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

Chapter 483 Sea Snake: I Want a New Heir
Everyone was shocked beyond words.

Since the founding of the country, there has only been a king who passed away, and no Majesty has voluntarily abdicated.

Viserys's heartfelt speech was like a hammer hitting the hearts of those present.

"No!"

Daemon stood up suddenly, his face gloomy: "I don't agree, you are my brother, I only agree that you can be the king."

If Viserys died of illness, he would not object to someone taking the throne.

But as long as his brother was still alive, he would never retreat from the throne and abandon him.

Viserys remained silent, and said solemnly, "Daemon, you are my brother, and you should support my decisions."

Damon's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's as he stared at his brother.

The two brothers looked at each other, and a silent clash of swords broke out.

Rhaegar was caught between the two men, his mind in a mess, unable to speak.

He was shocked.

There is no doubt about this.

When he went to wake up his father, he only discussed punishing the sea snake and formulating a five-year development plan for King's Landing, the Stone Steps Islands, and the Three Women's Kingdom city-states.

Abdicate and let others take over?
This is totally nonsense, I have never heard of it.

Rega didn't react for a moment, and a storm of thoughts started in his mind.

"Father, are you going to abdicate?"

What is summarized in just one sentence is far more important than the beginning and end of a war.

"Rhaegar, Rhaegar,"

There was a soft whisper in my ear.

Rega stopped wasting time and his thinking returned to normal.

Look down.

Rainier looked nervous, secretly tugged at his sleeve, and quickly reminded him: "You have to say something."

Rhaegar was slightly startled.

Rhaenyra's eyes widened, and she whispered in his ear, "Don't let your father down."

My father's health is declining and he is no longer able to govern.

Threatening figures such as Allison, Collis, and Damon are scattered and unable to form effective resistance.

Taking advantage of the great achievements made at the end of the war, it was natural for Rehgar to succeed to the throne and inherit the prosperous kingdom left by his great-grandfather and father.

Rhaegar Kabakaba stared at Rhaenyra with his eyes, just like when they were little.

He lowered his eyes and saw Baeron, who was soundly sleeping.

The little guy is sleeping soundly. He is so small and cute, like a clingy little animal.

Rhaegar took a deep breath and replayed the scenes of his father, Rhaenyra, and the two children in his mind, and he suddenly felt relieved.

A sentence flashed through my mind.

"The time has come!"

Viserys avoided Daemon's gaze and asked, "Rhaegar, tell your father what you feel at this moment?"

Damon's eyes were gloomy, and his hands on the table were clenched into the wine cup, with his knuckles slightly white.

He couldn't accept the sudden news.

When his elder brother was young, he even refused to decide him as the heir.

When a person reaches middle age, he will pass the throne to his nephew without permission.

Jealousy transformed him beyond recognition.

Collis, Renis and the others were all shocked and couldn't say a word.

The king abdicated and his heir ascended the throne.

This is the first time this has happened in more than a hundred years since the founding of the Targaryen dynasty.

This is no small matter.

Only one person.

Allison lowered his head, his eyes tightly closed, and kept praying to the Seven Gods.

It was not difficult to tell from her slightly trembling body.

She is afraid!

"Father, I agree!"

Facing his father's direct question, Rhaegar was no longer speechless, and said in a strong and generous voice: "If you are tired of sitting on that iron chair, I will sit on it from now on."

"I promise that the Targaryen dynasty will usher in a new era of dragons!"

As he said this, his eyes were firm, like a sharp sword.

"it is good!"

Viserys praised loudly, his frail body gasping for breath, his voice trembling with excitement: "My child, the Iron Throne is yours."

Conquer new territories, restore peace to your kingdom, and see your eldest son ascend to the throne.

Having accomplished these three things, he will have lived a life that is not in vain.

boom--

The wine cup slammed heavily on the table, and the dinner plate bounced.

Damon's face was terribly gloomy. He didn't care about the etiquette between the king and his subjects. He turned around and walked out.

Not angry or jealous.

But his brother didn't treat him as a family member.

He was the one who was excluded from beginning to end.

"Damon, stop!"

He had only taken three or two steps when Viserys's breathless voice shouted from behind him.

Damon paused, looked back at the anxious face, and said with a temper: "You have the best heir in the world, what else do you want me to do?"

"You bastard, are you really going to piss me off to death!?"

Viserys was furious, his face flushed unnaturally, and he shouted: "I am your only ally in the court, and everything I gave you, you have wasted it at will."

Damon curled his lips and sneered.

Viserys continued, angrily saying, "I am going to abdicate. Do you still want to be so arrogant and act like a child forever?"

When Damon heard this, his stern face changed slightly and his defenses began to relax.

Viserys sighed deeply and said, "Rhaegar is my eldest son. His ability is obvious to all. You are his uncle and his right-hand man."

Finally, he looked Daemon in the eyes and gave him earnest advice: "Brother, don't let me teach you how to treat a king again."

He withdrew from the center of power, and Dimon was completely alone.

No one will protect a willful and reckless guy anymore.

These words touched Damon's heart. He was unusually quiet and turned his head away stubbornly.

His heart was pounding, and his fingers, which easily bent the bow and wielded the sword, twitched slightly.

