Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

Eamonn walked out of the room and returned to his residence alone.

He will not compromise.

Not only for myself, but also for the two stupid girls.

The Targaryen family has had tyrants and benevolent kings.

In these changing times, a new conqueror is needed.

…

other side.

Rhaenyra finished her dinner and walked back to her chamber alone.

She is in a very low mood now.

Rumors were confirmed that Eamonn had other lovers.

Maybe more than just a lover.

"I'm a joke."

The more Rhaenyra thought about it, the more she felt aggrieved.

She thought that a night of tenderness before leaving could cover Aemon's heart.

Who knows, the cuckold has already been put on his head.

"Princess!"

Walking to the door of the palace, Cole greeted him.

Rhaenyra entered the room and closed the door: "Good night, Ser Criston."

Bang!

Just as Cole was about to say thank you, the door slammed shut.

He was a little dazed and confused.

Judging from the princess's tone and behavior, she must have suppressed a lot of anger.

Don't take it out on him.

Cole shuddered and stood guard intently.

In the princess's palace.

Rhaenyra walked to the round table, raised her hand and took off her earrings.

Fortunately, she was dressed up carefully today.

"Bloody Aemon, I will never forgive you."

Rhaenyra was indignant.

The movement was too big and it hurt the ear hole, and I couldn't help but take a breath.

It's really unlucky that even drinking cold water will hurt my teeth.

When he lowered his head, he found that the wine glass on the round table had been overturned.

"Huh?"

Rhaenyra frowned.

She remembered that she had not drank before going out.

Someone has been in her room!

Rhaenyra was instantly alert and glanced around the room suspiciously.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound behind the bedside screen.

Rhaenyra heard it, and opened her mouth to call the White Knight in.

Boom!

The muffled sound was orderly in frequency and inexplicably familiar.

Rhaenyra's eyes flashed with memories, and she moved behind the screen.

Nothing.

The gray walls are carved with simple patterns.

Click!

Rhaenyra was about to reach out and touch it when the wall flipped over on its own.

Her eyes widened in shock.

The wall opened like a revolving door, revealing a secret passage leading to the outside world.

A figure in black robes leaned against the iron fence and looked over.

"Who are you?"

Rhaenyra backed away cautiously.

The man in black robe raised his head, revealing a familiar face under his wide hood.

"Damon!?"

Rhaenyra said in surprise.

"Surprised?"

Damon smiled calmly.

Rhaenyra was first shocked and then angry, and said dissatisfied: "How did you know the secret passage to my room?"

The Red Keep was rebuilt during the reign of King Maegor I.

There are hidden secret passages like a spider web inside.

But after the Red Keep was built, King Maegor I killed all the craftsmen.

After the death of Maegor I, the unknown secret passages became a rat's nest.

She didn't even know there was a secret passage in the room.

Damon knew.

How can people not think about it carefully?

Faced with the question, Dimon shrugged: "Usually you don't care about what I know."

Rhaenyra's face turned even worse.

Even so, you can't touch my room.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Rhaenyra's eyes were full of hostility and she asked, "What are you planning when you come back this time?"

Eamonn was right.

Dimon's return is by no means an accident.

"Don't be so nervous. I also long for the warmth of family."

Damon laughed dumbly.

Rhaenyra was not stupid and said funnyly: "I thought you couldn't feel any warmth in this home."

Damon looked at her and did not deny it immediately.

Neither his wife nor his son nor the Red Castle where he grew up gave him a sense of family.

"What are you looking at?"

Rhaenyra felt uncomfortable being looked at and covered her chest with her hands.

"After all these years, you have become more beautiful."

Damon praised him and silently looked away.

Asking who in this family can make him feel warm...

Maybe it’s just my brother and the niece in front of me.

Rhaenyra was a little scared: "Damon, it's time for you to go back."

She swore that she would seal the secret passage when she came back.

The way Damon looked at her just now was more aggressive than Aemon's.

"I thought you had a lot to say?"

Dimon asked himself: "For example, your marriage."

He saw clearly what happened during the day at the competition ground.

The son stepped on two boats and had already offended Viserys and the sea serpent.

The direction of this political marriage has changed.

He had some thoughts.

"What do you mean?"

Rhaenyra wondered.

Damon: "Lanael is the daughter of the Sea Serpent, the eldest daughter of the most powerful noble in the Seven Kingdoms, and the driver of Vhagar."

After a pause, he said with a smile: "With Lanino's temperament, she might still be the heir to Chaotou Island."

"So what?"

Rhaenyra was still very naive and said boldly: "I will compete fairly with her, and we still don't know who will win."

"Are you confident you can beat her?"

Damon asked with a smile.

Rhaenyra nodded: "Of course."

She is the heir to the Iron Throne, the princess of Dragonstone, and has a doting father.

In terms of status, it is only high, not low.

"As far as I know, you have no chance of winning."

Damon talked eloquently: "That kid had frequent secret meetings with Lanner half a year ago. They are lucky not to have a big belly."

"This is not what a father like you should say!"

Rhaenyra felt her ears dirty.

What about Eamonn, she didn't want to hear.

She didn't even want to know whether she had slept with Lanner or not.

In her eyes, Lanner and Allison betrayed her friendship, and they were both the same.

After being contradicted, Damon couldn't help but remain silent.

His possessive eyes were lowered, trying to hide his unspeakable disappointment.

He had to admit, he shouldn't have come tonight.

That kid is more popular than him.

"Damon, you really need to go."

Rhaenyra repeated.

Damon crossed his arms and suddenly smiled: "You don't want to know how Lanner captured that kid's heart?"

