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

Chapter 539: Going sideways

"Hiss... Ga..."

Korakshuu screamed and took off like a snake, flying over the black wall and into the sky.

mansion.

Through the glazed floor-to-ceiling windows, I could clearly see Damon riding the dragon away.

Renis frowned deeply and said in disbelief: "White Maggot was assassinated?"

"Yes, fortunately the tower is guarded."

Rhaegar's face darkened, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the maggots are fine and there is still room for maneuver.

Rhaenys checked a piece of letter and said firmly, "It couldn't have been Lanaer's doing. She has her own pride."

Rhaegar glanced and said nothing.

Darren lowered his head, his eyes falling on the second note held in his eldest brother's hand.

If his guess was correct, the piece of letter probably told who the real culprit behind the incident was.

The eldest brother just got angry and said Emond's name.

Rhaenys did not see the second piece of paper, and said in advance: "I will ride Melias back to Lys to prevent Daemon from causing a commotion."

"I'd better go back."

Rhaegar interrupted and said calmly, "The real murderer is someone else. Daemon must be given an answer."

Rhaenys keenly sensed something was wrong and asked suspiciously, "Who would murder the white maggots and what is their purpose?"

"No matter who it is, calm Damon down first."

Rega doesn't care about the process, he only cares about the result.

While the war is going on, the family cannot fight among themselves.

Emond had done something stupid, and someone had to clean up the mess.

Rhaenys narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering who the biggest beneficiary of the murder would be.

"Keep an eye on Volantis and don't act rashly."

Rhaegar patted Daeron on the shoulder, his expression very natural.

Darren nodded silently and kept it in mind.

Rhaegar said nothing more and left.

Rhaenys stared quietly, leaning against the French window with her arms folded, wondering what she was thinking.

……

Reese, a flat-topped tower.

Ever since White Maggot was assassinated, the tower has been under high martial law.

Mesalia hid in her room and didn't go out for 24 hours a day.

Except for eating and going to the toilet, he never speaks a word to outsiders.

For security reasons, Sir Lorentz of the Kingsguard has been transferred to guard the gate.

……

conference hall.

A group of women gathered together.

Helena sat quietly in a corner, sewing a little dress.

Occasionally she raised her eyes, then quietly lowered her eyelashes.

Rhaenyra confronted Johanna and asked sternly, "Did you do it?"

Johanna was innocent and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, I have never acted on my own."

It really wasn't her.

If she had done it, she wouldn't have failed so easily.

Rhaenyra's eyes were as sharp as needles, staring into Johanna's eyes, trying to see if she was lying.

She also guessed that it wasn't Johanna.

Judging from how successfully the Black Swan set a trap for Jenny last time, its methods were not that clumsy.

But I can't feel at ease if I don't ask.

"Mother, is he coming back?"

Benilla watched this scene and asked while holding Lannar's thigh.

Lannar sat in the chair with mixed feelings.

She didn't do it, but she was blamed for it.

Given Damon's paranoid personality, the aftermath will not be easily resolved.

Renia hugged Lana's other leg and said, "Mrs. Xiaomei is fine. We can catch the real culprit."

"What the hell, he only cares about his son, he doesn't care about right or wrong."

Benilla refuted with a very bad attitude.

After years of neglect, the word "father" seems so unbearable.

Listening to the two daughters bickering, Lanar had a headache and advised: "Don't rush to draw conclusions. Wait until Damon comes back."

The people who saved Xiaomei from the white maggots were also on their side.

I believe Damon will not target anyone indiscriminately.

At this time, Rhaenyra pointed the finger at Sara and asked, "Have you found any clues?"

Sarah dressed as a maid and said silently: "No."

"How could a guard and a kitchen helper commit an assassination without anyone hiring them?"

Rhaenyra frowned in distrust.

"Both of them are alone and can't find anything."

Sara shook her head in agreement.

For her, the nature of the event changed the moment the assassin died.

Xiliu was right, the identity of the real murderer was difficult to reveal.

If we really get to the bottom of this, the king will be in trouble in the end.

Rainier held her forehead with one hand, feeling extremely helpless.

The incident happened on one's own territory, which is really a hot potato.

When he turned around, he happened to meet Lannar's eyes.

Lannar was equally helpless.

Rhaenyra suddenly had an idea and opened her mouth.

Lanar said first: "Damon has too many enemies to count."

She knew her man's bad character very well.

He behaves in a perverse, high-profile and flamboyant manner, always exuding a dangerous aura.

With just a few words, you offend a large number of people.

Rhaenyra's teeth itched with hatred, and she said indignantly: "He is just a bastard."

Then again, he worriedly asked, "What are you going to do? Damon will come and hold you accountable."

She was not afraid, but Lannar was all alone.