The last time I had a heated argument with Viserys was on the night after my good nephew was born.

The night before, he had satirized his good nephew as the "Crown Prince for a Day" in a brothel in Flea Bottom.

That night, Otto's spies discovered it and reported the news to Viserys, who was heartbroken after losing his wife. He was scolded by his brother and his tongue was almost pulled out.

This time, the quarrel was also because of their good nephew.

Damon thought hard, and a thousand words of rebuttal emerged in his mind, but he couldn't utter a single one.

Last time, he pushed back.

He cursed Viserys for being a coward and being sucked blood by the leeches in the small council.

He was then driven out of King's Landing for the first time.

This time, Damon chose to remain silent.

It was not because he was afraid of Viserys, he knew that the other party would not have the heart to attack him.

He was powerless to refute.

Viserys's decision was not wrong, and his good nephew was indeed tough enough.

He just...

Daemon lowered his eyes and glanced sideways at the younger Rhaegar, a hint of jealousy flashing in his indifferent eyes.

Viserys could never trust him as much as he could a good nephew.

He shouldn't be at this dinner, shouldn't be in this Red Castle.

He looked like a poor bastard who had just squeezed in.

Daemon looked at Rhaegar, and Rhaegar looked at him.

Rhaegar's long hair hung on his shoulders, and his eyes seemed to want to see into Dai Bo Meng's heart.

He didn't speak rashly.

Say words of advice to Damon or comfort to his father.

This was a quarrel unique to the previous generation, and there was no room for him to interrupt.

Every word he says will influence the brothers' thoughts.

Like everyone present, he chose to remain silent.

"Damon!"

Viserys spoke again, almost commandingly: "Return to your seat, and do not make me repeat myself."

The words fell.

Lannar quickly looked at her husband, her eyes filled with deep worry.

She didn't want her husband to anger the king and be kicked out of the royal family.

Damon glanced at her sideways, not paying any attention to his wife's plea.

What he wants to do cannot be influenced by others.

Viserys stared at him, angrily scolding, "Don't bother this bastard. Let him decide for himself whether to stay or go!"

Before abdicating, he must see Damon's determination.

Tread...  

There was a sound of footsteps, and they landed with a thud.

Damon looked awkward. He turned around in two steps, pulled out a chair and sat down heavily.

The chair legs squeaked harshly against the marble floor.

It's like a naughty kid who was scolded by his parents and was trying to make himself known.

"Hmph!" Viserys snorted coldly upon seeing this. His stern face relaxed slightly, and his brain, which was filled with anger, suddenly became cool.

This bastard still has some conscience.

Damon had a sour face and raised his glass to take a big gulp of wine.

He would rather have his conscience licked clean by stray dogs scavenging on the street.

Viserys didn't care about him and warned his eldest son: "Rhaegar, don't worry that Daemon is my brother. Send him as you like in the future."

Rhaegar: ...

Looking around at the two angry middle-aged men, I was speechless for a while.

If Aegon or Aemond dared to disrespect him like this, by now they would have broken their teeth and fallen to the ground begging for mercy.

Of course, my father is not good at martial arts.

He was just asking himself in another way not to kill his good uncle at will.

"Pfft!"

Damon obviously understood the meaning and sneered disdainfully.

A black line appeared on Rhaegar's forehead, and he said speechlessly: "Yes, father."

I will definitely not have any scruples.

"Good boy."

Viserys looked satisfied, his face turning a little redder.

The conversation turned.

Looking at Collis who looked like he was watching a show, he said sincerely: "While I am still in office, you can raise any requests you have."

He was not an exceptionally good king, and all the glory and disgrace of the kingdom depended on the political legacy left by his grandfather, the King of Centenary.

Having enjoyed the dividends passed down by his predecessors, he also wanted to leave more invisible wealth to his eldest son.

The ministers of the Privy Council are very good and can share the burden with the king.

However, the kingdom had newly occupied the Stepstone Islands, the Disputed Lands, and the Territory of Dorne, and the royal conference could not cover everything.

Damon and the sea serpent are the most important tools for ruling the territories outside the narrow sea.

The eldest son's methods were cruel and it was difficult for him to tolerate the two of them.

He has to put aside his prejudices and win them over himself.

Collis suppressed his outward emotions and showed his true ability: "Your Majesty, your sincerity touches my heart. Please forgive me for speaking frankly."

Since the other party is serious, there is no need for him to play tricks.

be honest and open.

Viserys waved his hand. "My court has always encouraged its subjects to speak out."

Collis nodded in agreement and stated his request: "I have lost an heir. Tidehead Island has lost its successor lord. I ask the royal family to compensate me with a new heir."

"..."

Rhaegar and Viserys looked at each other, both in shock.

How to compensate for this?

Rhaenys realized it later and stared at the sea snake with sharp eyes.

How can the royal family compensate an heir?

Unless the husband has other options.

As soon as the thought came to her, even though she was so confident, her feminine nature still began to show suspicion.

The children didn't understand, but the adults looked at Rhaenys with more speculation.

Especially Damon.

His expression suddenly returned to normal. He first stared at the sea snake in surprise, then his eyes gradually became playful.

This brother-in-law and father-in-law is quite something!
(End of this chapter)