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

Chapter 477 Recalling All Targaryens

Rhaegar understood immediately.

The Sea Snake's son died, and his hatred for Dorn reached its peak, but he still hasn't vented all the evil in his heart.

Clinking the knife and fork in his hands, Rhaegar muttered thoughtfully, "If the sea serpent disagrees, how long can the Velaryon family hold out?"

On the eve of the siege of Myr, House Velaryon lost half of its fleet.

Later, in the battles of Tyrosh and Lys, half of the remaining warships were destroyed by another 30%.

At present, the blockade of the Stepstones and control of the Greenblood River are still barely maintained by the fleet of House Velaryon and the royal army.

Of course, the Valaryon family also gained a lot of benefits during the months-long war.

Loot the wealthy merchants of Lys and Tyrosh, intercept cargo ships from the Stepstones, and annex private property from Planktown and even Sunspear.

After all the miscellaneous calculations, most of the consumption has been recovered.

What's more, the Three Kingdoms will reduce the port taxes of the Velaryon family in the future, and even share some of Lys's rights.

But after Lannino was killed, the joy brought by the benefits was emptied to zero.

The sea snake lost its most important political asset, its only male heir who could ride a dragon.

How many years do sea snakes have left to live after they are over 60?

Once the war stops, the Velaryon family will immediately be caught in the vortex of the struggle for heirs.

Viserys listened in silence, thinking about the sea serpent's current predicament.

Without an heir, the threats only multiplied.

Rhaegar weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and said thoughtfully: "It is necessary to sign a peace treaty. It is a good thing for the kingdom to return to peace as soon as possible. It depends on whether both the internal and external parties can obtain satisfactory conditions."

Internally, Daemon occupied Tyrosh and the Sea Serpents divided the power of Lys.

The two are almost obvious.

From an external perspective, the new Sea King is very sincere. He works hard to restore the maritime trade of the Three Women's Kingdoms and joins forces with Prince Quill to eliminate the ambitions of the rebels.

But there is more to it than that.

Damon may not be honest, and the sea snake will definitely stir up trouble for the issue of heirs.

Even within the Targaryen clan, Alisson and his daughter Otto were captured, and how to appease their younger brothers and sisters became a problem that could be both big and small.

Not to mention Braavos, merchants will never do business at a loss.

The two sides were talking about all sorts of things at the negotiating table.

Viserys automatically filtered out the difficulties, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes: "You also agree to sign the peace terms?"

The Narrow Sea War was the beginning of it all, and now all the disputed lands, including the lower half of the Narrow Sea, are incorporated into the Iron Throne's territory.

After two rounds of dragon's wrath, the Dorne Rebellion suffered countless casualties among its nobles and has almost gone dormant.

As a king, and as his health deteriorates, he sincerely hopes that the war will stop as soon as possible.

Merits and glory are recorded in the family history, giving a wise posthumous reputation.

Rhaegar nodded. "Of course. Dorne is not worth wasting time. There are vast tracts of fertile land waiting to be developed in the Disputed Lands."

"That's good. When you were not at King's Landing, countless nobles and commoners secretly complained about the dangers of war."

Viserys felt relieved and a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wars broke out one after another, and the nobles and commoners were exhausted and it was difficult for them to be willing.

Peace is the first element for successful governance.

After thinking for a moment, Viserys suggested, "Rhaenys sent a letter in support of peace, but Daemon and the Sea Snakes' attitudes are troublesome after all. I plan to summon them back to King's Landing to hold a family banquet."

Everyone sat at a table and talked things out face to face.

"no problem."

Rhaegar agreed.

The war is basically over and there won't be many changes.

The king is stationed at the Greenblood River and leads the army. In Yangji City, there are several nephews of Sea Snake leading the troops, so there is no need to worry about someone who is determined to rebel.

With the flying speed of a dragon, even a rebellion can be quickly resolved.

It's time to hold a family meeting and tear apart that fragile window paper.

Speak frankly and discuss an outcome that is acceptable to all.

Viserys smiled even more widely, hugged Baelon and kissed him again and again, and finished a plate of roast lamb and half a bottle of golden wine in one breath.

The father and son got along very well, and the atmosphere of the lunch reached a climax.

Aegon put one foot on the floor and the other on a chair, holding the bottle and drinking heavily.

Viserys laughed and clapped, exclaiming that he was just like him in his old days.

Rainier looked helpless, busy taking care of her father and children, and missed the days when Alison was around.

At least her father doesn't have to be taken care of by her.

Rhaegar leaned back in his chair and watched with a smile.

Baerlon broke away from his grandfather's arms and snuggled into his mother's arms, begging for milk.

There was nothing Rhaenyra could do, so she waved her hand to signal the guards to retreat and went to the corner to breastfeed.

Little Eamon was left at the dining table, using his little butt to get close to a roasted suckling pig that was bigger than him.

"Little guy, let me hold you."

Helena's eyes sparkled and she reached out to greet her nephew.

Rhaegar glanced at it, the corners of his mouth rising.

Helena was like a child who had not grown up. She knelt on one leg on the chair, her whole body lying directly on the table, and raised her other foot forward.

This has to do with her personality and her gift of prophecy.

She has a pure mind and has never received what Allison calls a lady's education.

"Wow~"

Little Emon's eyes widened, and he opened his little mouth to bite the roasted suckling pig's nose, but he had no teeth and couldn't bite it at all, and instead a lot of saliva flowed out of his mouth.

