Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Frontal Conflict

 Halfway through the funeral, a guest arrived late.

Daemon arrived at Storm's End on a three-masted sailing ship carrying a lot of treasure.

 The sad Bolos ignored him and sent his wife, Lady Elena, and two daughters to greet him.

As Daemon walked into the castle vestibule, the funeral wood was burning brightly, lighting up the gloomy sky.

Seeing the visitor, Aegon seemed to be irritated. He twisted his face and shouted: "Damon, you still dare to appear in front of me!"

 Speaking, he strode forward, raised his fists and was about to take action.

His move was so sudden that everyone present was stunned.

Look at that menacing posture, as if he is about to make a difference between life and death.

 “Aegon!”

Eamond exclaimed, he didn't expect his brother to be so impulsive.

The uncle and nephew faced each other. Aegon punched the air, leaving an open space in front of him.

As expected, Boros didn't care about anything else. He recognized the Targaryen surname and said angrily: "Isn't Daemon the king's brother, isn't Aegon the king's second son? They don't respect the surname Baratheon at all!"

 Nor would he answer as Rhaenyra did.

 At this time, those present could no longer watch.

That's Damon!

How could Aegon hear it? There was only the hateful figure of Daemon in his eyes.

 I have really tolerated him for a long time.

　　"Damon, think about what you are doing, why don't you stop."

"Lord Bolros, it was Aegon and Daemon who took action, not our intention."

Damon had a playful look in his eyes and stood there waiting for his nephew to approach.

"madness!"

Boros glared angrily, turned his finger on Rhaegar, and said in a deep voice: "Prince, is this your Targaryen etiquette, disrupting the funeral of a meritorious minister!?"

 At least in terms of etiquette, I did a good job.

The last time Daemon taught Aegon a lesson, it had aroused the queen's hatred.

There was a muffled bang, and Aegon's face instantly turned pale, and he felt as if his heart stopped beating for an instant.

 No matter how much you hate someone, you should still weigh yourself.

Rhaegar looked calm and glanced at Rhaenyra who had made her own decision without leaving any trace.

　　If you fight again, the queen will definitely not give up easily.

Boros was the first to step forward. His sad expression faded and he said angrily: "Damon, this is my father's funeral. You should respect it."

Everything happened too fast. In just a blink of an eye, Lanner saw everything clearly and quickly screamed and shouted.

Boros does not deserve this response.

Rhaenyra didn't want Rhaegar to take the blame, so she encouraged herself to explain calmly.

 If you let him do whatever he wants, who knows what will happen.

 Aegon...how dare you?

Damon took advantage of the victory and slapped him in the face. He grabbed his silver hair and threw him heavily on the courtyard floor.

When passing by a servant, he took the bouquet from his hand, threw it into the burning fire, clasped his hands and said a silent eulogy.

Hearing this, Daemon ignored the wailing Aegon and walked calmly towards the cremation pyre.

Lanner ran up to her, holding her belly in her hands, and pushed her angry husband away in a panic.

 The answer should be done by him.

Hearing his wife's cry, Daemon stopped moving and kicked Aegon with his toes mockingly, with a stern look on his face: "My dear nephew, do you think you are your brother and imitate him and say disrespectful words to me?"

 He admitted that he was careless again.

Seeing that he still dared to curse, Daemon's face darkened. He knelt down and pulled Aegon's collar, and reached out to pinch his chin.

Daemon took two steps back, glanced at Aegon with disdain, and sneered: "He was the one who did it first. I have to educate my disobedient nephew compulsorily."

 Aegon groaned in pain, curled up and rolled on the ground.

Rhaenyra stared at this scene in surprise, her big eyes full of confusion and confusion.

With Lanner's shout, only those present realized what happened.

Rhaenyra's face darkened and she opened her mouth to refute.

 “Damon, you bastard!”

Damon had a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, grabbed the opponent's arm with one hand, raised his leg and hit his chest with his knee.

 “Damon, stop it!”

 This **** has been causing trouble in all kinds of ways since he took office as the Governor of the Narrow Sea.

 “That's enough, Rhaenyra.”

Rhaegar held her waist and moved her behind him.

 He doesn't want to hear what is right or wrong, as that will only escalate the farce.

Rhaegar looked at Daemon coldly and said, "Don't you want to say something, uncle?"

Take action as soon as it comes up. Even if Aegon is ignorant, as an elder, he should calm down the farce instead of acting arbitrarily.

 Putting the Targaryen reputation into disrepute.

After delivering the bouquet, Damon didn't even bother to look at the others, and said calmly: “Disobedient nephews must be educated.”

“Aegon was foolish, but he was not the only one who was disobedient.”

Rhaegar spoke calmly, feeling wary of this uncle in his heart.

Dimon returned to the family as he wished, and lived peacefully for more than a year.

 The recent sudden impact is probably due to some unknown action.

“Prince, my father's body is still being cremated, you have to give me an explanation!”

During the conversation, Bolos was unforgiving and his face turned red with anger.

Rhaegar lowered his eyes and looked at the Duke of Storm's End calmly, and said calmly: "Lord Boros, what do you want to explain?" As he spoke, he slowly approached the other person, looking down at him with his tall height.

