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

Chapter 486 The Brothers' Cheap Deal
The next day, the weather was fine.

Rhaegar lay on his bed, soundly sleeping.

knock knock...

There was a knock on the door, lightly and orderly.

Rhaegar woke up from his sleep with sleepy eyes.

"Hah!"

Rhaegar felt dizzy and held his forehead and took a deep breath.

Migraine, like being hit by a hammer.

Rhaegar shook his head, the dizziness gradually subsided, and he whispered softly: "Mist, young dragon, horn!"

A light bulb went off in my head and I immediately regained my spirits.

Lei Jiateng sat up suddenly and asked doubtfully, "Could the dragon horn be in the sea of ​​smoke?"

Last night’s dream connected to the precognitive dream in the Starry Temple.

Last time, he predicted that Rhaenyra would give birth prematurely.

Last night, I gained a new perspective.

A land covered in mist, two ownerless dragon cubs, and...

The Dragon Horn, a national treasure

Rega did not dare to delay and took out the ancient books stored in the space necklace.

A manual for training dragons, written by Diane Liga.

Rega flipped through the pages of the book carefully, his big hands pausing at each page of illustration.

[Giant dragons build nests in scattered places. The Dragon King will not imprison his companions, otherwise they will face severe punishment...]

[When war comes, blow the dragon's horn and summon allies from afar. 】

[Not allowed to touch unless you are of Dragon King bloodline! ]

The pages are densely packed with ancient Valyrian characters, which describe the existence of the dragon horn by using the habits of dragons.

Rhaegar glanced over it, staring at the simple illustration next to the text.

A horn that looks like a giant bull's horn, with fine patterns engraved on the surface, full of antiquity and mystery.

Rhaegar looked closely and his eyelids twitched slightly.

The dragon horn in the dream was 70% similar to the illustrations in ancient books.

The only omission is probably the black horn in the dream, with different patterns engraved on its surface.

"It really is the Dragon's Horn."

Rhaegar was lost in thought, and slammed the book shut.

knock knock...

Just as I was thinking about the meaning of last night's dream, there was another knock on the door.

Lei Jia took a deep breath, adjusted his state back to normal, and said calmly: "Come in."

Dreams all have reasons.

Since I dreamed of the Dragon's Horn, maybe I will be able to dream of its approximate location in the future.

crunch--

The door opened and a graceful figure in a white dress walked in.

Helena's face was tense, she held a covered plate in her arms, her clear big eyes rolling around.

She squeezed through the crack in the door and looked at Rhaegar lying on the bed, as if trying to figure out how he felt.

The little appearance is so funny.

Rhaegar smiled and waved: "What are you looking at? Come in."

In such a huge Red Castle, this girl is probably the only one having the most fun.

"Then I'll come."

Helena tiptoed into the room.

The scale is not grand, but it has a full arc and is tilted back with the door closed.

Rhaegar adjusted his long hair and glanced at the same time.

Helena wore a white long dress which looked simple and slim, outlining her curvy figure.

The baby-fat face lost its childishness, and the freckles mostly disappeared, revealing the originally fair and beautiful face.

The silver-golden slightly curly hair is draped behind the head, with a rubber band tied at the roots, giving it a loose and fluffy feel.

Rhaegar smiled and thought to himself what a lazy girl.

At the age of 14, when ordinary aristocratic families have already been engaged or even married, he is still dazed all day long.

"Brother, I brought you breakfast."

Helena walked shyly to the bed with a flattering look on her face, opened the lid and presented the plate.

Classic white bread + milk + ham.

Leiga drank the milk in big gulps, looked up and down at Helena who was hesitant to speak, and said with a smile: "You have something to ask me? Tell me."

It is not...

Well, I have something to ask you.

His sister knew it herself. She was not a lively person and her worries were written all over her face.

Helena lowered her head, occasionally glancing at her brother, and whispered, "Last night, mother and father slept together."

As he spoke, he gently poked his two index fingers at each other to hide his nervousness.

