Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 162 King of the Valley (Happy New Year to everyone!)

Jenny's eyes flashed with panic, and she clutched the wet fig leaf tightly.

"You have one chance to refuse."

Eamon said.

"I……"

Before Jenny could finish her words, her smooth arm was grabbed.

My brain froze for a moment, and I wrapped myself in a white towel and jumped out of the bathtub with a splash.

I felt dizzy and my body fell on his broad shoulders.

Like a Chinese New Year pig, he was carried out of the bathroom alive.

Jenny suddenly became shy, as if she had lost all her strength and means.

At such close range, the scent of male hormones and dragon odor filled my nostrils, making me feel dizzy.

I just felt my body shaking up and down, and I wanted to shout but my voice seemed hoarse.

"If you don't use this opportunity, you will lose it immediately."

"..."

……

The next day.

It was just dawn, and the morning sun pierced through the clouds covering the Giant's Spear.

The tallest Maiden Tower in the Eagle's Nest.

The previous "Full Moon Eagle" flag disappeared, replaced by a rising three-point flag.

The shield-shaped bottom is evenly divided into upper and lower parts.

The upper part is "three red dragons on a black background".

The lower half is divided again in the middle, with the left side being "full moon eagle on a blue background" and the right side being "rune pebbles on an orange background".

……

The lord's bedroom.

The fairly spacious room was decorated with swords, deer heads and other ornaments, and exquisite glass cups were placed on the brown wooden table.

Without the warm colors of a girl's home, it seems a bit cold and lonely.

Aemon looked around while enjoying his breakfast.

Through the narrow glass windows, one could see the three-point flag flying on the white marble wall of the Eyrie.

His new personal banner!
"Hmm~"

A groan came from the room, like a headache after a hangover.

Jenny climbed up from the soft and fluffy couch, her long, smooth chestnut hair draped over her smooth back, giving her a hint of the charm of a sick beauty.

Eamon: "Want something to eat?"

"Need not."

Jenny tilted her head and lowered her eyes, answering stiffly.

The wonder of last night is still vivid in my mind, and I feel a little embarrassed.

Aemon nodded.

Smoothly...

Jenny digested it for a while and put on her clothes.

A dignified royal blue dress, black earrings in her originally empty ear holes, and a sapphire necklace on her snow-white goose neck.

Even on her wrist and ring finger, she found bracelets and rings that had not been used for a long time in the jewelry box.

When the long chestnut hair was carefully combed, there was nothing wrong with her whole body.

Jenny sat at the table without saying a word.

"It's beautiful."

Eamon praised.

"That's more than the lies you told last night."

Jenny glanced at him, obviously dissatisfied.

Imon speaks with his actions.

Hold her hand and place it against her cheek.

Jenny hesitated for a moment, then opened her fingers and gently stroked the handsome face that was so close to her.

The owner of this face took her virginity last night.

Good news, get rid of the sneer of "Valley Virgin".

Bad news, it was eaten up completely.

Yimeng looked at her lovingly and whispered softly, "You are more suitable for some light and elegant skirts. This one is too old-fashioned and will cover up your shining points."

Jenny looked down and acquiesced, "Yeah."

Royal blue is too solemn, giving people a sense of aloofness and authority without even being angry.

But this is already her best-looking and favorite dress.

Seeing this, Aemon smiled and ate.

Little Duchess of the Eagle's Nest, take it easy~~
After learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses last night, he has figured out the other person's personality.

Typical of being cold on the outside and warm on the inside.

Almost identical to my mother, Madam Rhea.

This kind of stubborn purebred valley woman must never be confronted.

You should show your responsibilities as a husband and give them appropriate care so that they can develop mutual appreciation and admiration for each other.

Only in this way can we respect each other like guests.

"You are not qualified to be my husband."

Jenny suddenly spoke up.

"Tell me."

Yimon didn't even raise his eyelids, having guessed this long ago.

Jenny raised her chin slightly, trying to save face: "I am the Duke of Eagle's Nest. I was just a momentary indulgence last night. It doesn't mean that you have captured my body and soul."

The Eagle's Nest accepts the rule, but the conditions must still be negotiated.

"It wasn't me who took the initiative last night."

Aemon looked him up and down.

Jenny's face flushed, and she turned her head and sneered, "You performed well."

Old cows eat young grass!
Yimeng couldn't stand the fact that someone was taking advantage of him, so he said, "Then I should negotiate with you, and you should meet my requirements."

Jenny blushed even more.

She wrinkled her skirt with both hands and pretended to remain calm.

Aemon chuckled to himself.

It seems that all women in high positions have one thing in common: they all like to be riders.

Jenny is a loner, but she actually has a flame hidden deep in her heart.

When it burns, it is a raging fire.

Jenny suppressed her sentimental feelings and said seriously, "If you want to gain the support of the Eagle's Nest, you must marry me in a formal ceremony and keep the castle, fiefdom, and flag of the Irene family."

