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

Chapter 481: Emond: Like a Sick Person

Seeing the man and hearing his voice, everyone present stood up to show their respect.

Rhaenys and Rhaenyra stood up from their seats and looked at their cousin and father with surprise.

Viserys's appearance, dragging his heavy body, was indeed beyond most people's expectations.

"Father, please sit here."

Rhaegar supported Viserys as they walked around the table to the empty seat between Rhaenys and Rhaenyra.

That is the main seat of the banquet.

"No need."

Viserys grabbed his eldest son's arm, shook his head, and smiled, "I like this position."

After saying this, he waved his hand for Aegon and Aemond to move aside and sit on a separate side of the long table.

As soon as he sat down, on his left was the surprised Collis, and on his right was Helena holding her little nephew.

Aegon and Aemond looked at each other, gave up their original plan to sit here, and walked around Helena to sit next to little Daeron.

Seeing this, Rhaegar felt strange and whispered, "Father, you haven't seen Aunt Rhaenys for a long time, and you can hug Baelon."

"You sit there."

Viserys was uninterested and explained, "I sit here alone and can see all of you."

Rhaegar looked around.

Occupying one side of the long table, I could indeed see all the members on both sides, including the opposite side.

"Well, I will tell the servants to officially start the banquet."

Rhaegar smiled and walked over to sit next to Rhaenyra.

The father and son sat down one after another, and the others followed.

Corliss nodded at Viserys, and glanced at the other's expression vaguely, and made a rough judgment in his mind.

The assassination at Yronwood had dealt a serious blow to the king.

Viserys was not sad, but smiled brightly and took little Aemon from Helena and teased him.

Damon kept an eye on his brother across the long table.

Seeing Viserys panting, he still kept smiling and sat at a corner of the long table with a surprised look.

Lanar sat between him and Rhaenyra, with several key figures sitting on one side.

Soon, lively music was heard in the hall, creating an atmosphere for the dinner party.

The servants quickened the pace of serving the dishes and lit white candles as thick as sea bowls on the long table to dispel the dim light.

In such a quiet and peaceful environment, everyone became active again.

Corlys toasted Viserys and talked a little about the defenses of the Stepstones.

With the Kingdom of Three Women in the east and the Territory of Dorne in the west, the Stepstone Islands stuck in the Narrow Sea have become the top priority.

Viserys smiled. "Aegon is a good boy. He will take his brother's place in the Stepstones."

"hope so."

Corliss glanced at Aegon who was drinking non-stop, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

the other side.

Rhaegar took over Baelon, whose calves were kicking wildly, with a smile on his face.

My father's sudden awakening will be of great help to tonight's party.

It's like a towering tree that protects the country.

Rhaenyra rubbed her sore wrist and leaned in to whisper, "Is there anyone else who hasn't arrived yet?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes in laughter.

Rhaenyra glared, "Alison!"

Royal scandals will naturally not be spread outside. Allison is still a queen, and not attending the dinner is a very rude behavior.

"Hmm." Rhaegar snorted.

Rhaenyra was confused, and a hint of suspicion flashed across her bright purple eyes.

Weird!
creak-

The door opened again and the music accelerated.

Rhaenyra glanced back.

Allison lowered his head and walked into the hall in silence.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried. Her face was very haggard, and she was wearing a red dress that she rarely wore.

Rhaenyra had a strange look in her eyes, and she turned her head to look carefully at the corridor behind Allison.

Two red-armored guards strode past, pushing the limping Otto between them.

Rhaegar leaned close to Rhaenyra's ear and jokingly said, "Otto was exiled to Myr to reclaim the wasteland. Before he left, he gave Alicen a thought, asking both father and daughter to behave themselves."

Allison is relatively easy to control.

Without the influence of Otto, the "kind father", and the bond of family affection, she would be obedient.

It depends on whether the father is willing to change the punishment.

Otto is much better to handle.

The Oldtown clan was disbanded, and the prestige of the Hightower family, which served as their backer, was greatly damaged. They were exiled to Myr, a place they were unfamiliar with.

Spend the rest of your life reclaiming wasteland for the kingdom's new territory.

Otto is already very skilled at this job.

With the appearance of Allison, the atmosphere of the dinner party changed subtly.

Emond's one eye widened and he almost slammed the table and stood up. He couldn't believe that his mother would actually attend the dinner.

"Mother!"

Little Darren was young, and with a friendly shout, he rushed towards Allison like a swallow returning to its nest.

Aegon took just one look and put down his half-empty cup.

Helena's eyes sparkled. She looked at Rhaegar and curled the corners of her mouth.

"Mom, I miss you so much."

Little Darren threw himself into Allison's arms, hugged her legs, his eyes blurred with tears.

He was the only prince who did not go to the battlefield and always stayed with his mother.

The sudden lockup of Allison in a small dark room was particularly harmful to him.

"Don't cry, mother will find time to accompany you in the future."

Allison forced a smile, but could not hide the sadness in his eyes.

Judging from what happened to her father Otto, it would be difficult for her to leave that small dark room in the future.

She was afraid that her youngest son would not be treated as he deserved. "Mother, sit with me."

