Game of Thrones: Dance of the Dragons

"Bellow, how dare you lie to your father?!"

Prince Beller smiled and looked up. "A lie? What joke is Your Majesty making?"

"The contents of this note were personally taken from your feet, Raven, and identified by your maid, confirming that it was at your behest."

At this moment, Allison finally understood Baylor's thoughts. He knew the note didn't contain these things, but so what?

He is the king's most favored eldest son, the first in line to the Iron Throne. And now, tonight he has tamed the most powerful wild dragon—the Glutton—as his mount.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Hightower family, located in the old town, no longer poses any threat to Beller.

Even if it were a matter of altering letters, or even if the Hightower family were to plot the assassination of the Crown Prince, Viserys would stop at nothing to ensure the Hightower family's complete annihilation from Westeros!

Allison knows Viserys.

Kindness and tolerance were merely his means of consolidating his personal power.

Viserys would never show any mercy when it came to matters concerning Baelor.

Thinking about all this, Alison was on the verge of collapse. The flesh under her fingernails had started to bleed, and her neck felt like it was being strangled, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Baelor, I'll say it one last time: the witches of the Shadowlands have nothing to do with me!"

"There was no premeditated assassination attempt, so why are you questioning me so aggressively?!" Even though she was terrified, Allison would never reveal a word of it.

Because her recognition not only determines the future life and death of her children, but also concerns the honor of the Hightower family.

Baylor suddenly laughed. "Oh? How do you know about the witches of the Shadowlands?"

"Throughout the entire process, when I was describing the situation to my father, I never said that the wizard was a woman."

"Your Majesty, how did you learn that?"

Baylor hadn't expected that Allison would so foolishly reveal her true colors.

Allison was instantly outmaneuvered by Baylor.

He stammered and couldn't give a coherent answer, so he could only look at him pleadingly.

"Beile, you know we've always been at odds. I don't ask you to spare me, I only beg you to show mercy and not harm my family and children."

Baylor's purple gaze deepened. "Why should I believe you?"

Allison clutched her chest excitedly, "I swear on the honor of my family, as long as you don't pursue my family and children, I'll let you do whatever you want with me, or even serve you!"

"When I was in my old town, my sister often told me that she had a best friend from the Hightower family. They were inseparable and could talk about almost anything."

"Your Majesty, would you like to guess why my sister stopped talking about her later?"

The experience in the old town taught Beller that even though the Hightower family swore allegiance to the royal family, they still broke their oath for their own benefit and attempted to kill a young prince.

Therefore, compared to these empty vows, Baylor preferred something tangible, even if it was just some cattle and sheep, at least he could enjoy them immediately, and at least they belonged to him!

Allison understood that Baylor wasn't just bringing up old grievances; he was telling her, "I don't believe your assurances."

However, her father was only the second son of the Hightower family, and apart from the wealth he had amassed through his connections with the royal family and his embezzlement over the years, he could not even afford to own soldiers.

What to do? What to do?

What else can I trade?

Allison nervously picked at the flesh between her fingers, her mind racing as she pondered what possessions or valuable items she still had that could protect her family and children.

Seeing that Allison was still hesitant, Baylor decided to help her: "Aegon is five years old this year, right? Helena is a three-year-old child."

"If I remember correctly, they've already celebrated their first and second namedays."

"Dorn has been harassing the frontier lately, and Father has been so troubled by it that he can't sleep well."

"Once the war begins, Aegon can go to the front lines as the family's dragon knight, and Helena is just the right age to be the youngest son of the Prince of Dorne."

Baylor deliberately provoked Allison.

First, as the eldest son, he believed that his father's method of arranging marriages was a sign of weakness.

Secondly, the family already had few dragon riders, and Beller hoped they could tame dragons to suppress the Valerian family.

Sending it away would be tantamount to cutting off one's own arm.

As expected, upon hearing Baylor threaten her with the child, Allison immediately stood up and knelt before him like a madwoman. "Baylor, please stop interrogating me! What do you want from me?!"

"Tell me anything I can do, and I'll promise you everything! I'll promise you everything!"

"I swear to the Seven Gods, what happened today will never happen again!"

The Hightoar family, based in the old town, is most reliant on the Seven Gods faith.

Allison was no exception. The fact that Baylor could force her to swear an oath using the Seven Gods she trusted most was proof enough of her sincerity at that moment.

After getting the answer he wanted, the prince's tone immediately became cheerful, "Your Majesty, from today onwards, your task is to be a virtuous queen."

"You don't need to get involved in anything else, understand?"

In Baylor's eyes, Allison was nothing more than a nanny who managed the Red Keep and a maid who took care of her father's daily life.

"I understand! I understand!"

"I'll agree to anything as long as you don't hurt Aegon and Helena!"

In Alison's heart, her child is everything in her life.

Baylor hadn't expected Allison to react so strongly to her mere verbal threats against her child.

As a result, her mental state has deteriorated to the point of near madness.

If we really drive her crazy, who will manage the Red Keep? Who will take care of Father?

More importantly, Baelor also had plans for his three children, Aegon, Helena, and Aemond, to grow up and become dragon riders, deterring all villains from the Targaryen dynasty.

Upon careful consideration, driving Alison insane is clearly more harmful than beneficial; it's not worth it...

After weighing the pros and cons, Baylor left Alison's room and ordered Cole not to allow anyone to enter the Queen's room before breakfast the next day.

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"Ahhhhh!"

After Baylor left, the fear in Allison's eyes finally disappeared, replaced by endless anger and helplessness.

She seemed to have gone mad, throwing all the books and cups on the table, and the pillows and blankets on the bed, onto the floor, as if that would vent her inner rage.

Cole, who was outside the door, heard what was happening and, out of duty as a Kingsguard, gently knocked on the door.

"Your Majesty, what has happened? Should I summon the Grand Secretary for you?"

Upon hearing Cole's voice, Allison seemed to react suddenly, reverting to the demeanor expected of a queen.

"I'm fine. I just had a nightmare. Please don't worry."

Cole couldn't help but find it amusing.

They were so devastated, and you still say it was just a nightmare?