Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

At the critical moment, someone came to his rescue.

"Go!"

Daemon rode to the VIP seats and looked up at the situation in the front row.

The eldest son was so nervous that he was sweating.

Daemon's eyes showed a mockery.

Bang!

Rhaenyra put down the empty plate, stood up and walked to the VIP seat fence.

She did not forget to wipe the corner of her mouth halfway.

Lanar took a glimpse and took the initiative to follow.

Before the knights duel, they would ask for wreaths from the opposite sex to seek blessings and favor.

Whether they give or not, they should welcome them out of courtesy.

As soon as the two women left, Aemon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, put it here."

Lannino forced a smile and brought the pastry plate in front of him.

Aemon was stunned.

Lannino did not hesitate and put it directly on the small table.

The princess was eating so fast just now that she almost ate the plate.

He was scared and trembling.

Aemon's mouth twitched, and he turned his head to look at Joffrey.

That guy was even worse, his handsome face was pale.

"Alas!"

Aemon looked up at the sky and sighed.

Among the three men with penises, he was the only real man.

Under the VIP seats.

Daemon looked at the two beauties, and he was undecided about the wooden lance.

Rhaenyra was in a bad mood, and she said casually: "I wish you a victory, uncle."

"Thank you, princess."

Daemon smiled faintly, moved the wooden lance in front of Laena, and said confidently: "I am sure I can win the competition, Miss Laena."

"I will be more powerful if I get your token."

He still has a conscience and remembers the agreement with his brother.

The seemingly ordinary request implies that he does not approve of the relationship between Laena and his son.

Denies that he will not ask for a token.

Lanar glanced at her and smiled, "My token has an owner. I believe that the princess is willing to bless you." Daemon did not force it, and the wooden lance moved in front of Rhaenyra. Although he was also attracted to this Velaryon beauty, she was at least the enlightenment of his son. There should be a bottom line. Rhaenyra took a deep breath and turned to get the token. On the small table where the new cake plate was placed, two wreaths of different colors were stacked. Rhaenyra picked up a wreath of red leaves and put it on the raised wooden lance. It was originally prepared for Aemon. Now it is not even given to a dog. Daemon did not know what his niece was thinking, and smiled freely: "I will do my best." After that, he rode his warhorse to the arena. Rhaenyra was confused and had no mood to respond. Lanar looked at the two of them with a puzzled look. She was vaguely aware of it. Daemon's eyes looking at Rhaenyra were not so innocent. Ding Ding! The referee struck the gong and the two players came on the field.

Neither Rhaenyra nor Laena went back, but stood by the fence and watched.

Going back would embarrass the three of them.

Might as well take a breath.

The top position.

Viserys and the sea snake remained silent, competing with patience and resilience.

"I'll go out for a while."

Rhaenys couldn't stand it anymore and walked down the aisle from the side.

She was going to teach her nephew a lesson.

As soon as she left, the back row became a little more active.

Linman, one of the few ministers who showed up, waved to the outside and called a servant.

He reached into his pocket, took out a handful of gold dragons, and whispered, "Five gold dragons for Daemon."

The old man was quite stingy and didn't take more at a time.

The servant took the gold dragon and left.

Aemon sat in the first row and wanted to pick up the wine glass to take a sip.

But he didn't have a wine glass.

Rhaenyra's was all gone, so he could only take Laena's.

Bang!

Rhaenys sat down and smashed her daughter's wine glass on the table.

"Aunt?"

Aemon was shocked.

"Don't call me aunt, you bastard!"

Rhaenys was very smart and sneered: "You took my daughter and you still hang on to Rhaenyra?"

A daughter and a niece, they were about to be harmed by the bastard in front of them.

How could she not be really angry.

Aemon smiled bitterly and said: "Aunt, I have my reasons."

"Stop talking nonsense, I only see a copy of Daemon!"

Rhaenys's eyes were like torches, and she didn't buy it at all.

It's okay to fool those two stupid girls.

He also wanted to show off in front of her.

Aemon was speechless.

Aunt is at the same level as my mother, and she can't tolerate any sand in her eyes.

Rhaenys took a sip of the wine glass and asked: "Tell me, how are you going to explain to Corliss and Viserys?"

