold and passed away on his bed in the school city.

 The Duke of Tyrell had no other son to shoulder the responsibility of succeeding him, and he suffered a heavy blow for a while.

 Send a private message to Rhaegar, expressing in a subtle way that he wants to straighten an illegitimate son, and whether he can get permission.

Rhaenyra looked unhappy after reading the content of the letter: "Rhaegar, you must not agree to Duke Tyrell's request. Your status cannot allow you to agree in this regard."

“Don't worry, I didn't reply to him.”

Rhaegar calmly took a sip of the sweet fruit wine without taking it too seriously.

 In Westeros, where blood is paramount, illegitimate children are a group that is not looked upon favorably.

Rhaegar was the eldest son of the king and the crown prince of the kingdom.

 Based on his status, he is one of the people who can least support the identity of an illegitimate child.

 Assuming he supported a **** son to succeed Highgarden, could anyone support Aegon as his successor?

 Aegon is, after all, a pure Targaryen, the second son of the king.

 It's more legitimate than an illegitimate son standing upright.

 So, Rhaegar did not intend to wade into this muddy water.

Hearing this, Rhaenyra felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, he said angrily: "The Tyrell and Tully families are really the same as each other. They are all worried about their heirs."

 Old Tully's eldest son died in the rebellion, and Riverrun lost its heir.

 For three years, he has been undecided between his two second sons and his grandson.

Logically speaking, the order of succession should be the second son, and the last in line should be the grandson.

But the two sons are too incompetent, ambitious and talented, and foolish beyond reach.

Although grandson is mediocre, he has seen it through.

Old Tully wanted to make his grandson his heir, so his two sons joined forces to make trouble, causing chaos in Riverrun.

Rhaegar couldn't help but let Tully fend for himself. Looking at the aggrieved Rhaenyra, Rhaegar smiled helplessly: "But these two families are the most loyal to the royal family, and we cannot ignore them."

 “It's annoying not to mention them.”

Rhaenyra raised her eyebrows and huffed.

Rhaegar blinked: "It's late at night, go to sleep."

 “Well, serve your queen to bed.”

Rhaenyra's voice was gentle and she waited with open arms.

Rega smiled, stood up and picked her up.

 The next day.

Early in the morning, noisy voices could be heard from the walls of Harrenhal, as craftsmen repaired the walls.

Most of these craftsmen come from King's Landing, dispatched by Maester Menas of the Dragon's Den.

 The rest are slaves and natives of the Riverlands...

Rhaegar probably did some calculations.

There are probably more than a thousand craftsmen of all kinds living in Harrenhal, and there are four to five thousand people including their families.

Fortunately, the castle is big enough to accommodate these people.

 “Hiss…”

Three consecutive dragon roars came, sweeping over the city wall with strong winds.

The craftsman steadied his steps and looked up enviously.

The sky was clear and clear, and the gluttons as black as coal took the lead, and the shadows of their wings covered a large area of ​​land.

Menghuo was smaller in size, carrying Helena with bright eyes, one person and one dragon shuttled between the clouds.

Syracuse is the smallest, only a little more than three times the size of Glutton, and has just left the sub-adult category.

Hung behind two adult dragons.

The three dragons circled the vast Divine Eye Lake and soared toward the southeast, which is a shorter distance.

Flying dozens of miles away from Harrenhal, a large village without walls came into view.

 Looking down from the sky, villages and towns cover a large area and are crowded with people.

 What's interesting is that the houses in the villages and towns have strange shapes, with round stone walls and conical roofs made of wooden boards.

 Looking from a distance, they look like big mushrooms with brown covers and gray stems.

 This is the mushroom collection!

 A trading bazaar composed of freemen loyal to Rhaegar, slaves, and women and children taken in by Flea Bottom.

 The main products are mainly local specialties, leather goods and handicrafts.

Rhaegar purchased several fruit groves, and there were winemakers among the slaves, who brewed a sweet fruit wine with a rich fruit aroma and a refreshing taste.

It is also one of Mushroom Ji's best-sellers.

 After taking root in the Riverlands, mushroom markets appeared, becoming the focus of merchants from the Riverlands, the Crown Lands, and even the Valley, Reach, and Stormlands.

 The wealth brought in increases exponentially every year.

 “Hiss…”

The glutton's vertical pupils flashed with pride, and he flapped his wings to cross over this frequent gathering place of little bugs.

 The King's Landing.

The sun is gradually rising, and the sunlight is shining on the earth, melting away the coldness of winter.

 As a coastal city, it doesn't snow in King's Landing.

But the cold and humid climate is still overwhelming.

Every winter, batches of corpses that died of cold and starvation would be pulled out of the flea nest.

However, this winter has been much better.

 The king accepted Prince Rhaegar's suggestion and gave the land in the royal domain to the homeless refugees for cultivation.

Prince Rhaegar himself also accepted a large number of women and children to the Riverlands, giving them work and a living.

 The days when the king came to the people were much better.

 In the morning, the temperature gradually increased.

 “Hiss…”

A dragon's roar as muffled as a bell resounded through King's Landing. The dark dragon slowly circled, and the dragon's kiss revealed traces of green dragon flames.

The sun came out, and many people walked out of their homes and leaned against the walls to bask in the sun.

 Hearing the roar of the dragon, he looked up unconsciously.

 To the eye, it is the terrifying appearance of a glutton, like an evil god.

 “This black dragon is Prince Rhaegar…”

 “Prince Rhaegar is back…”

The moment they saw the glutton, the image of the young crown prince appeared in the minds of the people, and they cheered up.

 In recent years, the prince and his black dragon have rarely appeared in King's Landing. People say that they can only be seen in the Riverlands.

Every time the dark dragon hovers over King's Landing, it can affect the emotions of the people.

 No one dislikes a prince who values ​​the common people.

 “Hiss…”

The Glutton circled the sky above King's Landing twice, announcing the return of the dragon and its driver.

 Wait for Menghuo and Syracuse to catch up and land towards the dragon's lair together.

 The gate of Dragon Cave.

Meiners, who is wearing a bachelor's robe and has a thin figure, has been waiting for him with an excited look on his face.

 The glutton fell to the ground, and Rhaegar slipped off the dragon's back.

Meenas limped forward quickly and said happily: "Prince, long time no see."

 “Long time no see, Menas.”

Facing the loyal Bachelor of the Dragon's Den, Rhaegar smiled: "I will stay for a while when I return to King's Landing this time."

"Very good."

Mainers clapped his hands repeatedly.

 “Hiss…”

Suddenly, a sharp dragon roar came from the dragon's lair.

Rhaegar turned his head sideways. The light in the dragon's cave was dim, and a scarlet ray was faintly visible.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Can you fly?"

Meiners shook his head and said regretfully: "It's quite difficult. The improperly healed parts are torn and reconnected. I can't even think of returning to the sky for a year and a half."

Rhaegar nodded when he heard the words and handed the glutton to the dragon man.

 While others are not in the King's Landing, the Dragon's Cave is always under control.

 (End of this chapter)

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