When Rhaegar heard this, he stopped his hand that was about to take the bread and became extremely speechless.

To be honest, I wanted to spit out the milk I just drank.

You're making such a big deal right away. Is a breakfast so expensive?

Helena knew she was in the wrong, and she buried her head in his small chest, begging, "Brother, father needs someone to take care of him, don't lock up mother."

"You wanted to come here on your own?" Rhaegar guessed.

Helena nodded without hesitation: "If mother continues to be locked up in the small dark room, she will go crazy."

The little hand quietly moved beside him, placed on his brother's thigh, and massaged his leg with gentle force.

My mother was locked in the small dark room again early in the morning.

Aegon and Aemond did not have the courage to ask their eldest brother for mercy, so she was the only one who came to report.

Rhaegar rolled his eyes, knowing what this silly girl was doing.

Grabbing the white and tender claws on his thigh, Rega said seriously: "If there is a mistake, it must be corrected. It is a great blessing for Alison to be imprisoned in the temple to atone for his sins."

If it weren't for his father and his younger brothers and sisters, he would have killed Allison with a glass of poisoned wine.

Helena pouted and her eyes were full of pleading for mercy.

"No!" Rhaegar refused decisively.

And said: "If you don't listen, you can leave now."

The lid of the plate was closed and stuffed into the little girl's hands.

Helena shuddered, obviously frightened, and moved to the side on the goose feather mattress.

Rega was not in a good mood: "Go out, I need to change clothes."

My good mood early in the morning was ruined.

"Hmm~"

Helena nodded, placed the plate on the round table, and walked carefully to the door.

He opened the door and muttered to himself.

"Aegon is a liar. My pleas are of no use."

"I believed his lies!"

Helena got half of her body out and made up her mind to go back and chop the liar with Changxia.

As I walked out the door, an impatient voice was heard.

"Alison must atone her sins in the church. Tell them to move her to the quiet room in the inner church to pray and send two nuns to watch over her."

Helena looked up suddenly, her eyes filled with surprise.

Without waiting for confirmation, someone cursed from inside: "Get lost!"

"okay."

Helena was so excited that she ran away from the scene.

in the bedroom.

Rhaegar had a stern face and took a big bite of bread.

Allison is a little bit stupid, but fortunately he has no execution ability.

My father is about to abdicate, and he might move to Dragonstone or Harrenhal to recuperate, so he will need someone close to him to take care of him.

Alison will have to get out of that small dark room sooner or later, just to give face to Aegon, Helena and the others.

He had several younger brothers and sisters who helped him a lot.

Whether it's the Narrow Sea War or the Dorne War.

Even last night, Aegon's performance was heroic, mocking the sea serpent's reproductive ability with his face.

He is worthy of being his good second brother.

……

In the morning, the sun is shining brightly.

Rhaegar had just finished breakfast, changed into casual clothes, and walked out of the room.

"prince."

Ilic was guarding the door, wearing silver armor and a white robe.

Rhaegar asked with concern: "How is your injury?"

Ilic held his head high and said confidently, "It's all right now."

Rhaegar smiled and walked out.

I had just taken two steps when I felt something strange.

Erik is the commander of the Kingsguard and he will not sit idle.

Immediately, he asked, "Father, is there something wrong?"

Ilic lowered his head upon hearing this and said in a muffled voice, "His Majesty summoned Prince Daemon this morning, and the fleet of Tidehead Island was delayed for this reason."

"understood."

Rhaegar slapped his forehead and sighed, "Take me to see it."

Abdication is a very serious matter, and even the smallest details can be debated for a whole day.

Better go and have a look.

"Yes." Eric agreed and led the way.

……

The king's palace.

"He is my child and will soon inherit my throne. You must love him as much as you love me."

"How do you say the word love so easily?"

"Don't interrupt me. I'll teach you how to be a good subject!" "I admit that I am guilty, but you shouldn't punish me by pledging loyalty to a young boy."

"..."

A bedroom with a mural of sexual intercourse and a hand warmer filled with rich incense.

Viserys panted and confronted Daemon who looked indifferent.