Lanar was silent for a long time, her face gradually becoming solemn, and she said to herself: "If he doesn't even have the most basic trust, it's time to end it."

She was fed up with this kind of life.

How is she different now from Lady Rhea of ​​the past?
Rainier looked surprised and held her friend's hand, not knowing whether she should try to reconcile.

The end of the conversation.

Helena remained quiet, immersed in her own world.

In his hand was a green silk tapestry embroidered with two dragons, one red and one blue, entangled with each other.

It seems like a lingering relationship, and also like a fighting relationship.

Drops of dragon's blood embroidered with red thread splashed on half of the blank space.

……

Time flies, three days later.

The port of Rees is bustling with merchant ships.

As the pedestrians walked, two giant dragons roared past overhead.

It brought strong winds that scattered the roadside vendors and lifted the ladies' skirts.

A tower without a roof.

Damon rushed into the conference room with a cold face and aggressive attitude.

"Prince, His Majesty has not summoned you yet."

The Iron Forest Guard Alec was on duty and reached out to stop them.

"Get lost, white robe."

Damon pushed it away, not caring about the rules.

This scene was seen by everyone in the hall.

Rainier's lips moved, and she seemed to be enduring it in silence.

Lanner and Johanna are sitting in the seats of the senators, waiting to see what Damon will do next.

Helena sat on one side, playing with a sapphire carefully.

The usual attendance.

Surprisingly, there was a calm and composed Aemond beside Helena.

Ever since Damon broke in.

Emond glanced sideways, sat up straight in silence, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

People who commit crimes usually like to return to the scene.

Appreciate your own achievements.

I'm kind of looking forward to seeing the good uncle getting so angry.

Damon obviously did not disappoint him. He had exhausted his patience after riding the dragon for many days and was in a state of depression that could explode at any time.

He first glanced at Lannar coldly.

Lannar raised her eyes and looked at him, with no concern at all.

Damon narrowed his eyes slightly, then glanced at Johanna and Helena. He didn't think they had any motives.

Finally, his gaze fell on his niece, Rhaenyra.

"Queen, Messalia was killed in your territory, you should give an explanation!" Damon's tone was unfriendly, and the coldness could be felt across the round table.

Rhaenyra didn't respond well, and said calmly, "According to tradition, you should address me as Your Majesty."

"Haha, Your Majesty."

Daemon sneered and suddenly went berserk: "I was fighting for the kingdom, but my women and children were imprisoned behind the scenes. Where were you at that time!?"

"Don't be so impudent and throw dirty water everywhere."

Rhaenyra was not afraid and confronted him head-on: "Don't forget, it was my people who saved the white maggots and brought you the raven's message."

Damon sneered: "Who knows if this is a farce directed and performed by you?"

As he spoke, his eyes cut through Lanar like a knife.

Lanar took a deep breath, grasped the hem of her skirt and prepared to stand up.

Suddenly, the Kingsguard shouted at the door: "Your Majesty!"

creak-

The heavy door slowly opened, and a breeze blew away the heat in the room.

Leiga strode in.

The whole audience was silent and attentive.

Rainier's face lit up with joy, and she immediately felt relieved.

Helena put her chin in her hands and stared at him.

On the contrary.

Rhaegar tilted his head slightly and glanced at Aemond secretly, with no emotion on his face.

Imond was just watching the fun, but suddenly he received a dull look, and his heart suddenly became nervous.

He had inquired beforehand and found out that the two assassins died on the spot, without exposing his background.

But a glance from Rega made him feel ashamed of being naked.

Aemond averted his gaze and snatched the sapphire from Helena's hand.

There's a sense of emptiness in my eyes, and I feel insecure.

Damon looked directly at his nephew and said sarcastically, "Are you back here to investigate the real murderer?"

I followed him all the way, fearing that the women in my family would suffer any harm.

Rega ignored the trash talk and said calmly, "I just met with Lady Xiaomei. She's fine."

Damon frowned, not understanding what his nephew meant.

Rhaegar was not polite and said bluntly: "I thought you would care more about pregnant women."

After a great deal of fanfare, the pregnant white maggots were nowhere to be found.

Instead, he barged into the meeting room and vented his anger on everyone.

Rhaegar really wanted to ask, which was more important, the life of the white maggot or the prestige that was challenged.

Damon understood and said bluntly: "I want the murderer. The real murderer must be hiding in the tower."

Rhaenyra interjected: "The tower has repeatedly rejected you, and there is no real murderer you want."

"Put away your tricks. They are not even good enough to fool a three-year-old."

Damon refuted it directly and sneered: "You will never admit it, but I taught you that."

He dared to assert that the real murderer was in this conference room.

Rainier was furious and felt that the other party was unreasonable.

"Okay, sit down first."

