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

Chapter 527 Between Green and Being Greened
Cassandra burst into tears instantly, sobbing and unable to speak.

In the room, the lascivious music continued.

The veins on Rega's forehead were squeezed together, and he suppressed his anger: "Stay away, I will handle it."

"yes,"

Cassandra's eyes were red. She took the curious Lyanna by the hand and silently retreated to the end of the corridor.

boom--

Rhaegar kicked the wooden door hard, and it bounced open with a bang.

"ah!"

A scream was heard, accompanied by the noise of pulling at the sheets.

Rhaegar stood in front of the door, taking in the entire scene inside.

A woman with silver-gold curly hair climbed up from the couch, her milky white skin exposed, and it was she who made the scream.

Aemond was also lying on the bed on his side, his face buried in the woman's chest. He turned his head hastily when he heard the sound.

At a glance, I saw Rhaegar with a dark face.

After just one second of staring at each other, Emond's pupils shrank sharply and his bladder began to swell.

beep, beep...

The woman with silver-gold curly hair threw herself into a bed sheet, covered her face with her hair, got out of bed and hurriedly fled the scene.

He looked as if he was afraid of being seen by others.

Rhaegar did not stop her, but stepped aside to let the woman run past him.

In a quick glance, the face hidden by long hair was revealed for a moment.

"Xi..."

Rhaegar frowned suddenly and almost called out the other person's name.

This mistress was none other than Lannino’s widow, Lady Celine of the Setiga family.

At the sound of a note, the woman shuddered and her pace of escape quickened.

At the end of the corridor, Cassandra held Lyanna's eyes and watched her cheating fiancée walk away peacefully.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!"

Suddenly, a faint female voice was heard.

Rhaegar's thoughts were in a mess and he looked back into the room.

I saw a petite girl crawling out from the side of the bed and apologizing timidly.

Same with Celine who escaped.

The girl was completely naked, with her arms around her small snow-capped peaks. Her waist-length black hair and fair skin formed an extreme contrast.

"what?"

Rhaegar was stunned.

I wondered why there was a smaller one.

The girl lowered her head and dared not look at anyone. Her petite figure showed that she was not very old, and at the moment she was as helpless as a little sheep.

The skirt was thrown at the door, and the only sheet covering the body was taken away by her companion.

My body is naked and shame is all over my body.

Rhaegar closed his eyes, untied his cloak and threw it to the girl, saying coldly: "Get out!"

"Thank you."

The girl wrapped herself tightly as if she had found a treasure and ran out barefoot.

Before leaving, he glanced at Aemond worriedly.

Aemond was naked, and he immediately changed from lying on his side to hugging his knees, his long silver-gold hair covering his tense face.

Scared!
How could I not be afraid when I was caught committing adultery by my elder brother?

He was terrified now.

Rhaegar hadn't opened his eyes yet, so naturally he had no time to deal with him.

A young girl passed by, and a faint fragrance of virginity wafted into my nose.

Rhaegar remained indifferent and held his breath in resistance.

One second, two seconds...

When I was counting the eighth number silently, I heard a loud slap from behind.

Rhaegar frowned slightly and heard Cassandra's abuse in his ears.

"You seduce my own sister, you have grass growing down there that can't stop the itch, right?!"

"Wow, I'm sorry..."

"Get away from me, I don't want a sister like you."

In just a few words, a family's ethics collapsed.

Rega thought for a moment and suddenly remembered the girl's identity.

Floris Baratheon, the youngest daughter of the late Bermond Baratheon, the youngest of the Four Storms and a woman of outstanding appearance.

No wonder the soft voice sounds familiar.

Without clothes, I couldn't recognize him.

Rega's temples suddenly felt swollen and he felt exhausted.

After a while, the feeling of sudden death disappeared.

Rhaegar opened his eyes, turned around and closed the door, and said expressionlessly: "Aemond, are you having fun?"

Aemond shuddered, digging his nails into the flesh of his calves.

"Haha, are you still embarrassed to get on?"

Rhaegar walked over step by step, his eyes flashing dangerously: "Aegon's tricks are not as good as yours, right?"

