Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 311

Chapter 311 Layers of calculations

After hugging for a while, Emond took the initiative to let go and pretended to be generous.

 This is treatment he has never experienced before, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.

Rhaegar did not expose his little trick and said with a smile: "You can call me by my name or brother from now on. I have no restrictions on this."

 The title changed from eldest brother, Rhaegar, and elder brother twice in a row, which confirmed Aemond's inner view.

Eamond heard the teasing in the words, blushed deeply, and turned his head away in embarrassment.

 “Well, I really have something to do. I wish you a happy day.”

Rhaegar didn't delay any longer, patted him on the shoulder, put on his hood and turned to leave.

The accompanying dragon guards were not taken away, leaving Aemond and his companions to serve as bodyguards.

Eamond quickly turned around and opened his mouth to try to persuade him to stay.

 He wanted to spend some time with Rhaegar.

 The intention was obvious, Rhaenys was also keenly aware of the issue of the heir to Storm's End, and supported the marriage between the two families.

 As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Aemond and Helena being escorted by the dragon guards. He scratched his messy silver hair in confusion.

Dragonstone Island is Rhaenyra's territory, so naturally he has a share.

Rhaegar returned to the castle and found Ser Robert, the steward of Dragonstone.

Sir Robert told the truth frankly: "The queen spends most of her time in the room, and the maids report that she often picks her nails. However, Grand Maester Meros, who is locked in the attic, secretly asked if there was a letter from King's Landing."

Sir Robert handed over a letter in his hand and said with excitement: "As you expected, a raven was sent from the direction of King's Landing, but I intercepted it in advance."

Chaos is not terrible, it is also a kind of progress ladder.

 Led by Long Wei, they headed towards the northern exit of the town.

A cold wind blew by, and Aegon shivered. He retreated to the room where he was talking obscenely and muttered: "An idiot, a fool."

He is indeed a loyal servant of the people recommended by the city.

 After waking up a little, he asked curiously: "In the direction of Longshan, are you going to train the dragon?"

 The moment he became suspicious of Allison, Shigulou was under his surveillance.

Rhaegar tore up the letter and said, "I'm going to see my father and guard Dragonstone."

Rhaegar thought for a while, with a sneer on his lips.

 Stone Drum Tower.

 “Yes, my prince,” said Ser Robert.

　　If you suppress the news and don't send it, some people will become restless and show their tail.

 “No problem, prince.” Ser Robert assured him, patting his chest.

Aegon sleepily walked to the balcony on the third floor of the brothel to enjoy the breeze. His upper body was naked and his lower body was covered by a curtain.

 Aemond was greatly disappointed. He patted his green clothes covertly and joined Helena and the others.

 “Melos?” Rhaegar repeated.

Rhaegar smiled and hurried to his father's bedroom.

 I hope the royal family can help and thoroughly investigate the cause of Bolos's death.

 Find an opportunity to execute him in a reasonable and reasonable manner.

Rega showed a smile as he showed concern for the family: "My aunt still cares about the family and lives up to her responsibilities as a prince of the dragon clan."

With a good grasp of Bolos's death, the family's control over Westeros can be further enhanced.

　　It means that while thoroughly investigating the truth, it also implicitly reveals whether the marriage is going well or not. Storm's End needs the heirs of the Baratheon bloodline to look after it.

Rhaegar walked in a hurry and disappeared around a corner of the street.

 The news cannot spread yet, he wants the raven to fly for a while longer.

 Ser Robert is a very loyal and capable man who has won the trust of both him and Rhaenyra.

It seems that Meros was right. He was openly loyal to his father, close to Rhaenyra, and secretly seeking information for Allison.

 Perhaps it is suspected that Bolos died of poisoning, which is consistent with the death method of his grandfather Baerron Targaryen.

There is a winding path leading to Longshan.

 At the end, Rhaenys wrote it herself.

Rhaegar tore open the envelope, looked at the information on it, and asked casually: "What's going on with the queen?"

As expected, the letter contained the death of Bolos and the cry of Lady Elena.

 After reading the contents on the letter, Rega took a deep breath.

 Some people have done bad things and must be waiting for the results all the time.

 No one noticed that they happened to be spotted by an acquaintance when they passed the only low-class brothel in the town.

 The king's residence.

 “Get out of here! I'm in good health and don't need any treatment.”

Hang!

With Viserys' weak curse, a wine cup was thrown out of the open wooden door.

Allison stood at the door, covering his nose with one hand, unable to bear the smell of alcohol filling the room.

Ever since the royal minister objected to dragon training yesterday, her king husband's self-esteem was hurt, so he used wine to relieve his sorrow and let himself go.

　　Wow…

Orville, who was wearing a bachelor's robe, kicked open the wine bottles on the floor and walked out of the room slowly.

 “How is he?” Allison asked melancholy.

 After many years of marriage, she is still worried about her husband.

 That was her only support.

Orwell hesitated for a moment and made a judgment: "The king is in a very bad state. He is depressed and drinks too much. The wounds on his body are inflamed, red and swollen, and are already festering."

 “He still refuses to take the medicine?” Allison asked.

Orwell nodded helplessly: "The great bachelor's remarks have irritated the king. He doesn't want to see anyone now, and he even said he would chop off my fingers."

He had just taken over the job of Grand Bachelor on his first day, and the situation was not going well.

