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

Chapter 192 The Faceless Men—The Second Sons

 After leaving the banquet and walking out of the Red Keep, Rhaegar went straight to the dragon's lair.

  Summon the remaining 700 Dragon Guards.

 Through Menas' screening, the two hundred people with the best skills were selected.

Rhaegar ordered: "One hundred people will take a boat to the Stepstone Islands tomorrow, and one hundred people will be stationed in the Red Castle to guard it."

 The battlefield requires the deployment of personal soldiers.

The defense of the Red Castle was lax, so additional dragon guards were sent to blend in and form a sophisticated royal guard team.

 “Yes, Prince.”

 Meiners took the people down.

Xi Liu came over, her hair was messy, and she seemed to have just woken up.

Rhaegar looked at him with questioning eyes.

After a recent duel, Sarah was spotted by a slave trader and bought her with the intention of reselling it to a big businessman in Pentos.

Especially since the other party also helped him obtain a Valyrian steel heavy sword.

 His memory is very good.

 After the assassination failed, the House of Black and White stopped issuing new assassination missions to Sarah and severed contact with her.

Rega gave Shiliu a questioning look.

 “The Faceless One?”

Sarah was terrified and fled at night, fearing that she would be wiped out.

 The House of Black and White is the headquarters of the Faceless Men.

Xiliu introduced: "Sarah grew up in Braavos and practiced in the Court of Black and White."

Xiliu gave up half of his body, revealing a foreign girl wearing a black robe.

 After some explanation, Rhaegar roughly understood the situation.

 This is a cold attitude toward failed products.

Rega saw the girl’s face clearly and asked uncertainly: “Sarah?”

Rhaegar said in surprise.

Xiliu regretted: "According to what she said, her assassination target was killed in advance, and her assessment ended without any problem."

 “I’m afraid I must disappoint you, Sarah failed the test of the Faceless One.”

 The Faceless Men are the top assassin organization in Braavos and even the entire world.

 After wandering all the way, we arrived at Slaver's Bay.

 One mistake, he was surrounded by the Unsullied army, and became a slave in the arena.

 Sarah took a step forward, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Thank you for taking me in, prince."

“Prince, do you remember the girl I mentioned?”

Then the slave ship was intercepted by the Three Women Kingdom...

After figuring out the reason, Rhaegar asked: "You want to follow me?"

 “Yes, Prince.”

 Sarah answered simply.

 “How can I trust you?”

Rhaegar said.

 A cold-blooded Faceless Man, or not quite a Faceless Man.

 But he is also dangerous enough that he is not a subordinate who can be kept by his side casually.

Sa pulled out the dagger from his waist, raised his hands above his head, and said honestly: "You can protect me."

Hearing this, Lei Jia’s eyes flashed slightly and he thought seriously.

 Assuming that Shiliu is telling the truth, Sarah is indeed the abandoned son of the Faceless Men and may be obliterated.

 Having been trapped in Slaver's Bay for many years, the suffering he suffered was enough to leave an indelible memory.

 “I would die for you!”

Sarah spoke unpronounceable Valyrian and exposed her wheat-colored neck.

Rhaegar picked up the dagger in her hand and said calmly: "Live well and stand in the sun."

As he spoke, he threw the dagger out and landed with a clang.

 “A faceless person is not worthy of living under the sun.”

Sarah lowered her head, her voice was lonely.

“It doesn’t matter, you haven’t put on the human skin mask anyway.”

Rhaegar turned and walked out, saying, "Follow me, one face is enough."

Sarah raised her head, her light green pupils flashed with confusion, and she subconsciously said: "Yes, Prince."

Stepping out of the gate of Dragon Cave, the bright moonlight shines on the dark land. Dozens of young men in armor and well-armed knelt in two rows, staring at Rhaegar who was walking towards the moonlight.

The moonlight shone on Rhaegar's head, his long silver-gold hair swayed gently in the evening breeze, and his purple eyes were as dull as water.

Handsome face is still young, but every move reveals unparalleled calmness.

Rhaegar looked down at the second sons and illegitimate sons kneeling in front of him, and said with a smile: "Are you looking for me?"

 He knew what these people wanted.

Although I was a little anxious, who let the accident come too suddenly?

 The nearest young man with black hair said: "Prince, the pirates of the Three Women Kingdom have invaded the territory. Please allow us to follow you and fight for you!"

 “Your name is Robb Rivers, am I remembering it correctly?”

Rhaegar looked at the other party and spoke with certainty.

Robb raised his head and said with excitement: "I will be lucky to have you remember my name for three lifetimes."

Rhaegar waved his hand and asked: "Give you a chance, what kind of army can you raise for me?"

“In one night, I could raise a group of five hundred people.”

 At the end, Robb added: "All are second sons and **** who have been educated as knights."

“Very good, I will see five hundred people ready to go tomorrow morning.”

Rhaegar stretched out his hand to pick up Robb and affirmed: "When the time comes, you will be the commander of the Second Sons and belong directly to me."

 “You will live up to your mission!”

Robb was extremely excited, his body was trembling slightly, and he couldn't wait to take action immediately.

 “Go ahead and don’t make too big a move.”

Rhaegar patted him on the shoulder, faced the hot gaze, and walked down the steps between the two rows of second sons and bastards.

 A simple glance can make the blood of these young people pursuing glory boil.

 Except for a few large families.

Most noble families in Westeros only have the eldest son as heir.

 The eldest son can represent the family and hold the fief and the people.

 The second son is just a substitute for the eldest son, or a retinue of the eldest son.

 Some minor nobles who were not wealthy would prepare armor, weapons and horses for their second sons, and then drive them out of the house.

 Let them figure out how to make a living.

Not to mention illegitimate children, they are completely despised.

 Signing up with the second son and illegitimate son will not gain the support of the family behind you, but it does have another benefit.

Most of the second sons and some illegitimate sons received knightly education and were good at riding, archery and swordsmanship.

 It is not a problem for one person to defeat ten soldiers from peasant backgrounds on the battlefield.

Except for the Dragon Guard of 1,200 people, Rhaegar's army base was insufficient.

 The Second Sons regiment consisting of Second Sons and Bastards would be a good unit.

 …

 On the way back to the Red Keep, Rhaegar rode in a carriage.

In a certain dark alley, a team of golden robes were guarding the place.

Rhaenyra, dressed in a black dress, stood on tiptoes and watched the carriage slowly pass by.

“Princess, the prince has returned.”

Halwin stood aside, holding a torch to illuminate, and reminded softly.

 “I see it, sir.”

Looking at the figure in the carriage by the firelight, Rhaenyra smiled and said: "The party is not over yet, let's go back to the Red Keep."

 “I sent someone to prepare a carriage for you.”

Harwin waved his hand and motioned for the golden robe behind him to spread out, and said: "Be careful where you step, princess."

Rhaenyra smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sergeant."

“Protecting the safety of the princess is also the duty of the city guard.”

Harwin looked solemn and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Rhaenyra looked at him carefully, then climbed onto the carriage with her skirt in hand.

Harwin did not ride in the carriage, but sent two gold-robed escorts to watch the carriage leave.

His eyelids were lowered, unable to conceal a fleeting admiration.

Immediately, Harwin suddenly woke up and yelled: "Patrol each, don't be lazy!"

 In one second, he returned to his usual tough attitude, leading people to patrol King's Landing and roam the streets.

 (End of this chapter)