"I can't let go of either of them."

Aemon spoke like a scumbag. "Bah!"

Rennie was not polite at all and spat at him.

Why don't you just tame two dragons?

The mortality rate can be lower.

Aemon closed his eyes and wiped his face helplessly.

Aunt + mother-in-law.

Spit, we can't afford to offend.

In his heart, he also hated himself for not being loyal.

Every time he thought of this, he would feel guilty for three seconds.

But he thought he was excusable.

People choose dragons, and dragons choose masters.

After the bond is established, people and dragons complement each other.

Vomisor is essentially a very special and rare dragon.

Dragons are solitary creatures with a strong sense of territory.

But Vomisor and Silver Wing are a unique partnership.

Dragons know how to start a family.

As a driver, Aemon, what's wrong with finding yourself another wife.

"I'm not kidding you, you are in danger now."

Rhaenys pointed at her daughter and niece in front of her and said sadly: "They are all stupid girls, how can you bear to deceive them?"

"I don't have to lie."

Aemon said frankly.

It is true that he did not tell Rhaenyra the truth, but he did not think of hiding it either.

Lanner is a latecomer, and there is no such thing as cheating.

As long as he is cheating, his biological father will die.

"What do you mean?"

Rhaenys was shocked: "Do you really want to imitate the conqueror and marry two wives?"

Aemon nodded solemnly.

Rhaenys stared at her nephew for a long time, then said absently: "Boy, I will never believe your nonsense about family, honor, and unity again."

The little bastard who talks nonsense.

Use these words to stabilize her and say something to protect the family together.

The truth is that it was her daughter's fault to seduce the heir to the Iron Throne.

It was clearly to satisfy his own selfish desires.

"Auntie, I never told any lies."

Eamonn reassured.

He admitted that his heart was not pure and that he was a bastard who stepped in two different places.

But what he did was beneficial and harmless to the family.

The Black Party fights against the Green Party, and the Velaryon family competes with the Targaryen family.

Even Dad Dimon, a third party who is outside, has been exerting pressure on the situation.

The tragedy of "Dance with Dragons" is the accumulation of mistakes one after another.

By marrying Rhaenyra and Lannar, he can not only stabilize the power of the Black Party, but also win over the Velaryon family.

My mother, Lady Leia, is still alive.

Dad Dimon has a happy family, so don’t think about marrying a second or third wife.

The water here is too deep and he can't grasp it.

If you are a son, do it for him!

Rhaenys was stunned, seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, and said with complicated emotions: "Aemon, if I didn't know your mother's personality, I would definitely think that you are a descendant of Viserys."

Such shameless people are rare in this world.

Aemon sighed helplessly.

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If possible, he would rather throw himself into the belly of Queen Emma or Allison.

Occupying orthodoxy, the Black Party and the Green Party are not at their mercy.

If Dad Damon dares to mess around, he will be imprisoned in the Red Keep dungeon.

"Good luck to you, Eamonn."

Rhaenys stood up and said one last thing: "The Faith of the Seven Gods has suppressed the Targaryen family for many years. If you are really capable, don't end up like my father and your grandfather."

Aemon frowned slightly.

Does this mean you support him?

Rhaenys said no more and turned back to sit next to her husband.

She has her own unique vision.

The conflict between the Targaryens and the Velaryons is imminent, and a marriage is urgently needed to ease it.

Rhaenyra's position as heir to the Iron Throne is indeed alluring.

Coranino does not have the qualifications to become a prince's wife, nor can he bear the burden of checking and balancing the nobles throughout the territory.

Even if they are forced to stay together, reproduction of offspring will be a problem.

When the new children grow up, there will inevitably be infighting within the family.

And nephew Eamonn is obviously not an honest guy.

Rhaenyra would not join him.

No matter if you marry any big noble, you can't escape the rebellion of his valley branch.

The Iron Throne will change hands sooner or later.

"What did you say?"

Collis tilted his head and whispered in his wife's ear.

Rhaenys looked forward and said calmly: "Nothing, just give him some warning."

Clang!

The referee struck the gong, marking the end of the first martial arts showdown.

Daemon threw down his broken shield and stood on his horse, raising his arms and shouting.