"You little bastard, you are not a child anymore. Are you going to piss me off to death?"

"You must not die, or the white robe outside the door will say that I killed my own relatives and stabbed the king."

Damon crossed his arms across his chest, raised his eyebrows and looked at his brother who was leaning against the head of the bed, then pouted and shook his head.

When he was young, I advised him to exercise more and build a good body.

He just wouldn't listen, preferring banquets and tournaments.

Make the body a mess.

Viserys coughed angrily and asked, "Where are Rhaenys and the others? Have they left?"

"Not yet." Damon said casually.

"You must prepare early. My body will not last long. Rhaegar must take the throne as soon as possible."

Viserys's breathing became increasingly labored, and he began to grit his teeth when he spoke.

Damon couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he stepped forward to help pat his back and whispered, "You won't die that easily, don't underestimate yourself."

Upon learning that Yanhai might have medicine to cure his brother, he sent spies back to Tyrosh overnight.

I believe there will be results soon.

"Don't tease me, give me something practical."

Viserys pushed his hand away and said bluntly, "You will help Rhaegar meet the messenger and see off the sea serpents."

Damon kept silent.

Viserys didn't care whether he agreed or not. He continued, "I am pleased with the engagement of Rhaena and Daeron. It is a great union between us."

Dimon emphasized: "Three parties."

He also has to be considered one side, he must be considered one side.

"Okay, three parties."

Viserys asked as if he was coaxing a child, "Has your daughter, Benella, considered getting engaged to the twins?"

The eldest grandson is Baelon, and the second grandson is Aemon.

They are both very good marriage candidates, which can strengthen the uncle-nephew relationship between Rhaegar and Daemon and ease the hatred between them.

Damon looked at him with disdain, and the first thing he wanted to say was "How can a tiger girl be worthy of a dog boy?"

Viserys: ...

Being stared at by his brother, Daemon felt physically uncomfortable and turned his head away: "Lanar mentioned it, but your eldest son declined."

"Is that so? What a pity."

Viserys was disappointed.

Daemon sneered, "Your son has a very different personality from you. He is more like the Arryn bitch in the Vale, always arrogant and petty."

"Watch your wording."

Viserys' eyes narrowed as he said, "Don't forget what you did, attacking a six-year-old. You were worse than the cheapest bitch in Flea Bottom."

"Oh!"

He spat out a mouthful of nonexistent phlegm, becoming more and more angry as he spoke: "Compared to you, even bitches have a hard time doing business."

Damon: ...

Take a deep breath. Take a deep breath.

I kept repeating in my heart: "This is my real brother, my real brother."

If anyone else dared to mock like this, the sword would have been stabbed into the other person's eye socket.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Viserys wanted to kick him and scolded him, "Are you listening to what I say?"

"What?" Damon asked knowingly.

Viserys shouted, "Serve Rhaegar faithfully, and live up to your title."

Damon sneered: "When did I get the title of prince, Prince of the Capital?"

Although Tyrosh was in his hands, it still nominally belonged to the kingdom.

The only princely title of the Targaryens is Rhaenys's title of Prince of the Dragon.

He held no princely title, nor did Aegon of Bloodstone.

Oh, and there is a princess title.

Rhaenyra, Princess of Dragonstone.

The other Targaryens can only be called princes and princesses, and he is no exception.

Viserys sensed the displeasure and coaxed, "When Rhaegar takes the throne, he will make you Prince of Tyrosh."

"I want you to seal me!" Damon turned his head with burning eyes.

Viserys was speechless for a moment. "Okay, but you must promise to control your temper."

"I have a condition."

"Speak, as long as it's not too much."

Daemon was also unequivocal and said generously: "It is difficult for Lanar to have children. I ask for the right to marry more and expand the family."

Viserys was startled when he heard this, frowned and asked, "You agreed to adopt Rhaena, is that to pave the way for marrying more women?"

No wonder the other party agreed so readily.

Damon nodded and said bluntly: "I want a son. You once made me lose a son. Remember?"