He seduced his widowed cousin's wife and slept with his fiancée's younger sister.

What a situation where the enemy outnumbers us.

puff-

Emond couldn't bear the pressure, and he rolled and crawled to the head of the bed, not daring to raise his head.

As the eldest brother slowly approached, I felt like a thorn in my back.

All the comfort just now was gone.

"Come here, come to me."

Rhaegar looked at him straight in the face, giving a seemingly normal greeting.

Eamond:…

I dare not, I can’t get past it at all.

Rega closed his eyes helplessly, raised his head and sighed: "It's all my fault that I failed to teach you well, my brother."

This statement came out.

Imond's ears twitched slightly, and he glanced sideways quietly, as if touched.

next second.

boom--

A sharp pain attacked my head, and my body felt like it was being pulled away by the hair, and my brain was a mess.

"Boy, you really dare to seek death!"

Rhaegar gave a sinister smile, knelt on one knee beside the bed and pulled.

"No! No no!"

Imond was so frightened that his features flew around, and he stretched out his legs and stared wildly.

With a thud, he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

The pain from this fall was even greater than the pain from having my hair pulled.

As Rhaegar loosened his hand, all that was left was a burning pain on his scalp as if it was stuck in a brazier.

"I asked you to command the troops of Stormland, but you, a beast, ended up commanding the troops in bed, didn't you?!"

Rhaegar's eyes darkened as he brought his knee to Aemond's chest and swung his hand in a round fist.

clap clap clap...

He slapped him more than a dozen times with his forehand and backhand, and his five fingers were like steel bars. Blood was pouring from the corners of Emond's mouth, and he struggled incoherently: "I completed the task..."

As he spoke, a tooth came loose and blood mixed with it fell out of his mouth.

The teeth fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Rhaegar's eyes changed slightly in an instant, and he suppressed his anger with one hand. He grabbed Aemond's neck with one hand and gritted his teeth and said, "You haven't even got married yet, but you're living in your fiancée's castle with other women. Who are you humiliating?"

The voice was almost squeezed out from between teeth, full of disappointment.

Aemond's eyes rolled back as he was pinched. He held Rhaegar's big, iron-like hands with both hands and kicked hard with his two strong long legs.

I can't breathe. I'm dying.

Rhaegar slowly increased his strength and sneered, "You are really capable! Instead of targeting the madam of the King's Landing brothel, you are targeting your own people?"

Shireen is the widow of Lannino and the daughter-in-law of Sea Snake and Rhaenys.

Once the Sea Snakes found out that their daughter-in-law was Imond's mistress, they would never let it go.

Not to mention Floris popping out from the corner.

Not only is she my wife's sister, but she's only 13 years old, and it's unknown whether she's had her first period.

"Ho ho..."

Emond's face turned pale, his pupils gradually dilated, and he twitched slightly as if in a spasm.

boom--

Rhaegar grabbed his neck and slammed him to the ground, then released his hand and cursed: "Foolish! Are you a beast who thinks with your lower body, or a brain-dead fool?"

He offended two vassals in a row, his brain must have been eaten by a dog.

Even Aegon was not so confused.

Aemond felt as if he had been pardoned, and he took deep gulps of air to satisfy his hungry lungs.

Rhaegar took two steps back, leaned against the door, and shouted, "Get out! Leave Storm's End tonight!"

Thankfully Cassandra is a normal woman without wrists.

Send Emond away and he will help clean up the mess.

After saying this, he turned the handle and went out, not caring whether Emond lived or died.

Cassandra was standing at the end of the corridor, her eyes swollen like two walnuts, sobbing softly with her head down.

Having been betrayed by her fiancé and sister one after another, the psychological damage is obvious.

Lyanna pouted her lips and looked at her elder sister crying. She also felt like crying.

He sniffed and held the breath.

"Cassandra, this matter..."

Rhaegar stepped forward and spoke in a complicated tone.

Cassandra shook her head and interrupted, saying resignedly, "I will abide by the marriage agreement, Your Majesty."

