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

Chapter 168 Valyrian Steel Necklace

Rhaegar did not want to bear Rhaenyra's wrath, so he had no choice but to sacrifice his stepmother.

 “You think I’m a fool?”

Rhaenyra sneered, her eyes becoming increasingly evil.

Rhaegar broke into a cold sweat as he recalled the scene when he was ravaged by Rhaenyra as a child.

With a slight cough to cover up his guilty conscience, Rega pretended to be serious: "The red carpet is just something that is not needed. Giving it away can be considered as making the best use of it."

Rhaenyra remained silent, her hands squeezing the soft flesh of Rhaegar's waist.

 It’s just a red carpet, her wealth naturally doesn’t matter.

 But she did not like Rhaegar giving her gifts away.

 This is a matter of attitude.

“Sister, I have also prepared a gift for you.”

Rhaegar held the small hand at his waist with one hand and opened the small hand on the collar with the other.

Rhaenyra bit her red lips and listened to his explanation.

 She wanted to see what Rhaegar could come up with.

Rhaegar stretched out a hand and spread his fingers before her eyes.

"look!"

Hooking his arms slightly, he closed his fingers and opened them again, and a boxy and delicate gift appeared out of thin air.

Rhaenyra opened his cuffs, revealing a silver-gray space bracelet.

Having lived together day and night for many years, what didn’t she know about Rhaega?

 She has long known about a magical bracelet.

Lega smiled coquettishly, put the gift box in her palm, and said softly: "Open it and take a look, you will definitely like it."

 “Hmph, let’s see what tricks you are playing.”

 Seeing that there was really a gift, Rhaenyra's mood suddenly improved and she suppressed the curvature of the corners of her mouth.

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 The gift box was opened, and there was nothing inside, which was covered with soft black cloth.

Rhaenyra was stunned for a moment. She picked up the soft cloth and hid it in the compartment as a gift.

However, after looking through the gift box inside and out, there was still nothing to gain.

 A brief silence.

Rhaenyra glanced at Rhaegar, who was smiling, and closed the gift box gently without saying a word.

"Like it?"

Rhaegar asked excessively.

Rhaenyra closed her eyes, folded her arms, and leaned back in the chair.

 I'm too lazy to pay attention to him.

 Just receive it.

Seeing this, Rega stopped smiling, waved his hand in front of her eyes, and whispered softly: "Take another look, you will definitely like it."

Rhaenyra’s knuckles turned white as she pinched them, suppressing anger in her heart.

Perhaps she left Rhaegar alone for so long that he forgot what the Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon was.

 Her hands were itchy.

Jingle Bell…

Her breathing gradually became faster, and there was a crisp sound in her ears.

 “I won’t tease you anymore, please open your eyes and take a look.”

Rhaegar persuaded softly.

Rhaenyra turned her head away angrily, but did not open her eyes.

 She had decided to give Rhaegar a beating tonight.

 Mere gifts cannot restore her determination.

Seeing her stubborn look, Lei Jia smiled and took practical action.

Rhaenyra closed her eyes, still sulking, and suddenly felt a chill on her cheeks.

　　Opening her eyes subconsciously, Rhaenyra tilted her head back and saw an exquisite silver-gray necklace.

The necklace is forged from steel and consists of small links connected in series to form a slender chain rope.

Rhaenyra only glanced at it, and her eyes were instantly attracted.

 Turning to look at Rhaegar, he asked in surprise: "Valyrian steel necklace?"

 “That’s right.”

Rhaegar smiled, the necklace hanging between his fingers, swaying slightly.

The Valyrian Steel Heavy Sword has a lot of melted steel.

 He specifically asked the blacksmith to save some steel and cast it into a piece of jewelry for Rhaenyra.

 After forging two weapons, there happened to be a small pool of steel left.

 This necklace seems to have been born for Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra was in a daze, relaxed her arms, and gently touched the Valyrian steel necklace in front of her.