In the same year that Rhaegar was born, Little White Maggot became pregnant with his child.

He also stole a black dragon egg that originally belonged to Rhaegar, but it was later retrieved by his niece Rhaenyra riding a dragon.

Afterwards, Viserys ordered Mei the Whiteworm to be sent back to Lys, but during the voyage, she encountered a storm and the fetus fell out of her belly.

It was a fully grown boy.

Therefore, Daemon always held a grudge and, after failing to seduce his niece Rhaenyra, he decided to murder Rhaegar to pay for his son's death.

Fortunately, it didn't work.

Damon's eyes flickered as he glanced at his silent brother, not knowing whether he should be thankful or regretful for that failure.

Quite a while.

Viserys broke the silence and asked disappointedly, "Does Lanar know that you have such thoughts?"

She was a good woman and almost became his second wife.

Lanar was worthy of Daemon and gave birth to a pair of twin daughters for him.

With a big belly, she rushed to Tyrosh to support Daemon's invasion.

Because of this, they lost a boy, and the mother and son almost had to face strangers together.

Damon said calmly: "She doesn't know. Even if she knows, I believe she will understand."

boom--

Viserys pounded on the bed and gnashed his teeth. "No woman could understand you. You are hopeless!"

He also served as Daemon's support to Dorne, and was slowly learning.

It turns out that he is still that bastard!

Daemon sneered and said, "Don't forget, it was your son who proposed to marry more women. The Arryn whore in the Vale is so pregnant that she can't hold any more."

"I said, watch your words!"

Viserys was furious.

The Vale are his wife Emma's family and their most loyal allies.

Damon scoffed.

Jenny Alleyn, a bitch who forgets her principles when she sees profit.

Before his ex-wife, the Bronze Bitch, died, the two most noble women in the valley were so close that they were almost wearing the same skirt.

If it weren't for the existence of Jensif, he would have thought that Bronze Bitch and Ailin Bitch were a couple.

As for why there is so much hostility towards Jenny Arling.

He tried several times to take control of Fushishi City, but was reprimanded by Jenny every time. The last time, he was even driven out of the valley.

Although there is the canyon guardian, Joseph Royce, to help from behind.

But there’s no denying that it’s an Aylin bitch.

Seducing his niece's husband.

Damon was in a complicated mood and asked, "Are you going to agree or not? Do you want to see my bloodline cut off?"

"you……"

Viserys was furious.

It's hard to refute.

His uncle, Aemon Targaryen, had only one daughter, Rhaenys.

It should have been a branch of the main Targaryen family, but it was barely supported by the marriage of Rhaenys.

In name only.

Viserys sulked and gritted his teeth: "I promise you, but only you can marry one more wife."

"Haha." Damon smiled with satisfaction.

He knew that his brother would not reject him.

Viserys became even angrier and cursed: "How dare you laugh? If the sea serpent and Rhaenys knew about this, how would they view you?"

Damon's eyes dimmed, and he said immediately: "Instead of caring about me, you should care about your eldest son. He is the one who is not very efficient."

Not to mention the Arryn bitch of the Vale.

The silly girl born to Allison, who is clearly a natural Green, just happens to hang out with her good nephew.

Viserys was confused. "What?"

"nothing."

Damon shook his head.

He is not so despicable as to tell tales behind people's backs like a gossipress.

When that silly girl's belly could no longer be hidden and her brother and nephew became anxious.

crunch--

Push it away and a third party intervenes.

Rega pushed the door open, lifted the bead curtain and saw his father and uncle, and looked at them with strange eyes.

What were the two old guys secretly chatting about behind his back?
"I go first."

Damon was very arrogant and turned away.

Viserys did not stop him, but asked his eldest son, "What is it?"

Rhaegar stared at Daemon's back, always feeling that the two of them had done something wrong behind his back.

After hesitating for a moment, he recalled the two baby dragons in his dream and said, "I had a dream. While bidding farewell to the sea serpent, I flew to Dragonstone for a tour."

There might be a dragon.

(End of this chapter)