His opponent was lying on the ground, already lying on his back.

Rhaenyra looked at it for a while, then silently returned to her original position.

Not much to see.

Lanner lifted her heels.

She had just noticed her mother chatting with Eamonn, and she had already become itchy.

Clang!

The referee rings again to set up a new challenger for Damon.

Until then, someone arrived late.

Alison dragged a long red skirt and slowly walked from the aisle to the VIP seat.

Rhaenyra glanced over, the color of the dress clashing with hers.

But she was in no mood to pay any attention to it.

Allison just took away her father, but Lanner wanted to take away her man.

Which one is more serious or less serious is hard to say.

"Eamonn, why didn't you end up?"

Alison asked curiously.

At her feet followed a series of children.

Little Aegon is 7 years old and has sneaky eyes.

Sneaking under the maid's skirt, she snickered from time to time.

Helena and Aemond were tugging at their mother's skirts, like two followers.

Aemon did not rush to answer, but glanced at little Aegon first.

He is worthy of being the king of the Green Party in "Dance with the Dragons".

She has been a lustful person since she was a child, and is good at stealing from home to make up for the damage.

At a young age, he has already shown his qualifications as a king.

The king of mediocrity!

Aemon slapped his forehead and said melancholy: "My brother is showing off his power, but my uncle won't let me end up."

"He's quite biased."

Allison joked, picked up her daughter and put it into the other person's arms.

"Huh?"

Aemon's eyes flashed as a cute little girl appeared on his lap.

Helena frowned and looked up at her cousin.

Her little baby is still in the other party's hands.

Want to come back~

"They miss you so much that they want to take you with them."

Alison acted as a hands-off shopkeeper, showing no selfish motives at all.

Then, he pushed his two sons in front of Lannar and Rhaenyra.

Lanner's eyes were surprised.

In front of the hem of her skirt was a bewildered Aemond.

"Don't move!"

Rhaenyra had no good temper and held down the squirming little Aegon.

Little Aegon was shouted at, and his blood was suppressed and he shrank his neck.

"Rhaena..."

Alison felt a little distressed, but she finally held back her words.

He smiled at Eamonn, walked to her husband's right side and sat down alone.

Clang!

The gong sounded and the duel began.

"Forget it, let's watch the competition."

Eamonn smiled helplessly, picked up a piece of pastry and put it in Helena's hand.

"Thank you~"

Helena opened her little mouth and raised her chubby hand to catch it.

However, the lotus-jointed arms are too short, and when raised above the head, they can only touch the ears.

Aemon laughed dumbly and fed it to the little girl's mouth.

Bang!

In the competition arena below, both knights landed in the first round of their duel.

"sword!"

Daemon climbed up and called to the attendants to bring him the sword.

The person opposite was wearing silver armor and yellow robes, with the "Crown Stag" emblem engraved on his chest. He was a strong man in armor with a heavy back and a strong waist.

"Who is this?"

Eamonn has never seen it.

Lannal said softly: "Boros Baratheon, my cousin."

"Lord Beaumond's son, a thoroughly reckless man."

Rhaenyra opened her mouth at the same time, her tone disdainful.

Aemon's expression was subtle, and he felt that the attitudes of the two women had changed.

"Fight!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I stretched out my hands to both sides.

Lanner's eyes flashed, her green-white hand was held, and she pulled it back hard.

Aemon looked as usual, refusing to let go.

Take your cheekiness to the extreme.

Lanner rolled her eyes and gave up her useless struggle.

Just a scoundrel.

Rhaenyra was also held by her slender hand, her calm face instantly darkened.

He pulled back with the same force, wanting to bite him.

Aemon said nothing.

"snort!"

Rhaenyra couldn't get away, she snorted and looked towards the arena.

Go back and settle accounts with him.

The corners of Aemon's lips curled up slightly, suppressing his excitement.

He knew it, but he still relented.

When Lanino heard the sound, he was immediately in awe.

Sandwiched between two women, one can still hold one hand.

The little cousin is simply a man among men, a true male.

"How can there be such a decent person in the world!"

Inexplicably, Lanino couldn't sit still.

He suddenly discovered that his cousin's profile was very attractive.