The smile was a bit teasing.

"If you don't leave, I'm going to call someone."

Rhaenyra urged.

Damon was noncommittal and pretended to be sorry: "Originally, your mother should have taught you these things, but your mother passed away early and there should be no one around you to teach you."

"teach?"

Rhaenyra was confused.

Damon said bluntly: "This is Lanner's method of hooking that kid into bed."

Hearing this, Rhaenyra blushed.

Of course she had no one to teach her.

That coquettish bitch Lanner might have some tricks up her sleeve.

"You may be curious, I can find someone to teach you."

Damon's eyes were ambiguous and he said, "You have accomplished something in your studies, and I have fulfilled my responsibility."

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"No!"

Rhaenyra shook her head quickly.

She hasn't breathed her stupidity yet.

I went out with Damon in the middle of the night, and the news spread that my reputation was completely ruined.

Damon was well prepared and pointed to the door: "You can call your white knight and let's go out through the secret passage. No one will know."

Rhaenyra still shook her head.

"Don't you want to see what the outside world is like?"

Damon pulled out his trump card.

He believed that the other party was living a very depressed life.

She would gain something from seeing the true situation in King's Landing.

Sure enough.

Rhaenyra's heart skipped a beat when she heard these words.

Aemon and Lannal both seemed free.

She is the only one who lives under her father's control, and her scope of activities is only the Red Keep and a fixed location.

"How have you considered it?"

Damon said with great interest.

Rhaenyra hesitated and made conditions: "We can go to Steel Street. I heard it's the busiest place."

King's Landing is huge, with intricate streets.

The most famous ones are the fun-loving Silk Street and the chaotic Flea Bottom.

There are not so many brothels and casinos in Steel Street. It is a gathering place for major merchants and has the most innovative goods in the world.

"Follow me."

Damon turned and walked away, throwing out a rag bag.

Rhaenyra hurriedly caught the package.

After opening it, there was a set of clean patched clothes inside.

Rhaenyra sniffed it, but there was no strange smell.

When he turned his head, Damon was gone.

Rhaenyra hesitated for a moment, then put on the boy's clothes.

Boom!

Finally, she knocked on the door.

"Your Highness Princess?"

When Cole opened the door and saw the princess dressed like this, he was so surprised that he couldn't believe it.

"No time to explain, come with me."

Rhaenyra grabbed him and pulled the white knight into the room.

"etc."

Cole was stunned.

Rhaenyra used all her strength to drag the white knight into the room.

She still couldn't completely trust Damon.

Bring a white knight with you to feel safer.

Miraculously, Cole was actually moved.

…

midnight.

The fireplace burned brightly, illuminating a corner of the bed.

Aemon was lying on his back on the bed, surrounded by four dragon eggs of different colors.

"Zhizhi~~"

The furry golden-nosed rat lay on the pillow, sticking its butt out and grinding its teeth while sleeping.

Four eggs and one mouse, a beloved concubine who has been with him for many years.

Boom!

Aemon raised his fingers and flicked the little thing away.

I slept so soundly that I woke up and went back to sleep.

"well!"

Aemon rubbed his brows and regretted: "I should accept Lanner's invitation and sleep in her room for one night."

Standing alone in an empty room, unable to close my eyes.

"Zhizhi."

The golden-nosed rat fell to the ground and screamed angrily.

It can be seen that the curse is quite dirty.

Aemon rolled his eyes, picked up the pillow and threw it at it.

Bang.

The white rat almost turned into a rat piece.

"Quiet."

Aemon let out a breath and stared at the mural on the beam in a daze.

He was thinking about how to resist the pressure from both his uncle and the sea snake.

Giving in is not an option.

If you take a step back, your heart will be lost.

It’s not okay to be tough.

Both sides are tougher than him, and they have seniority and righteousness.

"How to break the situation?"

Aemon's eyebrows knitted together.

The sea serpent can keep his composure.

The uncle adopts a gentle strategy.

The two of them put their hands together and rubbed him like a frog in warm water.

He now urgently needs a point to expand and highlight his own advantages.

To break the current deadlock, conflict is inevitable.

It will be difficult to end.

It's a bad idea.

Suddenly.

Aemon's eyelids twitched wildly, and he felt an inexplicable restlessness.

Something seems to be happening.

"Sequelae of insomnia?"

Aemon shook his head vigorously.

Somehow.

My vision is clearer, there is less noise in my ears, and my breathing becomes easier.

It seemed like the whole world was quiet.

"Something's wrong."

Eamonn felt something was wrong and felt uneasy.

This situation should be called a whim.

Aemon's eyes deepened as he kept calculating the details of today.

Everything was normal during the day.

He only had some free time after the dinner.

But he was in a lot of trouble.

How could he really have free time when he hadn't coaxed Lanar and Rhaenyra yet?

"Squeak~~"

The sound of a mouse came from the corner of the wall, and a gray-haired mouse poked its head out.

Aemon glanced at it and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn rat's nest, it won't let me rest all night."

The Red Keep is a rat's nest, full of filth and dirt.

"Squeak?"

The golden-nosed rat crawled out from under the pillow and squeaked in dissatisfaction.

Don't rats have rights?

"I'm not talking about you."

Aemon turned over and got out of bed, picked up the golden-nosed rat and stuffed it with the dragon egg.

He had to go out and find the reason that upset him.

"Squeak!"

The golden-nosed rat begged for mercy, with bulging cheeks.

Aemon quickly put on his clothes, kicked it into his pocket, and pushed the door open.

The goal was clear.

The first stop was the princess's bedroom.

First find the emotionally unstable Rhaenyra.

That's a silly one!