"no problem."

Aemon said: "The Eyrie and the Vale of Arryn remain yours, and control of the Mountains of the Moon belongs to Riverdale. Our banners are united as one."

Jenny said seriously: "It's a deal."

"A Targaryen is as good as his word."

Aemon smiled and took a sip of milk.

Jenny caught a glimpse of the milky white stains at the corner of his mouth, then turned her head away and touched his flat belly.

So this is what being a man is like, completely different from what I imagined.

Yimon ate and drank by himself, drinking the milk in one gulp.

You need to make up for it.

If he was with Lannar, he felt that he was at a disadvantage.

When he shared a room with Jenny, he was absolutely sure that he was the one being abused.

Ride around like crazy.

Thanks to his physique that is nearly three times stronger than that of an ordinary person, otherwise he would have been drained dry.

It is true that older women are caring.

But he is also a really useless person.

"Ah~~"

Aemon sighed secretly.

……

King's Landing.

The Red Fort, the king's palace.

Viserys lay in his rocking chair in his pajamas, lost in thought.

The situation in the Shijie Islands is unclear, and the infighting among the three daughters has affected all the ports on both sides of the strait.

Nowadays, Lannimen is only allowed to purchase food.

But this was not what he was most worried about.

"The King of the Valley?"

Viserys muttered softly, a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Someone spread the rumor deliberately.

It's very bad for my nephew.

However, there is no smoke without fire.

My nephew's actions do give me a sense of crisis that he is out of control.

"Ugh!"

Viserys sighed deeply.

Reason told him that he should trust his nephew whom he had watched grow up.

His selfish motives made him full of worries and resistance about the future.

Today is a valley, where will it be tomorrow?
If his nephew showed any second thoughts, his reign would be over.

Power - I don’t want to let go!

"Sir Harold, come in for a moment."

Viserys shouted.

Squeak!

Harold pushed the door open with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Call Rhaenyra and tell her I have something important to discuss with her."

Viserys said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Harold closed the door.

"..."

dong dong!

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Viserys was surprised: "Come in!"

Squeak!

The door opened and it was Otto who came in.

"What happened?"

Viserys prayed that it wasn't bad news.

Otto took out a letter from his sleeve and said solemnly, "According to the letter from the Valley, the Eagle's Nest, Longbow Hall, Nine Star City and other noble castles have raised a new three-point flag."

Viserys waved, checking the contents of the letter.

At the end of the letter, there was a three-point flag pattern printed on it. "That kid succeeded."

Viserys was surprised.

"It seems so."

Otto frowned and said something else: "Many nobles in the valley suspect that Lady Jenny of the Eagle's Nest is being held captive and is planning a rebellion."

Note the wording, it's rebellion.

Although Aemon was not given a title such as "Prince of the Vale", the Eyrie had already surrendered.

The Vale nobles attempted violent resistance, which was tantamount to rebellion.

"how many people?"

Viserys was shocked.

“There are a lot of diehards in the Valley.”

Otto was indifferent.

This is not just a war to "rescue" the Duchess, but also a desperate counterattack by the nobles of the Vale against the Targaryens.

Viserys frowned deeply.

The last thing he wanted to see was bloodshed.

"King's Landing is too far away to reach us. We can only hope that Prince Aemon has a plan of his own."

Otto takes an objective perspective.

This was beyond his expectations.

Soon after the rumor spread, the Eagle's Nest fell.

Yimon did not refute at all and directly confirmed the rumor.

Don't play by common sense.

dong dong!

There was another knock on the door, and Rhaenyra pushed it open and entered.

"I'll take my leave first."

Otto retreated with a look of respect.

Rhaenyra came towards him and the two passed each other.

The moment their eyes met, they could see hostility between them.

"Rhaenyra, you've arrived just in time."

Viserys smiled and called his increasingly steadfast daughter over.

I originally wanted to ask Rhaenyra to visit Storm's End to calm the emotions of the vassal and understand the battle situation in the Stepstones.

Get news from the valley.

He believed that Rhaenyra should go to Dragonstone and, in the name of the heir to the Iron Throne, gather a group of noble sons to form a royal fleet.

The royal family's defense force is still too weak.

……

valley.

Riverdale Town, Lonely Mountain.

"Roar!!"

From deep within the dragon's nest, Silver Wing's angry roar was heard.

This gorgeous silver-grey dragon lies coiled on the ground, stretching its neck and sticking its head out, with three pairs of horns curving backwards and exuding a metallic luster.

I was sleeping soundly, but was woken up by the silver-haired boy.

"Sorry sorry~~"

Eamonn apologized halfheartedly.

He tied a scarf around his face to protect himself from the stink and walked through the open space filled with dragon dung.

"Roar!"

Silver Wing bared his fangs, and really wanted to give him a mouthful of dragon flame.

Unfortunately, my partner is just outside the dragon's nest.

Ring!