Rhaegar interrupted the argument between the uncle and niece, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Damon remained unmoved, scanning the people present with sharp eyes.

Several women looked indifferent.

Only Emond raised his chin slightly, with a playful look in his eyes.

There seems to be a sense of provocation mixed in it.

Damon smelled something weird and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He remembered.

The one-eyed boy once wrote a letter to Rhaegar asking for battle, but Rhaegar mocked him in the letter.

Damon has been in the gray area for many years and is most sensitive to conspiracy.

Rhaegar noticed this scene, picked up the wine cup brought by the servant, and threw it quickly and accurately.

With a bang.

Imond was not careful and his forehead was hit and bleeding, and the wine splashed all over his head and face.

crunch--

Helena looked dazed and left her seat in fear.

Aemond was stunned and glared at Rhaegar in shock, blood flowing from his intact right eye.

"I asked you to patrol the Narrow Sea, what are you doing back in Lys?"

Rhaegar's eyes were sharp as he pointed to the door: "Go and fulfill your duty, now!"

Once the assassination happened, it became unclear who the real murderer was.

Damon cannot know the real murderer, otherwise it will inevitably lead to internal strife within the royal family.

Aemond was loyal to him, acting as a dutiful brother.

He would protect Aemond, just as his father had always protected Daemon.

At this moment, the atmosphere reached an extreme point.

From the moment Reja entered the room, he spoke calmly.

The first time he spoke harshly, he beat Emond, who was watching the fun, until his head was bleeding.

Daemon thought about it, looked at Rhaegar in surprise, and asked, "Are you going to protect him?"

He was already certain that the one-eyed boy was responsible.

Rhaenyra and Lanaar were equally surprised.

Especially Rhaenyra, whose eyes were filled with clear stupidity, as if she wanted to show Aemond a hole.

As if asking again, what is your reason for taking action?

Aemond turned his head away and wiped the blood from his forehead with his palm.

Rhaegar looked calm, but he made his attitude clear with his actions. He scolded, "Get out. Do you want me to repeat it for the third time?"

Aemond was conflicted, but finally kept silent: "Yes, Your Majesty."

He kicked the chair away and headed for the door.

"Stop, One-Eye!"

How could Daemon give up? He drew out his sword and rushed straight towards Aemond.

next second.

Dang clang——

The swords collided and sparks flew.

At the same time, Rhaegar stood up, and used his true fire to push away the steel sword and aim it at the impulsive Daemon.

"Rhaegar!"

Rhaenyra was shocked; she had not expected that her uncle and nephew would draw their swords against each other.

Rhaegar chose to ignore it, looked directly at his good uncle, and said seriously: "Everything has a limit. It's time to stop making trouble."

Daemon was slightly surprised, then sneered: "Someone is trying to murder Rhaenyra, will you stop?"

"White maggots are white maggots, and you know that best."

Rhaegar did not give in, his blade slowly moved forward, and he said, "Marry the White Maggot, and I will give you a grand ceremony."

He just wanted to save Aemond.

For this, Dimon should be compensated.

Even if it means getting involved in Damon and the sea snake's turmoil and making certain sacrifices.

"Should I say no?"

Damon asked back.

Rega's eyes were calm and he said calmly: "You can try."

Damon raised his head slightly, his right knuckles turning white as he held the sword, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

The uncle and nephew confronted each other, as if they were about to fight at the next second.

At some point, Helena packed up her belongings and stood behind Rhaegar.

Aemond wiped the blood and put his hand on the one-eyed dagger at his waist.

The three brothers and sisters are clearly separated from their uncle Dai Meng.

In fact, Emond was wrong about the assassination of Whiteworm.

And couldn't be more wrong.

Damon was a victim, even if it was his cynicism that caused it.

But Imond positioned himself correctly from beginning to end.

He wanted to achieve great things, unite his brothers and sisters, and maintain the rule of his eldest brother Rhaegar.

Even if Aegon and Daeron were here, they would choose to stand on the side of their brothers.

Rhaegar prepared his words and reasoned, "Uncle, I have left protection for Madam Xiaomei."

There is no doubt about this, otherwise Damon would have received news of his death.

Damon's face was as gloomy as water, and he wished he could swing his sword.

Rhaegar took a glance, put down his true fire first, and said, "Go see Madam Xiaomei, and end it here."

At this moment, Helena and Imond silently stepped back, making way.

Damon was in a trance for a moment.

Not really, I felt a sense of disappointment.

Looking at the three brothers and sisters standing together, he suddenly thought of his brother Viserys.

I haven't seen my brother for a long time.

This confrontation was not directed by Rhaegar against Daemon.

In fact, it is the wave of the times that is beating against us.

It hit the ranger prince who had lived a dissolute life without bias.

(End of this chapter)