Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 431 The earthquake in the river bend

Time flies, especially in the hedonistic Reach.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed.

On this day, Rhaegar got up early as usual and went downstairs with dark circles under his eyes.

Margery had been waiting for a long time. She covered her mouth in an exaggerated manner and said in surprise: "Prince, you still don't have a good dream."

Rhaegar glanced sideways and said, "What a fuss."

Holding her long silver hair in her hands, she walked straight to the dining table after speaking.

Margery was speechless for a moment, and swallowed the comforting words she had thought of.

The host and the guest remained silent and sat down to dine.

Rhaegar said nothing and took a big bite of the monotonous bread + sausage.

Margaery saw this scene and said: "The servant didn't choose well, why did he get a rose that looked like a candle in the wind?"

After drinking the warm milk, Rhaegar gently rubbed the dark circles under his eyes and asked, "The Duke is not back yet?"

A hard poke!

Strangely enough, I haven't had a dream for a long time since the war broke out.

While he was looking at it seriously, Rose tilted her head, as if she was dozing off.

Rhaegar crossed his arms and stared intently.

Margaery watched silently, the milk she sipped no longer fragrant.

Always adding things in my mind that are untrue.

Rhaegar nodded and his eyes fell on the vase of red roses decorating the dining table.

Last night, I dreamed of a raging war, with fire burning thousands of miles of flower beds, and the wails accompanying the falling petals, creating a contrast between killing and beauty.

Feeling the female gaze, Rhaegar couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

From daily observation, he has two words to evaluate Margaery.

"Old Tyrell is a good man."

With prolonged exposure, there is a sadness of disillusionment.

With a smile on her face, Margaery spoke of her father's loyalty, reliability and hard work.

Margery regained her energy, managed her expression well, and responded patiently.

"Don't worry, Tyrell is your most loyal ally."

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment and looked away.

If you don't want to be annoyed, the best way is to push the words back into her warm throat like a mop as soon as the other party shows signs of getting sick.

Da da……

There were light footsteps on the stairs, and Helena, wearing a small white dress, stood at the entrance of the stairs holding the handrail.

In order to ensure the status of the crown prince, there was a friction with Hightower.

Talkative+drama queen
Ignore her, she can grind on her own for an hour and find out exactly what you want to talk about.

During the collision, a few petals fell down, like bright red dye coating white paper.

The prince is as handsome and passionate as in the story in the picture book, but unfortunately he has an unforgiving mouth.

Helena was in a trance and blurted out: "It's hard to stop the beast that comes out of the cage."

Various varieties of roses are planted in the spacious courtyard, and the flowers are fragrant all year round.

Rhaegar was lost in thought, muttering to himself.

pat-

"Is it the attendant's fault or the rose's?"

The neck of the flower was fragile, and the rose broke without warning, lightly hitting the white marble table.

And the determination to call on the whole country to support this war.

Besides money, the most indispensable thing in High Court is roses.

Rhaegar heard the sound and looked over.

This bouquet of red roses bloomed beautifully, but it was too gorgeous, which was more than enough.

"I'm done eating."

"I wrote yesterday. My father has already set off on his journey. I believe he will return to High Court soon."

"That's good, the frontline can't wait too long."

Ever since I moved into the High Garden, where everything was almost perfect, my tense nerves had been relaxed, and I had nightmares one night after another.

The roses on the table were beautiful, three in a bunch, and the petals were bright red.

People are weird sometimes.

Rhaegar frowned, trying to understand this abrupt motto.

Margaery wiped the milk stains from the corners of her lips and stepped forward to care: "Helena, what do you mean?"

She's smart enough to hear what's going on behind the scenes.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
As soon as the words were spoken, three bells sounded from outside the castle, heavy and depressing.

Rhaegar and Margaery's colors instantly changed, and they both turned to look outside.

According to the tradition of High Court, one bell toll represents peace, two bells toll to indicate warning, and three bells toll to symbolize mourning.

boom--

There was a muffled sound from the open carved door, and a knight with silver armor stained with blood fell to the ground with a sad face:

"Your Excellency, the Duke is dead!"

"What!!"

Rhaegar was shocked.

Margery was more direct. She rolled her eyes and fell backward.

Helena was right next to her, watching expressionlessly.

Boom!
Margaery's head hit the ground, and the crisp sound of porcelain woke up the Highgarden rose.

He took a deep breath and his head was buzzing.

Rhaegar chose to ignore it and led the knight out of the door.

Old Tyrell was his supporter, balancing the Reach, the richest land in the Seven Kingdoms.

Now that he is dead without any reason, he was basically given a loud slap in the face.

……

Not long after, they arrived at the Seven Sacred Church behind the castle.

Rhaegar strode in, Margaery and Helena hanging behind.

In the center of the church, several silent sisters wearing veils were cleaning the body of a fat old man.

Mrs. Eliza was not far away, staring with tears in her eyes.

Marrying an old man at such a young age and being promoted to a widow within two days of being blessed is really surprising.

Rhaegar got closer to a certain distance and looked at the motionless corpse.

He has a kind face and a gray beard. He is a well-groomed old man.

At this moment, a blood hole as big as a bottle cork was opened on the old man's chest, and the solidified blood stains had been wiped clean.

"Arrow wound?"

Rhaegar was silent.

There were no other wounds on his body. He was shot through the heart and lungs by an arrow, and his death was painless. "Father!!"