The bronze sacred tree grew to a height of three feet and six inches, and three bronze bells grew on one of its branches, which made crisp sounds when shaken.

Aemon reached out and tried, but the bronze bell did not fall.

Very normal.

It has not been three months since I last picked the bronze bell, and the accumulated bronze faith is not enough.

Aemon calmed down.

He returned to Hegu Town to mobilize troops.

Led by Xinsu City and Hongge City, a group of old-line valley nobles completely turned against them.

They quickly assembled an army of more than 10,000 and advanced aggressively into the Vale of Arryn.

Eamon said it was difficult!

How could he be more careful so as to burn fewer rebels to death?

In his eyes, the final counterattack of the valley nobles was like a fight between children.

And we have to fight.

"Instead of thinking about that, think about how to handle having several partners."

Aemon shuddered.

Jenny is a domineering person and has already sent out a raven to send a message that she will marry him as soon as he comes of age.

This also means that the two families have become one.

"Lanna is the most gentle and will definitely forgive me."

Aemon muttered, "Rhaenyra is quite stubborn, I think she will resort to cold violence."

He is having three relationships at the same time.

no way!
It is always easier to sleep with Jenny than to persuade her.

Avoid unnecessary bloody wars.

After all, Westeros is not a continent of fighting and killing, but a continent of human relationships and worldly wisdom.

He married Jenny.

He gained legitimacy in the valley and strengthened his centralized rule.

Jenny has secured her position as the Duchess of Eyrie and no longer has to bear any criticism.

Moreover, the Arryn family, like the Royce family, has the blood of the Dragon King in their descendants.

"The rumor has spread to the Vale of Arryn."

Aemon thought of a rumor that had been circulating recently.

It is said that he imprisoned Jenny, occupied the Eagle's Nest, and proclaimed himself the "King of the Valley".

All he wanted to say was.

Ok……

Just to be clear, the rumors are true.

The only contrast is that he did not imprison Jenny, but it was Jenny who wanted to imprison him in Eagle's Nest.

To be more precise, he was imprisoned in the lord's bedroom.

Jenny is addicted to it and has a strong possessiveness.

He didn't care at all whether his body could withstand it.

"Cuckoo cuckoo..."

Suddenly, the bronze bird on the second branch of the bronze sacred tree opened its mouth and made a pleasant cry.

"Ok?"

Aemon was stunned.

The bronze sacred tree has three branches, on which grow a bronze bell, a standing bronze bird, and a hanging bronze plate.

After receiving three bronze bells, the bronze bird showed its reaction for the first time.

Aemon put his hand under the bird's beak.

"Cuckoo cuckoo..."

The bronze bird's eyes rolled around and its mouth opened and closed, as if it had come alive.

Then, a few grains of wheat came out of the bird's mouth.

The bronze bird statue had completed its mission and returned to silence again.

“Is this wheat seed?”

Aemon wondered.

There are five grains of wheat in total, each one is plump and firm, and the outer shell is orange yellow and looks very nice.

A living bronze tree that produces grainless seeds of crops that can be planted.

Is this right?
"Zhizhi~~"

While he was in a daze, his pocket rummaged around and a golden-nosed rat quickly came out.

Those little eyes rolled around, flashing with excitement.

"You want this?"

Aemon picked up a grain of wheat and placed it in front of the rat.

"Squeak!"

The little thing nodded repeatedly and stretched out its little paws to beg for food.

It smells so good~~
The rat wants to eat.

"No."

Imon flicked its head and carefully collected the five grains of wheat.

The golden-nosed rat is very cunning.

It can chew wheat grains, proving that wheat grains are different from others.

It’s hard to say what special variety of magical plant it is.

"Squeak!!"

The golden-nosed rat fell over and let out a sharp cry of utter grievance.

Bang!
Another head popped, and stars appeared in his eyes.

Aemon stuffed him back into his pocket.

Before leaving the dragon's nest, he took a last look at the motionless bronze disc.

I'm kind of looking forward to what the bronze disc will be used for.

……

Aemon returned to the Hall of Plenty.

"Ser Robb gathered three hundred of the 2nd Sons, and Ser Gunthor led two thousand men, and they marched to the Vale of Arryn yesterday."

Johanna came forward and reported the situation.

"No more Second Sons?"

"The time is too short, or we can wait and see the situation."

"That's enough."

Yimeng took off the green backpack that he hadn't used for a long time and handed it to him carefully: "There are five grains of wheat seeds in it. Plant them yourself."

"Yes, Prince."

Johanna was stunned for a moment, then readily agreed.

At this time, Scholar Mu Kun came down from upstairs: "Prince, there is a letter from Eagle's Nest."

"Read!"

"Lady Jenny said that the rebels entered the Vale of Arryn and split their forces to head towards Bloody Gate and Riverdale."

Scholar Mu Kun looked strange.

After hearing this, Aemon smiled and said, "If they dare to come to the valley, I will burn them all and plant wheat seedlings on the ashes."

(End of this chapter)