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

Chapter 130 King’s Landing in the Shadows

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A slight knock on the door disturbed Rhaegar's thoughts.

"who?"

Rega frowned subconsciously when someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night.

 “It’s me, your sister.”

Rhaenyra's voice came from outside the door.

 “Rhaenaela?”

Rhaegar was startled for a moment, got up from the bed and said, "Come in."

Crunch—

The door opened, and Rhaenyra walked in carrying a dinner plate.

 “Rhaenaela, why are you here?”

Rhaegar was a little confused.

“I heard that you showed great power and took on a big mission, so I came to see you.”

Rhaenyra walked to the bed and sat down naturally. The dinner plate was placed aside with a glass of milk on it.

“I’ve prepared a glass of milk for you to save you from insomnia and nightmares at night.”

Rhaenyra crossed her legs and smiled.

"grateful."

Rhaegar took the milk seriously and took a sip.

 Suddenly, he noticed Rhaenyra's outfit.

 A more formal dress, not the black or red dress that I loved in the past.

 It was a green dress that didn’t fit well.

Rhaegar glanced at it and asked casually: "Why does your dress look familiar to me?"

 “Hee hee, you finally found it.”

Renee tugged at the corner of her skirt and said with a bad smile: "Last time you were talking in your sleep and kept talking about your stepmother's skirt, so I stole one from Allison."

 “Pfft…cough cough…”

Rhaegar spurted out a mouthful of milk upon hearing this, choking to the point where he almost couldn't catch his breath.

 He said it felt strangely familiar.

　　It’s actually Allison’s skirt.

"Why are you reacting like this? I have been hesitating about this dress for several days."

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes angrily and patted her on the back.

Rhaegar suppressed his blush and said in embarrassment: "That's just a dream costume, not Allison."

 He felt so embarrassed to say such words.

 His dreams always contain various fragmented images.

  It is normal to have some costumes occasionally.

 Absolutely nothing to do with Alisson.

 “Rhaenayla, you’d better return the dress to Allison quickly.” Rhaegar felt bad about this.

 “What, doesn’t it look good?”

Rhaenyra was aroused and refused to admit defeat. She stood up and turned around in a circle.

Rhaegar didn't look at it at all, covering his face and saying: "You and Allison have different figures. She is slimmer than you."

 Should it be said, Alison is still as tall as a girl even after giving birth to four children.

 Otherwise, he would not have been able to charm his father Viserys for so many years.

Both Rhaegar and his brother are inclined towards the big frame of the valley, and their bodies are healthy and well-proportioned, not slender by any means.

Rhaenyra was wearing Allison's green dress, which was so tight at the waist that her upper and lower parts could hardly be hugged, and it felt very inconsistent.

 No wonder Rhaegar could see the difference at a glance.

 “Rhaegar, do you have the guts to say it again!?”

The woman's thoughts were very difficult to guess. Rhaenyra's expression changed instantly, and she stared at Rhaegar with an evil look.

Rhaegar choked and hesitated: "I mean, you don't fit Alison's clothes, the size is not right."

 “How dare you say that!”

 When the words reached Rhaenyra's ears, it was automatically filtered that she was in worse shape than Allison.

 She put a lot of effort into this dress.

 How can you not be angry when you are slandered instead of being praised as expected?

Rhaenyra was furious.

The peaks of the upper body are constantly undulating, thanks to the quality of the skirt, otherwise it would have cracked.

Seeing that Rega was still trying to argue, he threw him down fiercely and grabbed his neck with both hands.

 But with her little strength, there was no way she could hurt Rhaegar. Looking at her hard work, I couldn't help but laugh out loud and put my arms around her waist.

 He thought it was just a daily fight.

 As a child, Rhaenyra would always use her age to teach him a lesson.

Rhaenyra pinched her for a long time, but when she saw that it had no effect, she angrily yelled, "Rhaeja, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will pluck out your tongue."

 “Haha, you have the final say.”

Rhaegar did not realize the seriousness of the problem, and opened his mouth provocatively.

Rhaenyra became more and more angry and bit him on the shoulder.

“Rhaenayla, it hurts so much, please let go.”

 As pain hit him, Rega immediately changed his face and begged for mercy.

"It's a nice thought, but you just need to be dealt with."

While biting the flesh of the shoulder, Rhaenyra turned it over and raised her hand to whip it.

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Rhaegar suddenly turned over and pinned her down.

Rhaenyra still bit her tongue and stared at him angrily.

 The moon outside the window is bright and bright, and its light shines into the bedroom.

The evening breeze blew through the weirwood trees in the garden, making their leaves rustle.

Rhaegar looked down at Rhaenyra, feeling the pain and falling silent for a moment.

 Almost half a ring.

Rhaenyra slowly opened her mouth with bloodshot eyes.

 “Hiss, you’re going to kill me!”

Rhaegar quickly distanced himself, holding his bleeding shoulder and grinning.

Rhaenyra was so angry for the first time, and it hurt him to death.

Rhaenyra lay on the bed glumly, and said awkwardly: "I will go with you on the trip to Tidal Head Island."

"Who told you that?"

Rhaegar sat on the edge of the bed, wiped the saliva from his shoulder, and looked over in surprise.

“In this huge city of King’s Landing, besides your dragon’s lair, does it have any secrets?”

Rhaenyra glanced at him, her words mocking.

Rhaegar nodded upon hearing this and did not refute.

 As the political center of the entire continent, King's Landing is exposed to countless eyes and spies.

“I can go to Chaotou Island by myself. The sea snakes don’t dare to make small moves.”

Rhaegar raised his head and said calmly: "Besides, I am going to celebrate the name day, and there is Aunt Rhaenys."

 “What about Lana’er and Damon?”

Rhaenyra raised her head, her face serious.

Rhaegar was stunned, not expecting that she even knew this.

“Well, you have been the crown prince for many years and you are good at everything, but you are too self-righteous.”

Rhaenyra sighed, her words helpless.

 Under Rhaegar’s puzzled gaze.

 She kicked off her boots, sat on the bedside, and held him in her arms.

Rhaegar obediently leaned his head on the soft place, and his originally irritable mood suddenly calmed down.

 Then, I heard Rhaenyra’s sad words.

“Rhaegar, I was chosen by my father to be his heir.”

“Just because I am not a male, the vassals who swore allegiance to me despise me and do what I say.”

“King’s Landing is the largest stinking ditch in the world, harboring countless snakes, insects, rats, and ants.”

“Every preference and every decision you make will become a target for this group of bugs.”

 At this point, Rhaenyra lowered her head and kissed Rhaegar's forehead, admonishing: "Don't trust anyone, they just covet your and my flesh and blood."

 Her vigilance was sincere and she wanted to tell her brother to be more vigilant and not to become a **** of others.

Rega silently hugged her slender waist, rubbed her cheek twice, and said movedly: "I understand, I know everything."

"You don't understand. I know first-hand the situation of being isolated and helpless, but you have been living in the sun."

Rhaenyra exerted more force on her hands and said seriously: "You have no foundation in the Royal Council, and your father's ears have always been weak."

   Sigh, I want to write something good, but the master He Crab is so powerful that he understands everything.

 (End of this chapter)