Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

Chapter 103 Is it Rhaegar?

boom-

The door was closed tightly and banged loudly.

Viserys sat on the armchair, closed his eyes with a headache, and sighed.

Crunch—

The door was pushed open again, and Harold's voice came: "Your Majesty, the prince has been cared for by the princess since he was a child. Your proposal is too abrupt and cruel for him."

 “He has to go through this.”

Viserys lowered his head: "Rhaenyra has a weak character and a lot of ambition. If she inherits the Iron Throne, it may not be a good thing for her or the kingdom."

"But you still resolutely chose the princess." Harold said helplessly.

"Yes, she is so much like me. We are a weak father and daughter."

Viserys did not shy away from mocking himself and smiled bitterly.

 That **** captures people’s hearts!

By saying this, he was just making excuses for his mediocrity and incompetence.

 In his heart, he dreamed of becoming a tough guy like his younger brother Daemon and his eldest son Rhaegar, who were born with a fearless spirit and dared to use their swords.

 But his character is naturally weak.

The smooth life and the throne he almost picked up made his life effortlessly reach the top.

 Everything went too smoothly.

His grandfather Jaehaerys did not have the time to develop the courage to say no.

Now he wanted a heroic monarch to succeed him.

 Restore the great reputation of House Targaryen.

 This candidate must be the eldest son Rhaegar.

After pondering for a while, Viserys waved his hand and said feebly: "Call Rhaenyra here and say that I have something to say to her."

Harold glanced at the sad-looking king and nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty."

 …

Stepping out of the corridor quickly, Rhaegar panicked and walked out of the castle unknowingly.

By the time he reacted, he had already reached the cliff.

 “Hiss…”

  Sensing the aura of the driver, the glutton growled and looked down at him in confusion.

 It senses the fear in the other person's heart.

 This is not in line with this little guy’s previous character.

Rhaegar looked at the black dragon as high as a hill in front of him and gasped: "Bring me some air, man."

 The glutton stood up, swung his tail and wrapped it around his waist, placing it on his back.

 “Hiss…”

It roared high into the sky, flapped its wings vigorously, and flew into the sky, straight into the sky.

 Flying in a circle, such a simple thing.

 The sky and sea will wash away all confusion.

 …

 Inside the castle.

Rhaenyra finished washing and walked to the hall to eat.

 With her was a haggard-looking Allison.

Rhaenyra ate her bread with a calm expression.

Allison sat without appetite, glancing at Rhaenyra opposite him from time to time.

Opened his mouth several times, but stopped talking.

Rhaenyra laughed to herself, this former sister was so playful.

 She still doesn’t know what Allison went through last night.

 Subconsciously assume that the other party has some purpose.

“Princess, the king has asked you to discuss something.”

 Breakfast was about to end, Harold walked down the stairs and said softly.

Rhaenyra wiped the corners of her mouth with her handkerchief and asked doubtfully, "Where's Rhaegar, has he had breakfast?"

 “Not yet, the prince has something to do and has gone out.”

Harold forced a smile and hesitated: "You'd better go see the king first, there is something very important."

 “Yes, Sir.”

Rhaenyra frowned strangely and left the table.   …

 Not long after, Rhaenyra entered her father's room.

Viserys waited for a long time, smiled when they met, and said hello: "Sit down, Rhaenyra."

 “You have something to do with me?”

Rhaenyra slowly stepped forward, pulled out a chair and sat across from her father.

Looking at her father's flattering smile, the doubts in her heart continued to grow.

Viserys poured a glass of wine, drank half of it in a gulp, smiled at first, and then lowered his head.

 Looking like it was difficult to speak.

Rhaenyra’s eyes flashed as she thought of some possibility.

He pursed his lips and said leisurely: "Lega returned safely, the choice you gave me..."

 “No! We won’t talk about your marriage today.”

 Viserys interrupted quickly, fearing that his daughter would reveal the answer.

Rhaenyra breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled: "Besides this matter, what else is causing you so much trouble?"

 She foolishly thought that her father wanted to rush the marriage.

For this reason, she has secretly made a certain choice.

Facing his daughter's question, Viserys raised his head, looked directly into her eyes, and said sternly: "Rhaenyra, I think Rhaegar is a good child. He is brave and smart."

"Of course Rhaegar was restless, but he always had his own plans."

 At the mention of her brother, Rhaenyra smiled unconsciously.

 This is the only blood relative left to her by her mother.

  will also be her support.

Hearing his daughter's words, especially the word "restless", Viserys' expression changed slightly and he drank the wine in one gulp.

"Rhaenaela, you are a smart and kind girl. Have you ever felt that being an heir puts pressure on you and makes it difficult to breathe?"

Viserys kept smiling and asked tentatively.

“I often feel bad, but you have always supported me, and Rhaegar is also helping me. I am very lucky to have you.”

Rhaenyra held her hands on her lower abdomen and answered with a smile.

These words were like a sharp knife piercing Viserys's chest.

 It made it difficult for him to breathe and he was a little out of breath.

“The dream reappears, Rhaegar is the prophesied prince, and a decision must be made!”

 Repeating this sentence secretly in his heart, Viserys encouraged himself and opened his stiff mouth.

boom-

　　The goblet fell heavily on the table. Viserys raised his face and said seriously: "Rhaenyra, to tell you the truth, I am calling you here this time. I plan to discuss with you the matter of changing the heir."

Viserys said what he had been holding back in his heart. On the outside, he was holding on, but behind his back he breathed a sigh of relief.

 At least, he said it to his face.

 Although these words were undoubtedly a sharp knife to hurt his daughter, he still wanted to say them.

 Telling the truth is much better than concealing it.

　　　…”

Rhaenyra froze on the spot after hearing this, her eyes filled with disbelief, and her breathing seemed to have stopped.

 What did she hear?

　　Her father, who has always supported her, talked about changing the heir.

 She will be replaced!

Viserys stood up for the first time in the morning and walked quickly to Rhaenyra. He said, "Rhaenyra, I know you may not be able to accept it at the moment. After all, you have been the heir for 6 years."

"But your position has always been shaky, and I have looked for a more suitable heir."

"As a father, I hope you don't panic. I love you and I will never give up on you..."

Seeing his daughter's unacceptable expression, Viserys kept trying to comfort her, trying to make up for the harm he had done to her.

After a while, Rhaenyra blinked and recovered from the bad news.

 She raised her head and stared directly at her father.

　Unimaginable complaints, tears, hysterics...

Rhaenyra was very calm, covering her violently rising and rising chest with one hand to calm her turbulent mood.

He held his father's hand with one hand, forced a smile, and asked, "Father, is that Rhaegar?"

Rhaenyra still has to give up her status as heir to Rhaegar, and the relationship between sister and brother cannot be separated.

 (End of this chapter)