Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

Chapter 166 The kindness of the Earl of Seagull Town

 The two of them didn't chat for a few words before Yara was called away by other noble ladies and ladies.

Before Rhaegar could take a sip of water, a tall old man with gray hair came over leading a pair of boys and girls.

 On the collars of old men and young women, there is a tower-like pattern embroidered on them.

Yellow burning tower on a black triangle on a flaming red background.

That is the emblem of the Grafson family, the earl family of Seagull Town.

The old man gave a slight salute and said with a smile: "Prince, Greene Grafson greets you."

 “You just greeted me, Lord Green.”

Rhaegar stood up from his chair and nodded in return.

This trip is to win over the support of Seagull Town, and a harmonious attitude is the best.

Seagull Town has a naturally sheltered harbor, located southeast of Eagle's Nest City, on the shores of Crab Bay, and south of Runestone City.

It is one of the five major cities in Westeros.

It is about the same size as White Harbor and inferior to Lannisport, Oldtown, and King's Landing.

The Grafson family is one of the main aristocratic families in Seagull Town, possessing considerable wealth and connections.

 “Prince, I haven’t seen you for a long time, and you are becoming more and more handsome and noble.”

 Old Greene had a friendly attitude and introduced the young boy and girl who stood up: "This is my grandson Joffrey and granddaughter Jonal."

Rhaegar cast his gaze upon hearing this.

 The brother and sister are about the same age, about 16 or 7 years old.

Joffrey is handsome, with curly black hair and light gray eyes of the Grafson family.

Jonal is also very beautiful and has a graceful figure.

 What surprised Rhaegar most was that Jonal had silver-gold curly hair and purple pupils.

 Standard appearance of Valyrian descendants.

 “Miss Jonal’s hair color…”

Rhaegar looked at Old Green hesitantly.

Old Green smiled, his eyes shining: "My mother is Mrs. Prudence of the Celtija family. Jonard inherited the Valyrian characteristics of her great-grandmother from one generation to the next."

 “That’s it, Miss Jonal is really beautiful.”

Rhaegar pretended to be surprised and praised Jonnar generously.

At this moment, he remembered that Grafson had a marriage with the Settiga family.

 After all, the Grafson family is very wealthy, and many nobles are willing to marry into this family for the sake of money.

In the brief history of the Targaryen family, it is also recorded that Lady Prudence once rescued Rhaegar's great-grandmother, Queen Alexa.

Thinking about this, Rhaegar smiled a little more genuinely and chatted more enthusiastically.

Jonar stood next to her brother, lowered her head slightly, and glanced at Rhaegar with a blushing face.

 The useless greeting is over.

Rhaegar raised the topic and said solemnly: "Lord Green, the war between the kingdom and the Three Women's Kingdom is about to begin, and your family's help is needed."

 “Prince, I have received news from the raven.”

Old Green was also unambiguous and said readily: "The Graves family of Seagull Town is always willing to fight for your majesty and for you, the prince."

“Great, with the help of your family, the kingdom will definitely be able to defeat the rampant Three Women Kingdom.”

Rhaegar smiled, and his impression of the old man improved sharply.

 The kingdom needs vassals like this who can help at critical moments.

“Prince, I want to catch up with some old friends. You young people are quick-thinking and can chat better.”

 Old Green said goodbye and left his grandchildren behind.

Once the old man left, only Rhaegar and the three of them were left looking at each other.

 “Prince, let me get you a drink.”

Jonal had a soft voice, and she carefully picked up the flask and poured the wine, her big eyes shy and timid.

"Thanks."

Rhaegar didn’t drink, so he took a polite sip, feeling even thirstier.

Old Green agreed happily and left his grandchildren with him. Rhaegar understood what he meant.

　　Secretly looked at Jonal twice. She was a pretty girl, and her Valyrian features made him feel close to her.

　　But Rhaegar doesn’t like girls who are too shy.

With his thoughts flowing, Rhaegar cast his gaze on Joffrey and said cheerfully: "Joffrey, I see you have a sword on your waist. Do you know how to use a sword?"

 “Yes, Your Highness.”

Joffrey seemed a little cautious and said hurriedly: "I have been studying and practicing swordsmanship since I was a child."

 The teachings of the Grafson family have always been good, and they have very strict requirements for their descendants.

Rhaegar waved his hand and said: "You are a little older than me, so don't be too restrained. Just treat it as small talk."

 Thought for a while and asked: "How is your swordsmanship? Have you considered becoming a knight?"

 “Yes, Prince.”

Joffrey's eyes sparkled, then went out, and he said in frustration: "The swordsmanship teacher said that my talent is average and it is difficult to achieve anything."

“It doesn’t matter, talent is important, but hard work is the way to success.”

Rhaegar comforted him and extended an olive branch: "Are you interested in taking up some official positions?"

“I have only managed some account books with my grandfather and have never been in power.”

Joffrey couldn't hide his excitement and explained awkwardly.

“You can start by serving wine and observe how other ministers handle the situation.”

Rhaegar changed his approach and spared no effort to win over.

 He has no interest in marrying Old Green's granddaughter, so he can only support his grandson.

 I believe Old Green will understand what he means.

After chatting with the brothers and sisters for a while, Mrs. Leia went downstairs and called the attendants to arrange the banquet.

 The wedding banquet is in two days.

 But the reception banquet to welcome nobles from all over the country still has to be held.

 At the banquet, several long tables were placed.

Rega is the crown prince and sits at the same table with a group of nobles such as Leya and Jero, who are the masters, and the noble old Green.

Leya is the host, sitting alone with her fiancé Jero.

Rhaegar, who was of noble status, was sitting alone, facing the two of them from a distance.

The people of the valley are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and the atmosphere at the banquet is very lively.

Rhaegar was just a spectator, responding to toasts from time to time.

At the next table are noble ladies and ladies.

 Many noble ladies were attracted by Rega’s handsome face and were eager to approach him and strike up a conversation.

Old Green took action again. Since it was inconvenient for Rhaegar to pour the wine alone, he called Jonal over to pour the wine.

 This is a hornet's nest.

 The adults with their families called their daughters and granddaughters for various reasons and wandered around in front of Rega's eyes.

 There are basically no fools among the adults who can sit at this table.

 The news that the kingdom is about to go to war with the Three Women Kingdom has spread, and the meaning of the crown prince's appearance in the valley is very clear.

 Gadi is a loyal supporter of the royal family.

Now that the crown prince has personally come to summon the vassals, they, a group of adults, besides providing help, of course also want to gain benefits.

 The biggest benefit is to marry into the royal family.

 Place your daughter or granddaughter in front of the crown prince, if you are lucky enough to see him in the right eye.

The future of the family will skyrocket.

 In this regard, Rhaegar was very helpless.

The sight of warblers and swallows flying around is indeed heart-warming.

 But these aristocratic ladies were so enthusiastic that they almost got into a fight trying to pour him wine.

 From a practical point of view, what will happen if the wine is poured?

 He doesn’t know how to drink!

 “Hiss…”

 In the middle of the banquet, a dragon roar sounded from the sky above the castle, and the strong wind stirred up dust and slapped the glass windows of the hall.

 (End of this chapter)