Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

"Rhaenayla, you are truly generous."

Lanner's heart turned over and over again, and she was shaken about the belonging of the two children.

If possible, she wanted the Targaryens to reunite with Velaryon.

After all, her mother, husband, and children were all named Targaryen.

Rhaenyra smiled and said: "Think carefully, there are still a few days before returning to King's Landing."

She knows Lanner and has always been sensitive and intelligent.

I believe she will make the right choice and avoid possible future conflicts between the two families.

The conversation between the two women was a good change of subject.

The banquet had lost its original lively atmosphere, and everyone present was disappointed.

Aegon looked around, his eyes wide open as he saw the knife cutting the roast meat on the plate.

Lanino laughed, stood up and raised his glass, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.

Most people are thinking about their own interests.

The time is getting later and later, and the party is coming to an end.

Damon held his two daughters in his arms, absent-mindedly in a trance.

It wasn't until a baby cried that he suddenly woke up.

"Lannaer, the child seems hungry."

Damon frowned and handed the swaddle to his wife.

Lanner skillfully took the child and handed it to the wet nurse behind her.

She was wearing a corset dress and couldn't breastfeed.

Like Daemon, Rhaegar also remained silent.

He sat back on the chair, holding his chin with his hands crossed, and his eyes glanced in one direction from time to time.

Damon noticed something strange about him, an irritation rose from the bottom of his heart, and he walked towards the other party.

Walking around the dining table, Damon walked to Rhaegar, put one hand on the table and asked, "How is my brother?"

Viserys was often wounded by the Iron Throne, and after all these years, he wanted to know something about it.

"No one made him angry. Dad was doing well."

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes and answered slowly.

"Where's Allison? That woman is not a cheap person. My brother hasn't divorced her yet?"

After hearing the news about his brother, Damon rolled his eyes and mentioned his old partner.

"She is also very good. She gave birth to another son for her father and took care of his daily life."

"None of the Hightower women are good. They only cause trouble for men."

Damon looked disgusted and said, "She has caused you a lot of trouble, hasn't she?"

This time Rhaegar didn't answer.

"What, I guessed it right?"

Damon leaned closer, trying to see his nephew's expression clearly.

"Uncle, do you still remember what I told you when you first came in?"

Rhaegar lowered his head, his hair messy by his ears, and asked a confused question.

Damon was slightly stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Suddenly, Damon seemed to realize something and followed Rhaegar's line of sight.

There is a cold stone wall with a gold-plated wall clock hanging on the wall.

Tick ​​tick tick...

At this moment, the seconds on the wall clock kept beating and quickly completed a circle.

At the moment when the second hand points to 0 o'clock, the minute and clock jump at the same time, both pointing to 0 o'clock.

Ding dong…

The clock struck midnight, and it was time for the next day.

"A new day has begun, uncle!"

The moment the bell rang, Rhaegar suddenly burst into rage, grabbed Damon's head and smashed it against the table.

There was a click.

It seemed like the face was hit downwards and the bridge of the nose was broken.

"My good uncle, you suffered a loss seven years ago. You don't have a long memory at all!"

The corners of Rhaegar's mouth raised crazily, his pupils tightened, he picked up the table knife on the side and stabbed it into Damon's left hand that was supporting the table.

Rhaenys said that if nothing happened last night, he would abide by that.

He has been patiently waiting for 0 o'clock to arrive.

Poof——

Blood spurted out, and the silver table knife pierced the palm of his hand and was nailed straight to the table.

"ah!!……"

Damon immediately screamed, the pain making him tremble all over.

…

Outside the castle.

"Hiss..."

A sharp roar sounded, and Corakxiu appeared in the night, sensing the danger of the driver.

Without hesitation, he immediately dived towards the castle.

"Hiss..."

The glutton was faster than it, fluttering its wings and rushing far away, its body like a mountain of coal crashed directly into Colakxiu.

It has been waiting for a long time.

A slender red reptile must have torn it apart this time.

Being attacked, Corakxiu screamed repeatedly, tearing hard with his claws, opening his dragon's kiss and spitting scarlet dragon flames at the opponent.

"Hiss..."

The glutton turned his head to avoid the oncoming dragon flames, bit one of its wings, shook his head violently and tore at it.

After Rhaegar's tactical training, it is now very good at dragon fighting.

Destroy the wings first, and your opponent will be the fish on the chopping board.

The flesh and blood were bitten, and Corakxiu twisted his body wildly, relying on his slender neck to bite the glutton's neck flexibly.

Stab——

The sharp teeth pierced the scales, the gluttonous dragon's blood spilled, and he roared angrily.

It tore off a piece of flesh and blood, swinging its huge dragon head and smashing the opponent's head.

With a bang, Corakxiu was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, and his sharp teeth pulled off some flesh.

A little flesh wound, the glutton doesn't take it seriously at all, but only makes it more ferocious.

The dragon's kiss was aimed at Colakxiu's head, and green dragon flames sprayed out like pillars.

"Hiss..."

The dragon flames bombarded him head-on, and Corakxiu could only scream, his sharp claws tearing at the glutton's belly frantically, trying to gain a chance of survival.

…

Inside the castle.

Damon's screams echoed through the hall, thrillingly.

"Rhaegar!"

Rhaenyra's eyes widened, not expecting Rhaegar to suddenly take action.

"Uncle, I told you, you have to leave something behind!"

Rhaegar's smile became even wilder, and he quickly pulled out the Dark Sister and slashed at Damon's nailed palm.

"Get away!"

At the critical moment, Damon reacted quickly and kicked Rhaegar in the abdomen with his back kick.

Under the great force, Rhaegar's steps were unsteady, and he took several steps quickly, and the slashing blade hit Daemon on the shoulder.

"Ah! Damn it!"

The severe pain made Damon nervous. He quickly pulled out the knife in his left hand and shot Rhaegar in the chest.

Dang clang——

Rhaegar had quick eyes and quick hands, and the spine of his sword blocked the table knife.

"go to hell!"

With an opportunity to turn things around, Damon picked up the dinner plates from the table and threw them around to interfere with the opponent's swing of the sword.

Then, he picked up a chair and smashed it down on Rega's face.

"It's you that damn it!"

Rhaegar subconsciously raised his sword to block, raised his leg and kicked Damon hard in the heart.

Wow...

The Dark Sisters were unable to block the heavy blow, and the solid wooden chair hit Rhaegar's head hard, splitting into pieces in an instant, and blood seeping out from the top of her head.

Almost at the same time.

Damon was kicked in the center, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he flew backwards.

"Rhaegar!"

"Damon!"

The uncle and nephew acted so quickly that it was too late to stop them until they both collapsed.

Rhaenyra was next to Rhaegar, and fragments of the chair hit her, causing cuts on her face and neck.

The matter was urgent, so she didn't care about anything else and hurriedly supported the shaking Rega.

On the other side, Lanner quickly ran out of her seat and ran to her husband's side.

She is well-read in poetry and books and has some medical skills.

When the uncle and nephew fight, they focus on the vital points, which will cost lives.

Not happy to watch?

Then fight! Hit him hard! The dragon also starts fighting!