 “He won't take your finger away, I promise.”

Allison's eyes were red and he suggested: "His mood is very unstable. Maybe poppy milk can alleviate it?" Orwell turned his face solemnly and refused: "The prince said that he can never feed him again without his order. King's Poppy Milk.”

 The milk of the poppy flower has great effects, and the king often takes it.

 But the prince is right, the king of a country cannot be paralyzed by poppy milk and develop dependence.

Rejected by the speed of light, Allison felt a little embarrassed and waved his hand: "I understand, please step back first."

“I will come back later, hopefully by then the king has gone to bed.”

Owell didn't bother and left silently.

Allison raised his head and sighed, glancing at her husband who was alone and drunk on the bed from time to time.

Merose comes from the Citadel and is a personal friend of her father Otto.

 Without the support of Meros, she could not even relieve her husband's pain.

　　After a while, Viserys rolled over on the bed with his upper body naked, the wound on his back was pulled open, and he grinned and groaned.

Even so, he still didn't wake up and kept shouting for more wine.

Allison closed his eyes in pain and prayed: "Seven Gods bless me and don't let me suffer anymore."

 She had no choice but to leave.

 I was thinking in my heart whether I should ask for some poppy milk from Melos.

 Not long after, Rhaegar came slowly.

 Entering the room, he saw the unseemly Viserys and frowned: "Father!"

Viserys was extremely drunk, his face was flushed with drunkenness, and there was a fresh puddle of vomit beside the bed.

Rhaegar shook his head, stepped forward to hold his upper body back from falling to the floor, and wiped away the stinky sweat all over his body.

 His original intention was to share the news about Storm's End and discuss a strategy with his father.

It would be best to find evidence and uncover careerists like Larisse and Ari Hewen who are secretly behind the scenes.

 They can also decide on the marriage and prepare to stabilize the situation at Storm's End.

Now it seems that there is no hope for my father.

 “Oh… Rhaegar…”

Viserys lay drunkenly on the bed, exposing the wounds of various sizes on his back, muttering unconsciously.

Rhaegar looked helpless, wiped away the vomit and sat on the edge of the bed.

After thinking for a while, he took out his father's long hair from under the pillow and sighed softly: "Father, you are the king. You can do anything in an orderly manner, and you should not let the opinions of your ministers influence your personal will."

Viserys hummed twice, not sure whether he heard it or not.

 After saying what he wanted to say, Rhaegar stood up and left, closing the door.

　　His father was too obedient to the decisions of the Imperial Council and was bound by them.

 At dusk.

The dragon's roar, as dull as a bell, resounded through half of Dragonstone Island. A huge black dragon glided past the Stone Drum Tower and soared towards the throat.

 The attendants and guards in the Stone Drum Tower looked up with admiration and envy in their eyes.

Half an hour ago, Prince Rhaegar received a message from the raven and decided to ride the dragon back to King's Landing.

 It is said that the prince's sword was damaged and he invited the top blacksmith in Qohor to recast it. This trip was to get the sword.

 Outside the castle, there is a cliff facing the sea.

The light blue Dream Fire and the bright golden Yang Yan stay together. The two dragons are far apart, and their two pairs of vertical pupils reveal anger.

 “Hiss…”

Yang Yan was the first to roar, flapping his wings provocatively.

Menghuo licked his nose, stared at the opponent with vertical eyes, and moved slowly while lying on the ground.

 The two dragons did not conflict directly, but they each sensed the hostility conveyed by the driver.

 On the other side, the small garden behind the Stone Drum Tower.

 Emond and his party returned to the castle after a day's wandering in Longshan. After dinner, they agreed to play in the garden.

 Helena and Malissan were playing in the pavilion, and Aemond and Cassandra were walking hand in hand.

Aemond kept in mind Rhaegar's words and tried to accept the marriage partner and create time alone.

 Kassandra is older and more proactive in socializing. She looks like the big sister next door.

The quiet time was not long before it was broken by a nasty visitor.

 After visiting the brothel, Aegon returned to the castle and found Aemond and others smelling of alcohol.

 The first sentence in the opening annoyed everyone.

 “Hey! You've been on a trip to Longshan in vain, and you haven't even seen the face of the dragon?”

“Aegon, today we are just getting familiar with the environment.” Aemond quietly let go of Cassandra's hand and retorted loudly.

He didn't want to be ridiculed for not having a dragon, and he didn't want Aegon to see him in contact with Cassandra and be despised by Aegon.

 For Aegon abandoned the Four Storms like worn shoes.

Aegon shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Then you should hurry up, lest Wormisor and Silverwing fall asleep too deeply, and then you will have to tame a sheep-stealing wild dragon."

 A simple sentence, just like the verbal suppression in the past.

This time, Aemond couldn't bear it anymore and broke out completely: "Aegon, I will definitely be able to tame Wormithor, you underestimate me too much."

Seeing her brother being bullied, Helena ran out of the pavilion, protecting Aemond and confronting Aegon.

She has her elder brother Rhaegar covering her back, and a Dreamfire that is bigger than Sunfire, so she is not afraid of Aegon who likes to bully others.

 In a few words, a small conflict was born.

 On a balcony of the Shigu Tower.

Rhaegar looked down at the commotion below with calm eyes.

 (End of this chapter)

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