Ma Lishan suddenly screamed and rushed towards the body with tears streaming down her face.

Pu Tong knelt in front of the stone bed, crying heartbrokenly.

Rhaegar backed away slowly, staring at the knight with sharp eyes.

The knight shuddered and said hurriedly: "The Duke had a big quarrel with Lord Mond and left the old town. They encountered an ambush on the way and were shot from horseback with an arrow. We finally recovered the Duke's body. "

As he spoke, a look of fear appeared on his face.

There were not many people in ambush, about a hundred people, all equipped with powerful crossbows.

Old Tyrell traveled with even fewer men, thirteen knights and thirty cavalry.

Halfway through a piece of farmland, a man fell over after being tripped by a horse rope.

Immediately afterwards, a crossbow bolt was fired secretly.

Old Tyrell was not wearing armor and was assassinated as soon as he met him.

If the thirteen knights hadn't died to protect each other, the corpse would have been shot into a hedgehog.

In the end, only five knights dragged the Duke's body back, and the rest were all killed.

Rega's eyes were slightly closed. The more he listened, the more he couldn't hold back his anger. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who ambushed him? Is there any sign?"

"They seem to be mercenaries from outside the narrow sea."

The knight has never been on the battlefield and has limited experience.

After being stunned for a moment, the knight suddenly came to his senses and took out a foot-long steel-tipped crossbow bolt.

Rhaegar took it and looked at it, and sneered: "Good fellow, this is a three-arrow repeating crossbow made in Myr."

Needless to say, the people who ambush must be mercenaries from outside the narrow sea.

click-

With a strong hand, the crossbow arrow broke.

Rhaegar suppressed his anger and squeezed out the words through his teeth: "Assassinating the Duke of the First Realm, how brave you are!"

War has rules of war.

No one would be mad enough to assassinate someone before winning or losing.

Especially the beheading operation against the Duke of First Realm.

This is not to weaken the enemy, but to stimulate the enemy in the most disgusting way and detonate the war to the end.

Rhaegar said nothing and stormed out of the sanctuary.

Boom!Boom!
Suddenly, two more bells echoed.

The meaning is warning.

……

Highgarden, outside the city walls.

A group of cavalry rushed to the city gate with their horses flying in the dust.

The big flag carried by the team depicts a burning tower with a green background.

"Hiss-"

Suddenly, an angry dragon roar resounded through the sky, like thunder exploding in the ears.

The hundred-man cavalry team all raised their heads and looked at the sky in shock.

A giant black dragon rushed down from the clouds, causing bursts of tearing wind.

boom--

The dark wings covered the clouds and the sun, and the dragon body like a mountain of coal landed outside the city wall.

The black dragon and the white wall are more vivid than the cruel reality.

"Hiss-"

The glutton's green vertical eyes were cold, and he stretched his neck to roar a warning at the cavalry.

Immediately, the war horses were frightened and fled, and a group of people fell on their backs.

"Steady, don't mess up."

Mond Hightower tightened his reins and called out to his subordinates.

The glutton acted at the same time, crawling slowly towards this side, green dragon flames flowing out of its fangs.

Rhaegar sat on the dragon's back and said in a condescending cold voice: "The prince was assassinated, what is the purpose of Count Mond's coming here rashly!"

Old Tyrell left Old Town after a quarrel with Mond, and was assassinated on the way.

The body had just been brought back to Highgarden when Mond followed close behind.

Isn't it very suspicious?

Facing the terrifying black dragon, Mondele horse retreated, his voice trembling: "Prince, the cavalry of Highgarden is asking me for help."

Rega's eyes narrowed and he searched among the cavalry.

A cavalryman with intact robes stood up, with the family emblem of a golden rose engraved on the round shield on his back.

"Escape from battle?"

Rhaegar saw through it at a glance.

The cavalryman shook his head repeatedly and said in panic: "The Lord Knight asked me to ask for help. I first went to Hive City and then rushed to Old Town."

Rhaegar looked again and saw that there were more than a dozen cavalry in the team with three hive clan emblems engraved on their shields.

Not sure if it's true or not, hard to tell.

Rhaegar stared at Mond again and asked: "Have you caught the murderer?"

Mond hurriedly said: "It was already too late when I arrived, leaving only the bodies of a few Tyroshi mercenaries."

Tyrosh is rich in mercenaries, and they are easily recognizable by their colorful hair.

Upon hearing this, Rega clenched her fists secretly and forced herself to calm down.

"Dorne! Damn war!"

At the time of Dorne's rebellion, the Duke of Highgarden, who had been hated for generations, was assassinated, which undoubtedly stirred the nerves of the entire Reach and even Westeros.

Taking a deep breath, Rhaegar shouted: "Gather the Allied Forces of the Reach to conquer Dorne today!"

"Hiss-"

The glutton roared, feeling the anger of the driver, he flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

Rhaegar's heart was cold, but his mind remained calm.

Not long after the assassination, he was going to intercept the group of mercenaries.

By the way, find out how the mercenaries sneaked into the interior of the Reach.

And how to know the whereabouts of old Tyrell.

……

That night.

The ravens of Highgarden flew out in large numbers, turning the entire Reach upside down.

Regardless of the size of the nobles, they all took their family soldiers and rushed to the High Court at starry night.

A cohesion of beliefs.

revenge!

Revenge against the invading Dorne!

(End of this chapter)