 She did not expect that Rhaegar had prepared such a precious gift for her.

Seemingly thinking of something, Rhaenyra hurriedly asked: "You said you wanted to forge two weapons. Do you have enough Valyrian steel for this necklace?"

Rhaegar hung the necklace on her fingertips and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's worth the weight of a piece of jewelry."

 “A Valyrian steel necklace, what a luxury you have.”

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes at him, but she couldn't hold back her lips, stroking the necklace like a treasure.

  In addition to the chain links, the necklace naturally has its own pendant.

The pendant of this necklace was designed by Rhaegar himself, abandoning clichéd drawings and not including various kinds of pearls and gemstones.

  It is a carving of three dragon heads the size of fingernails.

 The appearance of the dragon head pays tribute to the three first-generation dragons of the Targaryen family.

 From left to right are Meraxes, Balerion, and Vhagar.

Melassis has a sharp horned crown, half-squinted vertical pupils, and has a graceful and noble temperament.

Balerion's face was ferocious, his eyes wide with anger, and he exuded a solemnity that was unruffled and self-defeating.

Vhagar draws on the appearance of the prime of life, with dense horns and crest, eyes closed, as if in deep sleep.

Three dragon heads, one low and two high, are hung on the necklace. The carvings are lifelike, as if the soul of the giant dragon resides there.

 “It’s so beautiful!”

Not missing every detail of the necklace, Rhaenyra was sincerely amazed.

I have to say that the blacksmiths in Qohor are worthy of being said to be top-notch.

 The necklace is extremely beautifully cast, as if it was born to be so beautiful.

 “As long as you like it.”

Rhaegar put his hands on the back of the chair and admired Rhaenyra's profile.

 He remembered that Daemon had given Rhaenyra a necklace of Valyrian steel.

Although Rhaenyra hated Daemon for what he had done, the necklace remained at the bottom of the jewelry box.

Thinking of this, Rhaegar leaned close to Rhaenyra's ear and said deeply: "Now, you have a new heirloom."

Rhaenyra glanced at him in surprise, then reacted.

Holding the necklace to the top of her head, Rhaenyra said with a smile: "Rhaegar, put it on for me!"

"good."

Rhaegar agreed without hesitation, took off the necklace Rhaenyra originally wore, and put it skillfully on her white snow neck.

As for the old necklace, he threw it out of the window.

Rhaenyra looked down at the necklace. The three dragon heads looked like amulets. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

　　咵~

Hooking Rhaegar's neck, he gave him a reward on the side of his face.

Rhaegar buried his head in her hair, deeply inhaling the fragrance of lavender, and discussed: "Rhaenyra, my father has prepared a marriage list for me."

"what's your plan?"

Rhaenyra played with the necklace, tilted her head slightly, and asked softly.

Rhaegar said: "You know what I mean."

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Rhaenyra smiled half-heartedly, her eyes glowing with light, and she instructed: "If you want anything, just ask your father. He always favors you."

 “I am very greedy.”

Rhaegar’s eyes were playful, pretending to be mysterious.

He knew that Rhaenyra cared about him as much as he cared about her.

Thinking about it, I put my hands on the rocking chair and touched the solid wood.

 Out the window.

 The weirwood trees stood tall, with two small caterpillars crawling on the thick trunks.

 A small green worm slowly climbs up, and a small green worm slowly climbs down.

The little green worm above climbed onto a branch and reached a plump and juicy young leaf.

 Climbed the whole body on the leaves and tasted them as if they had been hungry for a long time.

The little caterpillar below crawled hard and stared at a ball of soft and waxy gum.

Snapped-

Having just climbed to the gum tree, before the little caterpillar could have a full meal, it was covered by a pair of small hands.

 “Rhaegar, no!”

Rhaenyra will always be the heroine.

Her child will not be an illegitimate child, and I will arrange reasonable conditions.

 (End of this chapter)