Game of Thrones: Dance of the Dragons

"My dear nephew, you're asking a question you already know the answer to; you're not a smart person."

"You don't know about my relationship with that bronze-level bitch?"

As he spoke, Damon poured himself a full glass of grain liquor and drank it down in one gulp.

It must be admitted that this new type of wine, with its strong aftereffects, is very likely to make people feel happy.

"Stop calling her a bronze-level bitch. This is a marriage arranged by your great-grandfather. Don't waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Everyone could see that although the Duchess of the Valley was Jenny Eileen, she was still too young to handle the overall situation.

In contrast, Damon's wife, Lady Rhea, belongs to the Royce family, which is currently the most powerful vassal family in the Vale.

Its military strength, wealth, and status are second only to the House of Irene, Dukes of the Valley.

It would be a real shame not to take this opportunity to stab someone in the back.

"Today is your coronation, not a day to frighten me."

Damon could sense that his good nephew was definitely up to no good, but he didn't know what he was planning.

"Jane Eileen is young, and Mrs. Correa's family is currently at the height of its power."

"Uncle, you need a child, whether it's a boy or a girl, it must be your and Mrs. Rhea's child."

Baylor's meaning is quite clear.

He hoped that Damon and Mrs. Rhea could put aside their grudges.

In this way, the Targaryen family could take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to bring House Royce, and even the Vale, into the hands of the royal family.

Damon laughed. "My dear nephew, are you out of your mind?"

"I'd rather go to a brothel and find a woman than go to that bronze-level bitch."

"What does this have to do with whether you're willing or not?"

"Your wife is the patriarch of House Royce, the most powerful vassal in the Vale."

"From a politician's perspective, this would be an opportunity for the Targaryen royal family, a perfect chance to take control of the Vale."

Baylor didn't care about Damon's opinion.

In his eyes, his good uncle Damon had only two roles: one was to help him conquer all sides, and the other was to help him control the Vale.

"You really are remarkably similar to my good brother. One of you is too suspicious, preferring to believe a stranger rather than his own brother."

"The other one, in order to realize his ambition, even went so far as to coerce his good uncle."

The two people Damon was referring to were Viserys and Baylor.

"Otherwise what? You refuse to obey the king's orders, and you also refuse to accept my advice."

"What's the point of keeping a disobedient subject around? To raise him as a pig or to feed a dragon?"

Baylor was not the merciful Viserys; he had no intention of indulging children.

Damon, if you want to return to the family and gain everyone's approval, you must achieve results.

An achievement that convinces everyone.

"Ha, if you're not afraid of being branded a patricide, Prince Baylor, then come on."

Damon put down his wine glass and left Baylor's coronation banquet with a cold face.

Baylor shook his head speechlessly. "What a stubborn person."

"I said I wanted your and Mrs. Rhea's child, but I didn't say it had to be a child born to you two."

As a dragon rider and dragon tamer, Damon is undoubtedly one of the strongest members of House Targaryen throughout history.

From the perspective of a politician and the governance of a kingdom, anger, capriciousness, and recklessness are undoubtedly the actions of a brute.

"Your Highness, as per your orders, I have made contact with Miss White Maggot," Laris said softly as he limped toward Baylor.

Baylor said, "Tell the white maggot to go see Prince Damon tonight and give him a good chance to vent his frustrations."

"Yes." Lars limped away.

……

Meanwhile, seeing Damon drinking alone, the perceptive Lanael picked up her glass, pondering how to comfort him, but was stopped by her father, the Sea Serpent.

"My daughter, don't go near Damon."

"Your only goal now, and your only hope for the future, is Baelor Targaryen, the Prince of Dragonstone."

Collis and Damon had known each other for many years.

He knew perfectly well that this dissolute prince possessed a mysterious charm that attracted women, perhaps due to his unrestrained and dissolute nature, or perhaps due to his abilities as a man.

Damon Targaryen may be an excellent dragon rider, a great commander, and a conqueror, but he is not a good husband.

Corliss Valerian had only two children in his life, and he hoped that his daughter and son could find the best possible home.

Although young, Baelor Targaryen was exceptionally ruthless in his actions, but he was very protective of his own people and his family.

If Lannard marries him, not only will her personal status rise, but it will also better solidify the relationship between her family and the Targaryen family.

"Father, I understand that you are doing this for the family."

"But Prince Beller is too young. There is a difference of more than ten years between us. Even if I can wait for him, the laws of the Seven Gods do not allow it."

Lannar did not understand her father's stubbornness.

It's obvious to anyone with eyes that King Viserys will not allow a second Valerian to appear.

As for Prince Baelor's fiancée, Viserys has said that the selection would be made from within the family, and it is highly likely that it will be his friend Rhaenyra.

"My daughter, just watch closely, the so-called rules will be broken sooner or later."

"Because the nature of the game of power is never determined by the rules, but by the winners," Corliss stated with absolute certainty.

It wasn't that he guessed Baylor's thoughts correctly, but rather that years of seafaring experience had taught Sea Serpent that the calmer the sea, the more dangerous the waves to come.

……

King's Landing, a flea den, a brothel.

Damon, having vented his emotions, lay down to the side and quietly calmed himself down.

The white maggot tenderly covered him with the blanket and slowly asked, "Tell me, what's the matter this time?"

"Your brother, your family, or Prince Baylor?"

Damon looked at the white maggots with a forced smile. "What do you think?"

The white maggot nestled in Damon's arms: "It must be Prince Baylor."

"Because today is his coronation banquet."

"As expected of the woman I've set my sights on. Now, would you like to guess why I've come out?"

Of course, the white maggots know.

But women shouldn't be too clever sometimes, because that won't please men and will ruin the atmosphere they've worked so hard to create.

"That's a secret of your royal family, how could I possibly know?"

Although Bai Qu makes a living from intelligence, she knows her limits and doesn't think it's her place to know about such trivial matters.

Damon stood up and looked at the white maggot, saying each word clearly, "He walked up to me and told me personally that he wanted me to have a child with that bronze bitch."

"What do you mean, we should seize the opportunity to put power in the hands of the Tantalian family before the Duchess of the Valley has come of age?"