Helena tilted her head, resting her cheeks on her hands, and watched her nephew struggle with the roast suckling pig.

This is much more fun than teasing a baby dragon.

I will still talk later.

Rhaegar took a sip of the sweet fruit wine and admired the two children, one big and one small.

Suddenly, he thought he seemed to have forgotten someone.

Look slightly sideways.

Aemond sat upright, his one eye revealing an inexplicable emotion as he watched Helena interact with little Aemond. "What are you thinking about?"

Rhaegar asked.

Aemond was startled at first, as if he had not expected his elder brother to chat at this time, but he was not afraid. He turned his head to look at him and asked generously: "Will you give me Stonehelm?"

"You want a castle so badly?"

Rhaegar shook his wine cup and asked with a smile.

His younger brother is becoming more and more cunning. He is more sensible than Yi Geng, but not as restrained.

Aemond nodded slightly and said bluntly: "I need a fiefdom that does not rely on others to gain a foothold."

After being baptized by several wars, his mind became more enlightened.

Hightower, his mother, and Aegon are all unreliable.

Helena was a girl, and little Darren was a younger brother, not as good as him, a male heir who was almost an adult.

In the big Targaryen family, Rhaegar could not protect all his relatives, and conflicts would always ensue.

Aemond considered himself a man, a Targaryen man with integrity.

He could hold up a second banner and protect his mother and Aegon and the others behind him.

Rhaegar stared at Aemond for a while, his expression gradually became serious, and he sat up straight.

Emond raised his head, his one eye exuding strong confidence and ambition, and there was no sign that he was just an 11-year-old boy.

"You've grown up."

Rhaegar's eyes were dim, and his tone was melancholy, but also a little relieved.

The little baby has grown into a man who can stand on his own two feet.

Aemond was not complacent. He bowed his head and thought deeply, "With my military achievements, I probably can't take a castle. I can go patrol Dorne and continue to make achievements."

There are merits and demerits, but the merits and demerits offset each other.

His military achievements were not as great as those of Aegon and Helena, and he could not be content with enjoying himself without making progress.

"Need not!"

Rhaegar patted his shoulder and sneered, "There are only some distant relatives left of the Swen family. Stonehelm is yours."

"Really?" Imond's expression changed.

"A Targaryen is as good as his word."

Rhaegar clenched his fist and punched his chest, encouraging him, "Study hard and study hard. When Lord Lionel leaves office, I will definitely let you become the Prime Minister.

"Yeah~!"

Aemond's one eye shone and he nodded rapidly.

The Prime Minister!
When good uncle Damon was on the Royal Court, his highest position was only Minister of Justice, and he didn't even get close to the Prime Minister.

The brothers' conversation was not concealed and others could hear it clearly.

Aegon's face turned red from drinking. He snorted with disdain, angrily picked up a piece of beef with a fork, put it in his mouth and chewed hard.

Viserys was very happy, his eyes moving back and forth between his two sons, as if he saw his younger self and Daemon.

Ever since Aemond sacrificed himself to save his father, he has paid much more attention to his son.

Helena was still lying on the table, holding little Eamonn's short legs with both hands.

She dragged little Eamon behind her, little Eamon dragged the roast suckling pig, and the roast suckling pig dragged the plate.

The two children with equal IQs had a lot of fun playing together.

……

Time flies, and half a month goes by in a hurry.

King's Landing, Mud Gate.

Civilians gathered at the dock, looking forward to the endless Blackwater Bay.

According to the latest gossip circulating in Flea Bottom.

Today is the day when the Uncrowned Queen Rhaenys and the Capital Prince Daemon return to the court.

The Velaryons of Tidemark, the envoys from Sunspear, and the distant guests from Braavos will all appear one by one.

Many vendors pushed carts and sold fresh fruits and oysters despite the hot sun.

This grand event which only happens once a year is a great opportunity for vendors to make a fortune.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar was heard, and a scarlet dragon shadow flashed across the clouds above Blackwater Bay.

Before the common people could see clearly, the vast white clouds turned into a ball, leaving only a gentle breeze.

"Hiss..."

Another sharp and piercing hiss suddenly sounded, mixed with a strong sense of deterrence.

whoosh-

A huge scarlet monster as long as a snake swooped over the mud gate, swept by the scorching wind and waves, and flapped its broad dark red wings to fly towards the Rhaenys Hill.

Two giant dragons appeared one after the other, greatly satisfying the expectations of the common people.

A dozen ships slowly sailed into Blackwater Bay, half of them flying the green-bottomed seahorse flag of House Velaryon.

The sea snake Collis had a gloomy face as he stood alone on the deck, his hands tightly gripping the railing of the ship.

Glancing sideways at the large ships with flags such as Purple Shells and Sun-piercing Spears at the rear of the fleet, the chill in his eyes almost froze into ice.

"Damn Braavos, damn Martell!"

The sea serpent spoke in a low voice, his knuckles white from pinching, and his eyes gazed at the magnificent red fort built along the coast.

Family meeting?

Then let's see what we can come up with.

……

Red Fort, the gate to the temple.

Rhaegar sat on the edge of the flower bed, looking up at the two giant red dragons flying overhead.

"I'm sick!"

Aegon suddenly walked out of the sept, scratching his hair and cursing.

Rhaegar glanced over and asked, "What did Alison say?"

(End of this chapter)