Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

At the same time.

The Queen's bedroom welcomed a special guest.

"Lord Laris?"

Alison held her daughter and looked at the visitor in surprise.

A person who was almost invisible in the palace would actually come to the door on his own initiative.

Laris leaned on the scepter, glanced at the bent feet in iron boots, and humbly asked: "Can I have a seat?"

"Of course."

Alison invited with understanding.

"Thank you very much."

Laris smiled implicitly and walked into the room with effort.

Emond sat on the wool carpet, looking up at the limping guest.

"Hello, little prince."

Laris greeted and sat on the chair in the living room.

Emond frowned and asked in a low voice: "Are you a toad?"

"Be polite, Emond."

Alison was surprised and taught her son a lesson for his outspoken little son.

Emond became stubborn and hid aside.

He was jumping and hopping when he walked, which was clearly a toad.

Alisson's eyebrows were raised, angry at her son's rebellion.

"You can spank him."

Helena nestled in her mother's arms, chirping softly.

Emond: ...

The little mouth pursed, looking like she was about to cry.

"You two."

Alison rolled her eyes, not to mention how upset she was.

"Hehe, both little princes are very cute."

Laris smiled indifferently.

She had long been accustomed to being looked down upon.

"I'm really sorry, they are too naughty."

Alison said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, innocent children will not be offensive."

Laris changed the subject and said half-concealedly: "I heard that Prince Aemon made some mistakes and was imprisoned by the king."

"When did it happen?"

Alison asked in confusion.

Could it be after Aemon left Rhaenyra's room?

Larrys said pretentiously: "I'm not sure, it seems to be about the princess's marriage."

"Is Viserys not happy to promote this marriage?"

Alison said reluctantly, knowing her husband's thoughts.

"I heard some unfounded rumors."

Laris first distanced himself from the relationship and said: "Prince Aemon has an affair with Lady Lana, and the king is furious about it."

"They are both unmarried men and women, it's normal to have feelings for each other."

Alison subconsciously covered up for Aemon.

She didn't know that the two really had a relationship and it lasted for half a year.

Laris tried to find out the queen's attitude and smiled: "Prince Aemon is young and promising, it's not surprising that Lady Lana loves him."

Alison heard a hint of unusual meaning.

The other party seemed to be optimistic about the relationship between the two.

But Lana is the daughter of the sea snake, and the sea snake is putting pressure on the royal family.

Viserys wanted to tie Aemon to the royal ship and would not agree to this marriage.

Laris had insight into people's hearts and whispered, "Poor Prince Aemon, I heard that there was a fire on Silk Street last night, and someone saw Prince Daemon and His Royal Highness the Princess."

After a pause, he seemed to suddenly realize, "Some people from the lower classes said that the fire came from a dragon, and that dragon called Wormisol just happened to break through the dragon's lair."

In a few words, he gave a general idea of ​​the incident.

Alison was horrified and asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

This has gone beyond the scope of hearsay.

"You know, the Seven Gods did not give me a healthy body."

Laris smiled and said, "If you want to be respected, you have to work hard in other aspects."

"What do you suggest?"

Alison saw that the other party wanted to surrender, and immediately showed the majesty of the queen.

In theory, the Strong family is a royalist.

That is, the candidate for the princess faction of Rhaenyra.

If the "bent-footed" Laris in front of him wants to surrender, he must show enough sincerity.

Laris did not disappoint her and said, "If you want Prince Aemon to marry on his own, you have to find a suitable fiancée for him."

He had been in the palace for a long time and saw many things.

Her Majesty the Queen cares too much about His Majesty the Prince, so much so that she has a possessive desire.

Her Majesty the Princess marrying the Prince is undoubtedly a challenge to Her Majesty the Queen's nerves.

And destroying this marriage that the King has been looking forward to for a long time must be a big thing that Her Majesty the Queen thinks about day and night.

Alison really got excited and asked, "You mean Lannar, but she is the daughter of the sea snake?"

"The King and Lord Corliss are both seeking a marriage to stabilize the situation."

Laris said as a matter of course: "The marriage between Runestone City and Tidehead Island not only ensures the King's checks and balances, but also satisfies Lord Corliss's appetite."

A good thing that everyone is happy about.

Alison listened carefully and couldn't help but feel that it made sense.

Laris continued to persuade: "As long as you can persuade Lord Corliss to ask the king for his son, things may be easier."

Sir Lannino married the princess, and the royal family and the Velaryon family became closer.

In the short term, the relationship will definitely be eased.

"Sir Lannino..."

Alison doubted whether the other party could do it.

In bed.

Laris smiled: "Fish is tender, duck is dry, but I will try both on the table."

Alison was silent.

She didn't understand the psychology of people with alternative orientations.

Maybe he can swallow a sword, or stab a woman's body.

"I'll take my leave first."

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Laris got up and left.

He had his own little calculations.

The kingdom has been peaceful for a long time, and there is no ladder for him to advance.

Only by disrupting the court can he stand out.

"I will seriously consider it."

Alison held her daughter tightly in her arms, her mind a little confused.

She was against the marriage of Aemon and Rhaenyra.

Aemon was getting Laenaer...

Although she still felt uncomfortable, it was better than letting Rhaenyra go.

Alison kissed her daughter's fair face and said regretfully: "It would be better if you were a little older."

Helena's eyes were confused and she didn't understand much.