Little Darren wiped his tears and dragged Allison towards his seat.

Renia gave up her seat consciously and looked at the mother and son timidly.

"No!"

Alicent shook his head and refused, taking little Daeron's hand and walking towards Viserys who was watching silently.

Viserys remained silent, looking at the other person with complicated eyes.

This is his wife. Although she often has wild thoughts, she often puts them into action.

Alison glanced at Viserys sitting alone in a corner, where there was room for a chair, and hesitantly asked, "Are you okay?"

Not a question, just a greeting.

"not bad."

Viserys looked away, feeling heavy-hearted, and called to the servants, "Bring a chair for the queen."

The attendant moved quickly.

Alison coaxed little Daeron back to his seat, sat on the chair and set the tableware for Viserys as usual, then lowered his head and said nothing.

The couple, one head facing left and the other facing right, looked like a pair of strangers.

Rhaenyra stared at the scene and said dissatisfiedly: "It would be better to lock her up in the tower."

If Allison returns, it will still be a problem.

Rhaegar nodded slightly, but said, "Father needs a suitable person to take care of him, and no one is more considerate than Alison."

The couple have been together for more than ten years and have children together.

It is obviously impossible to say that my father was not really moved at all.

Alicen's return to him was more useful than the care of a hundred maesters and retainers.

His father was able to make sacrifices for him, and he would reciprocate.

The hiccup passed quickly.

The cheerful tune ended and was replaced by a melodious piece of music suitable for a dinner party.

Collis cut a piece of barbecue with a knife and put it in his mouth, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

He hasn't forgotten the purpose of tonight.

Bang!

The knife and fork were placed on the table. Collis wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and broke the silence: "Your Majesty, I have something to ask you."

Viserys was enjoying Alison's service. He was slightly startled when he heard this. He smiled and said, "Tonight is a family dinner. We are all family. We can talk about everything."

Having said that, I have a rough idea in my mind.

As expected, Corliss glanced at Daemon and Rhaegar and said sharply: "All of Dorne has not surrendered yet, Velaryon has given everything for this, and I even lost my eldest son. Why is the Iron Throne negotiating peace now?"

He first summarizes the situation, then complains, and then raises questions.

Viserys frowned secretly and said, "Lord Corliss, peace talks are a good thing for the country and the people. The kingdom needs to recuperate."

"How can we check and balance the resistance forces in Dorne that have not surrendered?"

Collis pressed.

Viserys shook his head. "We can seal off all the passages to Dorne. With Prince Quyle's help, it won't be a problem."

Sunspear is in the hands of the Targaryens, and the outcome has already been decided.

Faced with the king's repeated evasions, Corliss was very dissatisfied: "Your Majesty, I lost my only eldest son in this war. If I end the conquest of Dorne hastily, I am sorry that I cannot end it."

"Are you trying to intimidate me?"

Viserys smiled no more. He was frail, but not weak. "Lord Corlys, the Targaryens started this war, and it will be stopped by the Targaryens."

Don't rely on your power and position and still think you are the sea snake from ten years ago.

Collis was so upset that he raised his voice: "I lost my eldest son. Shouldn't the kingdom give me a reasonable explanation?!"

Rhaegar watched quietly, scooped up a spoonful of goat milk and put it into Baelon's pink little mouth.

Someone will speak up for him.

Damon leaned back in his chair, tilted his head nonchalantly, and mocked: "Lannino's lover killed him. You should go find that guy."

"Damon, you have no right to speak here!"

Collis was furious and yelled.

Damon was not annoyed, still smiling playfully, and deliberately lengthened his voice: "This is my brother's kingdom, and his castle will always have a place for me."

Viserys glanced at him but said nothing.

"You should restrain yourself."

Lanar's hand tugged at her husband under the table, whispering a warning.

Daemon didn't care and shook off Lanar's hand, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous: "You don't want to give up the war, do you plan to die with Dorne?"

His eyes were fixed on Collis, as if he wanted to see a hole in him.

"Pfft haha~"

Aegon, who was watching the show, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Collis's face instantly turned cold and he glared at the boy fiercely.

Aegon was surprised and dissatisfied.

Helena grabbed him, stared at him with dead eyes, and signaled him to shut up.

Aemond quickly poured him a drink, bumping it against his lips.

Your mother was finally released, so don't act like you're sick.

Collis snorted heavily, not wanting to argue with the brat, and said solemnly: "I lost my heir on the battlefield, and Chaotou Island lost its future lord. Is there no one to give me an explanation?"

As he spoke, he looked at Viserys and Rhaegar and his son.

He was angry and kept emphasizing the issue of succession.

The royal family must give him a reasonable solution.

Viserys said nothing.

Rhaegar scooped a spoonful of goat's milk into his own mouth, leaving some of the remaining soup for Baelon.

The sea snake's thoughts are obvious.

But! Not everything can be the way you want it to be.

I want you to have it.

If I don't give it to you, you can't force me to give it to you, and you can't use coercion against me.

Tonight, I'm going to deal with you, the sea snake.

Break Velaryon's spine!

(End of this chapter)