This idiot has been neglecting me several times. I really thought he couldn't tell.

Boros' expression paused, and he suddenly remembered the roar of the dragons just now, and his breathing became rapid.

Rhaegar walked up to him. His purple pupils were like sharp knives, which cut into Zabolos' fearful mind. He said, "Duke Bomond was a tolerant man during his lifetime. I believe he would hope that you would have such a big heart."

While talking here, no one dared to interrupt, and they watched with apprehension.

Everyone knows that Lord Boros once had friction with Prince Rhaegar.

 But I didn't expect that the two sides would turn into a confrontation.

Damon watched with interest, without feeling any guilt at all, and only had contempt for Boros in his heart.

 He is a Targaryen and will not bow to anyone.

   Rhaegar's way of handling the situation suited him very well.

 “Hiss…”

 Humans' thoughts are complicated and weird, while dragons' thoughts are purer.

 Sensing the dissatisfaction of the driver, the glutton let out a warning hiss, his thick neck lowered and stretched forward, and the dark dragon head covered Rhaegar's head.

A pair of strange green vertical pupils stared at the ant-like Boros.

As long as the driver gives an order, it will spray dragon flames to sweep away the disobedient insects.

 “Gulu~~”

Facing a fierce dragon standing on two legs, with a body that could cover the sky and the sun, Boros swallowed his saliva, and cold sweat wet his back.

 At this moment, his mind was racing and he remembered a lot.

 The most crucial point that cuts straight to the heart.

　　 is a sentence that my father often said during his lifetime.

　　【Targaryens never lack for troops, because they ride dragons! 】

His father fought alongside King Jaehaerys I of Men, defeating thousands of Dornish armies.

There has been peace for so long that the world only hears the name of the dragon.

 But he forgot the wrath of the sleeping dragon!

 The next second.

Boros resisted the thought of running away, lowered his proud head while trembling, and said tremblingly: "Prince, this is just a small episode, and it will never affect the generation-to-generation friendship between Targaryen and the Baratheon family."

 He gave in.

The status of the Duke does not allow him to act arbitrarily and question a crown prince in public.

Rhaegar remained silent, with his hands folded in front of his belly, as if staring unheard.

 The glutton opened his dragon's kiss, revealing a cruel arc, and his breathing was in sync with the driver.

Looking at the giant dragon with its fangs exposed, Bolos' heartbeat seemed to stop and he said anxiously: "Prince, the funeral is over, and a sumptuous banquet has been prepared in the castle!"

At this moment, he didn't know what to say to beg for mercy, so he was rambling in confusion.

　　Seeing his embarrassment, Rhaenys broke away from her husband's pull and intervened: "Rhaegar, Bolos is as generous as his father. Don't cause any misunderstanding."

First Aegon and Daemon took action, and then Boros looked for trouble and was targeted by the dragon.

Things turned so fast that most people's minds were in a state of confusion.

 I just felt that the atmosphere took a turn for the worse, and the air around me began to solidify.

Boros was extremely nervous. When he heard his cousin's voice, he felt as if he had found a savior. The two of them moved towards the direction of the sound.

 “Lord Bolos, where are you going?”

Rhaegar suddenly spoke, so shocked that Boros trembled and did not dare to move.

 However, making things difficult didn't happen.

Rhaegar took a deep breath and said in a soft voice: "I apologize to you and your deceased father on behalf of my ignorant brother and uncle. I hope you don't blame me. They didn't mean to disturb you."

 The words were full of sincerity, and Aegon and Daemon were pulled out as the culprits.

Bolos was not in the mood to hear the apology. As long as the matter calmed down, he didn't care.

He quickly responded and said: "It doesn't matter, the banquet is about to start, so let's move to the castle."

He was a Duke after all. He had lost a lot of face in front of all the vassals, and he just wanted to leave the scene quickly.

 “As you wish, my lord.”

The corners of Rhaegar's mouth curled up slightly, returning to his usual gentle and elegant temperament.

 The desired deterrence has been generated, and there is no need to engage in fearless entanglement.

Boros forced a smile, faced the vassal shamelessly, and walked back to the castle under the watch of the guards.

“Everyone, let's go too.”

 Mrs. Elena looked embarrassed. She and her two daughters took care of the guests' emotions and led the way back to the castle.

 The husband's character is flawed and his moodiness will always put him into a situation with no way out.

Soon, the guests who had watched the lively scene left with their own thoughts.

 For a time, the courtyard was empty for the Targaryens.

Damon idlely took Lanner's hand, carefully caressed her slightly bulging belly, and felt the newborn's beating.

Rhaegar glanced at him, not in the mood to talk to him.

 An arrogant and egotistical guy who cannot listen to good advice.

 Aemond and Daeron helped Aegon up, struggling to stand beside Rhaegar.

 Compared to Aunt Rhaenys and Lord Corlys, there is also Uncle Daemon who has always disliked each other.

 Eldest brother Rhaegar can undoubtedly bring them a sense of security.

That huge black dragon threatens all those who offend at critical moments.

 “Damon, don't think that I don't know about your conspiracy, I won't let you go.”

Even though his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, Aegon was still shouting and staring angrily at Daemon.

 (End of this chapter)

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