But she knew that her mother was a little unhappy.

Two chubby hands hugged her mother's neck and took the initiative to put her face against her.

I hope my mother can be happy.

Alison's eyes were gentle and she rubbed her daughter's fair face.

...

In the evening.

The tournament was on break.

Viserys dragged his tired body into his wife's room.

He didn't come to seek comfort.

It was simply because his nephew was locked up in the room and there was nowhere to go.

"It's a pity that you didn't go. The fight was very exciting today."

Viserys kept smiling and sat on the recliner to taste the wine.

Finally, I can relax for a while.

Alison sat aside and asked, "Did you lock up Aemon?"

"That kid is too bad, let him wake up."

Viserys' face turned bad when he mentioned his disobedient nephew.

Alison said dissatisfiedly: "Aemon is already a man. If you want his help, you should respect his choice."

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"His choice, do you know what he chose?"

Viserys was very depressed.

Alison said: "He may prefer Lannar to the marriage you arranged."

"You must be crazy."

Viserys changed his face and sat up from the recliner.

The other party was angry today and was ready to ask for an explanation.

Alison restrained her emotions and said calmly: "Lord Corliss proposed to you, but you refused?"

"Lannino is not a qualified husband."

Viserys sighed.

Oh my God!

It's troublesome enough to be forced by the sea snake, why does his wife still intervene?

Alisson said, "I just think that even if you force the marriage, it will only backfire."

Viserys was stunned when he heard this.

This sentence is somewhat advisable.

My nephew is too stubborn and difficult to control.

Alison took advantage of the victory and pursued: "Rhaenyra needs a strong husband's family, not necessarily Aemon, it is also important to win over Lord Corliss."

"Then what?"

Viserys looked surprised.

Alison thought he was moved and smiled: "Aemon can marry Lanaer, or wait until he is older before deciding."

It is better to wait until he is about 20 years old, when Helena has grown into a big girl.

"That's what you think."

Viserys stared at his wife's expectant eyes.

This is a way to kill the chicken to get the eggs.

It can be effective in the short term, but the disadvantages will appear in ten or twenty years.

The two most intuitive points.

Rhaenyno cannot reproduce, and the Iron Throne will face extinction.

Unable to bind the nephew, the internal strength of the royal family is empty.

Alisson tried to persuade her: "A woman's responsibility lies in marriage and the birthing bed. Rhaenyra will always face it."

"You are right, but she should face Aemon."

Viserys did not want to listen any more and said angrily: "Do you know that Aemon stayed in her room last night, and her reputation was ruined."

Alison's expression was stiff. She did not expect her husband to know about this matter.

"You know?"

Viserys was disappointed: "Alison, you have selfish thoughts."

Alison bit her lower lip and scratched her nails quietly.

She was very nervous.

"Forget it, I don't want to listen to your political discussions anymore."

Viserys closed his eyes and gave his wife a way out.

Alison gave birth to their eldest son Aegon, so it is inevitable that she has selfish thoughts.

Just don't interfere in political affairs anymore.

Alison bowed her head silently.

...

The King's bedroom.

Aemon lay on the table and snored softly.

He was dreaming again.

Endless mountains and peaks.

Mountains and mountains form valleys, and lakes and lakes are scattered all over the place.

"Hiss--"

A pair of eyes like lava stared at him, spewing endless flames.

In front of Aemon stood a lot of troops.

A female eagle flew in the air and was shot down by an arrow tied with a red cloth.

A fire burned in the valley, and green wheat fields grew on the ashes.

The dream was messy, as if it was put together.

The outside world.

Aemon moved his fingers and woke up from his sleep.

"Hiss, how long have you slept?"

His head hurts, as if something was roughly stuffed into it.

He looked up at the sky, and it was dusk outside the glass window.

Aemon knocked his head and said contemptuously: "It's time, and you can still sleep."

However, this dream gave him a hint of inspiration.

His roots are in the valley, and so is his power and reputation.

If he wants his uncle to understand that he is not a young dragon that can be raised, he must show his fangs appropriately.

Click!

His arm moved casually, hitting the glass wine jug and breaking it on the ground.

"No destruction, no construction."

Aemon glanced at it and thought it was a good sign.

Ignoring the family sword "Blackfire", he hurried out of the room.

"Prince, you can't go out."

Two Kingsguards stopped him.

Bang! Bang!

There were only two muffled sounds, and someone fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry."

Without stopping, Aemon stepped over the wrinkled white robe.

Took out the golden-nosed rat from his pocket, took out the black robe used for doing bad things and put it on.

He took a detour to the crypt.

He took a look at the skull of Balerion enshrined in the tomb, and the secret passage led to the outside of the Red Keep.

He walked this road last night, up to Rhaenyra's bedroom.

After leaving the Red Keep, he arrived at the dragon's lair.

"Roar--"

A huge monster crawled on the ground, roasted a group of sheep and swallowed them.

Lanar, wearing a dragon riding suit, stroked the thick wing membrane of Vhagar.

"Someone saw Vormithor flying to Blackwater Bay."

She was not surprised to see Aemon coming.

Aemon's mouth curled up slightly, and said, "I'm not looking for it."

He was not stupid, and he locked Vormithor in the dragon's lair.

He could move freely when the dragon was outside.

Lanar leaned against Vhagar, with a searching look in his eyes: "Then you are looking for me?"