Rhaegar didn't know how to persuade him for a moment.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

Cassandra wiped her tears and ran downstairs without wanting to stop for a moment.

This situation made Lei Jia feel helpless.

His eyes flickered, and a feeling of suspicion rose in his heart.

I am sad enough, but why am I angry?
Rhaegar frowned and muttered to himself, "You brought me here just to teach Aemond a lesson?"

"Father, what brings you here?"

Lyanna looked up, confused and ignorant.

Rhaegar rubbed her head and said helplessly: "Nothing, let's go have dinner."

The little girl immediately cheered and jumped high to ask for food.

The father and daughter walked downstairs. Rhaegar glanced back at the half-open door for the last time and still felt something was wrong.

Lady Elena is not here, most likely because she is angry with Aemond.

Cassandra bumped into him by coincidence, and she must have done it on purpose to expose Aemond's scandal.

The two knew it well.

Rhaegar took the opportunity to speak up for her and restore some of the royal family's image.

But Cassandra left too hastily, lacking a series of additional prices such as grievance, crying, and asking for help.

This doesn't make sense.

……

The sky gradually darkened and the sun set.

At the dragon farm of Storm's End, an ugly mud dragon flew away as if escaping.

Castle attic, a hidden wooden window.

Cassandra stood at the window and looked out.

"he's gone?"

A pair of big hands stretched out from behind and hugged the Duchess's slender waist.

Cassandra retracted her gaze, and fell on the big hand on her waist, her snow-white neck slowly leaning back: "I hate him."

"Who wouldn't hate an arrogant egomaniac?"

The man said sarcastically, turning the Duchess's body around, wanting to get closer.

Cassandra looked downcast as she stared at her closest object.

He has yellow curly hair, green eyes, a young and handsome appearance, and a tall and slender figure.

The young man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing the white coat of arms of Storm's End Guard, and on his chest hung an emblem of two opposing red and white griffins.

Cassandra lowered her head and said, "Stephen, this is not a solution."

The young man smiled helplessly: "He is a prince, do you still want to break the contract?"

His name is Stephen Clinton, the second son of the current Earl Clinton of Griffin's Nest.

He is proficient in riding and swordsmanship, and participated in the guerrilla warfare to clear the remnants of the Dorne invasion of Cape Wrath.

Cassandra pried open the big hand from her waist, stared at the other person with her deer-like eyes, and said softly: "I won't break the contract, but there is always a way, right?"

Steve was stunned when he heard this, and then fell completely silent.

……

hall.

Rhaegar was having dinner with his daughter when a third party got in on the act.

Maris Baratheon, wearing a revealing black dress, walked slowly to the seat opposite.

She is the second sister among the Four Storms, and also the smartest and most ordinary looking one.

Rhaegar glanced at her, scooped a spoonful of soup and fed it to Lyanna, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

He had thought that no member of the Baratheon family would meet him.

Maris glanced at Lyanna without leaving a trace, pulled up the collar of her low-cut dress, and said generously: "The king is visiting, how can Baratheon not show up."

"sit down."

Rhaegar didn't even look at him and continued eating.

Maris sat down leisurely and took the initiative to talk: "Mother is too sick to get out of bed, my third sister Ailian is so scared that she keeps crying, my eldest sister and my youngest sister..."

Having said that, he smiled apologetically.

With just a few words, you can explain the situation clearly and improve yourself in a tactful way.

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed, not wanting to bother with her little tricks, and said, "My patience is limited."

"I'm sorry, your majesty. This may seem hasty."

Maris stood up, raised her head proudly, and said decisively: "Cassandra is not fit to be a leader. She can't even coexist peacefully with her fiancé."

"If you are interested, I can serve as your personal servant in Storm's End."

Rhaegar paused while feeding the child, raised his eyes and asked, "One of us? Who is one of us?"

A second daughter, how dare she say that.

Malice remained calm and said, "Cassandra doesn't even know how many soldiers there are in the guard. Aemond will not be trusted by the nobles of Stormlands."

"I am the second daughter of Beaumont, and I am still useful."

(End of this chapter)