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

Chapter 116 Undercurrent

It gets later and later, and soon it’s midnight.

The dance is still going on, and the nobles are enjoying this social activity.

Rhaegar held his head with one hand, feeling a little sleepy.

　　　　　…

Footsteps were approaching, and Damon didn't know when he came.

Rhaegar looked at him doubtfully.

Da Meng stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a smile: "Nephew, my uncle hasn't congratulated you on becoming the crown prince yet."

Rhaegar was puzzled: "Why do you dare to come?"

 “I can come whenever I want, do I need a reason?” Damon said casually.

“As you wish, I’ll be happy that you and your dark sisters can come.” Rhaegar glanced at the sword in his hand.

Damon said narrowly: "Look at your height, can you lift it?"

Rhaegar looked at him calmly, not knowing what to say.

 Can a person be so crazy?

After thinking for a while, Rhaegar raised his glass and said, "Uncle, I admire your courage and the help you have done for my father. I want to toast you."

 In his eyes, Damon is already a piece of fish on the chopping board.

There is no need to say anything harsh.

Damon looked at the juice in the cup, shook his head and said: "Children are children, I only drink good wine."

Rhaegar smiled and said: "I am the crown prince. I respect you, so you have to drink."

 “What if I say no?” Damon smiled sarcastically.

 “Then take a look.”

Rhaegar replied, turning the cup upside down and spilling the juice on the floor.

 With a puzzled look in his eyes, Damon dropped the cup heavily on the table.

boom-

The cup knocked on the table, a white light flashed, and Ilic pulled out his long sword and put it on Damon's neck.

Damon glanced at Ilic and said disdainfully: "You want to kill me?"

 “I will, if necessary.”

Rhaegar poured another glass of juice, handed it to Daemon, and said, "Drink it, uncle."

Damon raised his hand and turned the cup over, spilling the juice again, and mocked: "You little kid who doesn't know the heights of the world, do you think I will surrender to you?"

boom-

 The cup hit the table again, and Rega's expression turned cold.

　　唰唰…

Two more sharp blades were unsheathed, one was placed on Daemon's neck, and the other was pressed against his lower back.

Damon turned around and saw Cole and Harold walking over at some unknown time, staring at him expressionlessly.

These two are white knights who know exactly what crimes Damon has committed. How can they allow a sinner to approach the prince at will?

“Uncle, I raise a glass to you just for the support you gave my father.”

Rhaegar raised his glass again, tilted his head and said, "I know what you are thinking. My father is a soft-hearted man, and he will not take your life."

"But I'm not. I will personally judge you so that you don't even have the chance to wear a black robe and go to the Great Wall."

 He knew his father too well, no matter how hateful he said.

 When you really want to swing the butcher knife, you will definitely hesitate.

Daemon's expression changed slightly: "You want to send me to the Great Wall to serve as a night watchman?"

Rhaegar said, "Drink it, and the night will be over, and you may live."

 He gave this uncle Wang another chance.

The crime of parricide was not easy to bear, and he did not want his father to lose a blood relative.

 The Night's Watch is a good punishment.

 “I thought you would hate me to the core?”

 “Go to the Wall and atone for your sins.”

　　　…”

There was a brief silence, and Damon grinned.

He admired his nephew's broadmindedness and actually wanted to let him live.

 He took the cup, sniffed the fragrant juice, and put it close to his mouth.

Viserys silently picked up the dishes while his eyes flickered back and forth between the two of them.



Damon only took a brief sip, then spilled the juice on the ground and sighed: "Unfortunately, I can't get used to drinking this stuff."

boom-

 A wine glass hit Damon on the forehead, causing him to stagger. Viserys trembled with anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Go down and enjoy the rest of your life, you heartless beast!"

 “Haha, whatever you think.”

Damon covered his bleeding forehead, pushed past Cole who was blocking the way, and walked into the dancing crowd.

 He has seen his nephew's temper, and tonight is not in vain.

Dimon is a guy who attracts attention, and this scene fell into the eyes of many caring people.

At the table in the valley, Leya held a knife and fork in her hand and said bitterly: "You are looking for death. You can't blame others."

 “Dimon is known to have his own way of doing things.”

Jenny comforted her softly, her eyes fell on Rhaegar, and she said interestingly: "The new crown prince is smarter than Rhaenyra."

“He is the descendant of Queen Emma Aelin, and is naturally an ally of you and the valley.” Jobert analyzed.

“You are right, but I am more interested in his person.” Jenny stroked her face and raised the corners of her mouth.

Jobert was stunned when he heard this and said hesitantly: "The prince is only 6 years old, and according to the tradition of the Targaryen family, he has a pair of sisters to choose from."

 “Who knows.”

 Jenny smiled.

 In the main seat, Viserys was breathing heavily, and his face was red with anger.

He didn’t understand why the eldest son refused when he was willing to give Damon a chance to live.

Does his brother have to cut off his head with his own hands?

 “Asshole, I’ll satisfy you.”

Viserys suppressed his anger.

Rhaegar waved for Cole and Harold to step back and guard the door.

Looking closely, his hands were shaking slightly, and his chest was rising and falling under his fine clothes.

Rhaegar looked at his trembling hands and couldn't help but smile.

 This is not caused by fear or anger.

 He felt a kind of excitement and excitement bursting from his bones.

 “Uncle, an eye for an eye.”

 The other side, inside the dragon's lair.

One after another dragon roars echoed in this circular building.

 At this moment, there are several giant dragons coexisting in the dragon lair.

 Vhagar, Melias, Seasmoke, Syrax…

The three dragons of House Velaryon and Daemon's bloodworms are among them.

The bloodworm had an iron chain around its neck, stretched its neck and roared, scanning the dark crypt with angry eyes.

 “Hiss…”

A neighing sound came from not far away, and a huge black dragon climbed on the wall of the dragon's cave, wandering around excitedly.

 It senses the emotions of the driver.

Those of the same kind who are bound by iron chains are its enemies.

Banquet hall.

Rhaegar picked up the heavy Dark Sister and said goodbye to his father with a smile on his face: "I'm going to go down and rest first, father."

 “Go, the party will be over in a long time.”

Viserys didn't think much and responded mildly.

Rhaegar nodded, and before leaving, he stopped Ilic from following him, waved to him to squat down, and whispered something in his ear.

 Elic frowned and nodded awkwardly.

 “Bye~”

Rhaegar said goodbye to him and left the table.

 The party continues as usual.

Tully, Tyrell and other nobles felt a little regretful when they discovered that the prince had left.

 They also wanted to show their loyalty to the prince and send their blessings.

　　Daemon mingled in the crowd, being rejected by invited dance partners one after another, and wandering around aimlessly.

 “You don’t have a dance partner anymore?”

A soft voice came from behind, and a smiling Lanner walked slowly over.

Today’s Chapter 9, the foreshadowing of a wonderful chapter.

In view of Wei Yi’s weakness, Rhaegar will personally handle Damon.

Just in the next chapter, a blockbuster chapter of three thousand words!

 (End of this chapter)